I watched as Jared and Saphira walked toward the roof exit. I then looked down over the edge of the roof, just gathering my thoughts. I quickly snapped out of it, and followed behind as I watched Jared's hand sway back and forth, as if it had a mind and was discussing with itself whether or not to hold Saphi's hand again. When we got down to the bottom floor and headed for a taxi that Jared had pulled over for us, he shut the door in my face and laughed childishly. It was just a joke, I could tell, but something inside me said that he was a joking jerk who applied to one of my favorite quotes: "The educated are not always intelligent". I didn't think bad of Jared, it just seemed as if he saw right through me, as if I wasn't there, calling me 'the other girl in the room', or 'your friend can come too, Saphira'. Even though I'm not normally like this, I was starting to become unhappy, as if I felt like I was alone and depressed. I've had issues with this before, but got on medicine and it went away. But something egnited again, in the mansion, or tonight in the taxi cab. Whatever it was, it was starting to make me wonder, if I was still going to have fun tonight. I tried to forget about it as I said, "Very funny, Jared", and got in the car. You could smell the cab driver a mile away, but we were right next to him, so it was as if a poisonous stink bomb had been set off in the cab, killing us, but we suffer and never die. I sighed as I looked over at Saphi and Jared. They looked so happy. My condition was getting the best of me. I looked away and starred out the window at passing cars.
ooc: Sawrah hungry. Saphi knows how I get when I'm hungry, don't cha?