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"Because they can't stand me and my alter egos." Indie explained simply, before grabbing her satchel and leaping out the car. She grabbed her pillow, and collected a few shopping bags, before trudging onwards and into the house. She smiled at the people gathering in the hall. Placing the bags on...

Indie shrugged half heartedly. "I guess." As she gazed out at the passing town, she strained to listen to his every word. Waiting on edge to see what he'd say next. "Hmm... I don't know. I mean, it has been years. You could've changed beyond recognition." she explained. "I hardly know you." she...

Indie stiffled a chuckle at him. "Oh gosh." She pinched her nose, grinning slightly, as she attempted to hold in her laughter. "Nope! Just nope!" she told herself, trying to regain some dignity. "Ok, no, I understand what you mean." She hid her mood, before pulling on her seatbelt. She slipped...

"Yeah." Indie giggled, flicking her hair about slightly. "But not when people - mainly little kids and guys - find you intimidating or scary. I think that is why no one really likes me, to be honest. Some aren't strong enough, and some thing I'm too strong. But, you can't please everyone..." she...

Indie laughed to hide her blush. He cares deeply about me? she shook it off. Must've misheard. She decided to continue the conversation. "I'm more of a 'heart on my sleeve' person. If I don't like someone, they know about it. And I guess that makes me kinda fearless...Some way or another." As...

Indie sighed, shaking her head. She let her hand fall back to clasp her drink - sipping the hot drink lightly. "You went quiet. I think I snapped at you." She explained, pushing a hair behind her ear. "I'm sorry. I mean, I've spent so long fending off the sexism and the stuff people throw at me...

India smiled "Oh, ok..." She slipped the money into her back pocket. She paused, an unusually uncharasmatic silence settling between them. The girl forced a chuckle. "I was kidding. You didn't have to pay me." She smiled noticing how quiet he was. Something was afoot. Indie tilted his face up...

Indie shrugged to herself. He has to understand, I have been here a day and he thinks that a few stairs can break me. She told her self, But did I have to be so harsh? I'm such an idiot. She sighed, paying for the drinks, before heading back to the table. It took her a few moments to seek him...

Indie chuckled, flipping her hair down her back. She pushed her bangs back slightly, with a slight smile. "That's... good to know." she glanced at him, before she got into the queue. She nodded, planning to get them both one. And then he went on rambling about how he'd be worrying over her, or...

Indie nodded. "I think I'm going running every morning for the rest of my life if I eat any amount of this stuff." She chuckled, piling most of it into the trolley. "Let's go pay for this." She suggested, heading through the aisles. As they passed the Cafe Indie had an idea. Nah, should I? I'll...

"Yeah, I guess." Indie shrugged, watching as he grabbed a cart. "Drinks first?" She asked, guiding him down to the drinks isle. Personally, she never drunk and they weren't accompanied by an adult. So she skipped past that and headed down to look at soft drinks. She grabbed her favourite Cream...

Indie shrugged, leaping out the car. It sent a jolt up her spine - reminding her of her injury. She winced, eventually traipsing round the front of the car. "Ahaha, nope. You're only trying to make me feel good 'cause I haven't seen you in ages." she shook her head at her first mention. "Well...

Indie glanced across to him, barely noticing his blush. Instead she looked out the window as the town built up around them. Little shacks, grew into houses, then grew into shops. "I would go pro, I just..." she paused with a light sigh. "I want to settle down, get married, get a nice house and...

Getting comfortable, Indie realised how eager she was to get to talk to him; without distractions or... Well stairs to fall over. The girl still blushed at that memory. But anyway - she thought - he's speaking so I best listen. She nodded, "That's amazing!" She smiled at his last comment, hiding...

Indie stuck her tongue out at him. "Yeah, but I called shotgun on driving." She giggled, closing the front door behind her. She readjusted the pillow under her arm, striding confidently to the small mini. As she opened the passenger door, she suddenly had a genuine worry. "If it is too small, we...