Under Feet Like Ours || Whitier
“I haven’t been in any trouble that you would possibly be aware of.” Whitney’s voice laced with laughter as though she were not serious. She might have gotten in spitting fights with a few teachers here and there, and some or most well deserved stream of detentions, but she wasn’t a troublemaker. It followed and she responded just as she would back at sea. Something she hadn’t thought about since the accident Xavier was still just recovering from. Getting homesick was her relapse every single time. “So I haven’t eaten in like twenty minutes. So I’m thinking about heading to the boardwalk. Sound cool?”
“That sounds even more terrifying than if I did know what you were up to.” He said with a chuckle. He knew what she was like and just hoped than if anything got serious with trouble she could come to him or Will if she really needed help. He would always be there to give it to her. “That sounds perfect. Lead the way.” He smiled towards her, following along. “So, dare I ask what it is you have been up to?”











