Maria had just picked up Willow and was taking her to the park to meet up with one of her friends. She thought that Willow could use a friend - besides people from ten to forty years older than her. "So, who is she again?" Willow asked as she colored in her coloring book. Maria spared a glance over at Willow before she turned her gaze back to the road. "He. And he is my friend's son. His name is Apollo," she informed her. Willow had paused in her coloring; she wrinkled her nose and muttered, "Boys are gross." Maria arched a brow. "You like Dayton all right," she inquired. Willow replied with, "He isn't a boy my age. Boys my age fart and laugh about it." Maria laughed and said, "Honey, I am sorry to tell you they still do as they get older." She parked at the park and got out, opening the door for Willow.
Madison cracked a small smile and shrugged her shoulders sheepishly. At his question, her eyes widened in shock. She awkwardly rubbed the back of her neck as she thought it over. Were they? She knew she at least liked him a little bit; otherwise, why would she still be talking to? As he continued, she slowly smiled and flushed. "Well, I suppose....as long as I get to be the girlfriend," (yes I did just make a Drake and Josh reference there) she joked, nudging him. She then grew serious. "I would like that too."
Madison cracked a small smile and shrugged her shoulders sheepishly. At his question, her eyes widened in shock. She awkwardly rubbed the back of her neck as she thought it over. Were they? She knew she at least liked him a little bit; otherwise, why would she still be talking to? As he continued, she slowly smiled and flushed. "Well, I suppose....as long as I get to be the girlfriend," (yes I did just make a Drake and Josh reference there) she joked, nudging him. She then grew serious. "I would like that too."