"Ahaha, like I'd date any of you! That's funny, Claudia!" George laughed, falling into his seat.
I felt my face turn red as I looked forward in my seat. Was that a insult towards me or a generalized statement? Why do I feel personally insulted by that comment? I let out a single airy laugh under my breath. I shouldn't really care, I'm not interested in dating right now. That might change once I find the right guy but right now I just want to focus on keeping up with this new job and keeping up with my education so I can get a real job for myself in the future. I can't leach of the government forever, who knows if these powers are even a permanent thing. Besides even if I was looking for someone to date right now George is near the top of the list on, men I'd never date. As far as I've seen the boy has no redeeming qualities, besides possibly physical appearance but I'm not shallow enough to let that overshadow everything else. I want someone who will encourage me, someone I can rely on to be there when I need them whether that be when I'm afraid or sad, someone who will make me laugh when everything is miserable, someone who is unique and himself, someone who doesn't let others choose who they are going to be. George is none of those things, he's just a childish loud mouth who I'd be surprised if he has more than one brain cell.
I sighed slightly. I get way too worked up over little things.
The sky was growing dark as we turned into the parking lot of a Cracker Barrel.
"Alright, dinner time kids. Behave yourselves and keep your powers in control, I don't wont to see a single bit of your powers used out in public. Oh also, try to act like a family of adopted siblings so I don't have a hundred people questioning me about if I kidnapped all of you. That's the last thing I need right now. After we eat dinner we'll head over to the hotel." Richard Fouley said.
"Does that mean we have to call you dad?" Someone asked.
"If you do, don't say it sarcastically." He shot a look over to George. "If not just call me by name. So it doesn't sound so formal."
With that he opened the bus door and we went inside the resturant. The rest of us followed suit and entered the very rustic building. Upon first impression the building smelled absolutely wonderful and the array of items in the surrounding gift shop was astounding. There were candles, candy, nick knacks, modest almost bohemian styled women's clothing, stuffed animals, electronic toys, and more. Directly across from the door were the restrooms with an operating stoplight over the entrance. It was so cool.
I looked over to the small desk where Dr. Fouley was putting is name in for seating. He turned and walked back over to us.
"There's about a ten minuet wait, look around the gift shop for a bit but keep an eye on me so you known when we are being seated." He instructed.
We went our separate ways and I chose to take a quick stop in the restroom. Being slightly odd I chose to wait until the light over the door was green before entering because why not.
The restroom wall were bright yellow with sponge marks of a series of other bright colors. The stalls and sink were white and had softened round edges, adding to the childish look of the bathroom. On the sink was an array of scented hand lotions.
"It's so cute in here!" I commented out loud without thinking.
"They did a good job redecorating after the shooting." A woman exiting one of the stalls commented in reply.
"Shooting?" I asked in surpise.
"You're not from around these parts if you haven't heard the story." The woman mused, now washing her hands.
"No, I'm passing through the area with my family to go visit my grandmother in Virginia." I lied.
"Ah, well there was an incident a couple weeks ago. No one knows what provoked him but a man shot his wife and twin daughters in this bathroom before turning the gun on himself. Only one of the daughters lived and she just got out of hospitalization."
The color drained from my face as I began feeling a little sick. People were killed where I'm standing, that's not at all horrible.
I quickly used the restroom, wanting to leave as soon as possible. Before exiting the room I paused to smell the lotions and decided to use a little of one of the floral scented ones.
I exited the restroom in time to see Mr. Fouley signaling us over. We followed the waiter into the main eating area which was older fashioned than the other room. This one had old portraits and farm equipment lining the walls. Each table was lit with an oil burning lamp and in the center of the wall between the two doorways into the kitchen was lit fireplace. The room was divided into three sections with two circular tables in each corner, not part of those three sitting area. At the edge of the dividers separating each place were checker tables.
We were seated at the circular table closest to the entrance. There were eight seats and seven of us. I quickly chose the hardest to reach spot where I could be furthest away from the server which the back of my chair against the wall.
After a moment the man who had seated us came back with a basket full of rolls and a bowl of jellies, honey, and butter.
"My name's Danny and I'll be serving you. Can I start you off with something to drink?" Our server asked.
I quickly opened my menu and found the drink section on the first page.
"Can I have the homemade raspberry lemonade?" I requested when it was my turn.
Once he had gotten all of the orders he walked away. I looked through the menu quickly. The dinning options were nothing fancy, they were more simple and slightly southern styled. I found a separated section on the third page advertising a plate of homemade chicken and dumplings that wound be served with two sides. I decided to have that with a side of macaroni and cheese and stake fries.
I placed down my menu and noted two triangular bocks with pegs in them. I grabbed one and took a closer look at it and noticed one hole was unfilled by the removable pegs. It was a game of sorts. The directions said you had to jump the pegs over one another into an empty hole, once you jumped a peg you could remove it. If you ended with one peg you were a genious, if you ended with two you were pretty smart, if you ended with three you were average, if you were ended with four or more you were a "complete ignoramoose". I decided to give it a try but I ended with four. I reset the block. I was determand to have only one peg left when I left this place.