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Emma chuckled and closed the door. “Yeah, it’s pretty neat.” She paused. “No need to thank me, Connie. I would have done it either way. Take a seat, Connie.”
Emma made her way to the sofa and sat down. Amaya was sitting on the floor, engrossed in a book. Emma put a hand on her shoulder and Amaya flinched. She relaxed when she saw who it was. Jackson took the long way to the sofa making sure to avoid Emma.
Connie sat down on the edge, happy to just even be here. Even if it wasn't a big deal to Emma, Connie found it quite exciting. Though now that she was here, she didn't know what to say.
Glancing down at Amaya, she smiled softly. If these were the only kids, she'd be plenty happy. They were older, so it wasn't legitimate baby-sitting… if that's what you could call it. Jackson looked to be around fourteen, maybe fifteen, and Amaya was probably ten or eleven. But that was just guessing.
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"So. .," Amaya began.
"Er. . h-how. .hm. . .um. .god, I'm horrible with all this." Jackson said.
Emma looked at the childern with amusment written all over her face. It was amusing to see how Amaya and Jackson couldn't find a way to start a conversation with Connie.
Connie laughed lightly, resting her chin on her palm. "I'm assuming you're finding it a little awkward that a stranger is in your sister's house, right?" She asked the two siblings in a light hum. Her smile was relaxed, to show she was friendly.
Connie didn't want to scare the two off, so despite her attire, she kept up the most friendly appearance that she could. "Because if I went to my sister's house, and found some stranger there, I would probably be a little weirded out too."
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Both children nodded. Amaya, who started to get her courage once again, sat up straight and looked at the older girl. "Are you a friend of Em? I've never seen you before, so you must be a new friend. Right?"
Jackson narrowed his eyes at Connie, and put his hands together under his chin, like if he was praying. "I think I've seen you before. . ., but from where?"
Connie smiled down at the girl, leaning forwards a bit. "You've got it." She hummed and poked the tip of her nose. "Me and your sister only met a few days ago. But, as your brother said, it wouldn't surprise me if once I explained you recognized me."
Sitting back in her seat, she looked over at Jackson, still smiling. "I was here earlier. Though I was bleeding, and had on different clothes. I don't think I actually introduced myself. I'm Connie." She greeted, holding a hand out to Jackson.
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Amaya giggled and smiled. Amaya decided there and then that she liked this girl.
Jackson on the other hand did remember Emma helping a bleeding girl earlier in the day. Jackson looked at the outstretched hand and hesitated, but shook her hand. “I’m Jackson,” He replied.
Amaya looked at Jackson and Connie, deciding to introduce herself. “I’m Amaya!” The girl said ecstatic.
Jackson blinked and sat back in his seat and blinked a couple of times before looking at Connie. “Not to be rude or anything, but why exactly are you here?”
Connie smiled down at Amaya, pushing off the couch onto the floor. "I thought I'd offer to help your sister with you two trouble-makers. Though little does she know, I'm just as bad as any other kid." She joked, smirking up at Emma.
"So I might be more trouble, than than I'm worth." Connie hummed, leaning back against the couch. "But I'll behave myself. For tonight, at least. I owe her that much at least."
Connie kept up a little smile, and started to fiddle with one of the few rings on her fingers.
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Emma grinned and looked down at Amaya and Jackson who were just looking at each other, talking to each other silently without even saying a word. Emma stood up, “I’ll be back in a minute.” With that, Emma left the living room and disappeared into the kitchen. The moment Emma left, a grin creeped up Amaya’s and Jackson’s faces.
“Well, that’s a shame that you’re going to behave yourself. We were going to do some harmless pranks on Em, and we thought maybe you’d like to help us. But, I guess maybe not.” Jackson said.
Connie laughed lightly, pushing herself into a standing position. "You thought I actually meant that?" She offered in a teasing tone. "You're about to learn very quickly what kind of person I am. What did you two have in mind?" Connie asked with a little smirk, and held a hand out to Amaya.
"As long as Emma won't get too mad, I'd be happy to help." She chirped a little, resting her hands on her hips. She definitely had a mischievous look about her. She wasn't exactly the neat young lady and pretty girl her mother had hoped for.
Pretty, you could say so. Maybe with a little more effort she would be considered 'ideal' in the culture. But neat and lady-like were out the window.
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(I'm sorry, but due to my inactive-ness and me leaving for the summer, or at least what's left of my summer, I'm going to have to pull out. It was fun while it lasted. I realy enjoyed roleplaying with you and I hope that sometime in the future we can roleplay together again. Take care Rainy :) )
(Ahh, I'm sad to see you go, but glad I got to do this with you! I totally understand :3 I hope to see you around some time later on! Make sure to take care of yourself!)
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(I'm also glad I got to do this with you. It was super duper fun :3 Oh, I'm sure you'll see more of me sometime later >:D Will do Rainy. Til next time~)
