Good cooks

The girls were in the process of cooking... something. It smelled sweet and spicy, savory. They glanced at each other when he spoke of schooling, and sighed, shaking their heads. "We... wouldn't mind if we could home-school, actually. We talked about it a lot. Other kids are... really mean."But we're pretty sure we could get our diplomas now. That's most of why they were mean anyway."GED, you know? But yeah, they didn't like knowing we were smarter..." They both shrugged and Meg looked over at Jess. "It's a lot of stuff."

Then they noticed the vaporizer in his hands. "Hey are you gonna... could we join you? If it's really ok."We promise we will stay in and not get in trouble." There was something in their voices, though, as the music played with its subliminal messages layered beneath it. Trusting him, wanting to please him, being happy when he was. "Your lunch is almost ready and we'll go change and meet you out back?" Jess grabbed a hamburger bun and buttered it, dropping it into another skillet to toast while Meg added the onions to the mix of shredded cold cuts and sauces on her burner, both girl's hips swaying and rocking still with the rhythm of the music they clearly both enjoyed.