Taking Chances [Blue]

Genevieve thought for a moment. He shrugged. Were they? Was everything fine again? "I don't know, are we? Who's to say this wont happen again?" Genevieve whispered this into Keller's shirt not knowing what else to say because she wasn't very sure. The thought made her want to crawl in a whole and rot for a while. Nothing seemed so great anymore. Things just needed to be sorted out.

Genevieve shook her head, suppressing another small smile. "You don't need to," she said. "I mean do anything." Her thoughts wandered back to their conversation that seemed to have happened a life time ago but had only been about fifteen minutes. "I know now." Genevieve put her hands in her jacket pockets, bitig her lips.

Genevieve swayed her body out of nervousness. She bit her lip and thought of a way to phrase this. It hadn't occured to her that it would be something she needed to explain. It wasn't every day you came across a guy like Keller. Sometimes the way you said things made all the difference. "I know, for sure now," she said softly, kind of repeating what she said previously. "That you love me."

Genevieve shrugged. "I'm never very certain with things." she admitted truthfully. "It takes a bit for things to sink in for me." She rubbed her neck looking up at Keller, finally meeting his eyes again. "And I don't think you need to worry about that. I always have." Genevieve looked away again, looking out at the waves of the ocean. Maybe she could avoid this conversation by grabbing Keller's surfboard and trying to surf again.

Genevieve blinked for a second, then she smirked and narrowed her eyes. "Okay, first off, I am not a Mister I am a Miss and second, what the heck is Nemo?" Genevieve wasn't good with books or TV shows or Movies or currant events really--unless they were really interesting. She didn't understand anything from his first few sentances, but when she heard what he stated last, she rolled her eyes. "And why are you so weird?"

"Woah, woah," Genevieve said. "Calm down. My dad didn't like Disney. He thought it rotted your brain and filled it with fake hopes and dreams. Of course, I already had those. I didn't need Disney to "fry my mind with romance," as my dad would say. My brain's already fried." she shrugged. Then she rolled her eyes. "Of course. You poor baby. Coming up with jokes must be oh so tireing.

Genevieve criged lightly as Keller flicked her nose. She had made her eyes go cross to watch his finger but looked back at him and swatte his hand away, although he had already striked. "What do you mean nothing to work with?" She demanded at him. "I thought I would have been plenty to work with!" It Genevieve another moment to realize she badly needed a tissue. Gross. She was not going to wipe her nose on her sweatshirt so she was going to have to deal with it.

Genevieve narrowed her eyes at Keller, holding back her smile. She blushed lightly. His laugh was obnoxious and loud, probably a lot like her own, and even though he wa laughing at her, she couldn't hold back a small giggle. His laugh was contageous. "Okay, stop," she said, although she could not stop herself. She barely noticed Keller grab her hand. The way her touched her made her shiver. She loved it.