Hogwarts Convention (PRIVATE)

Tara stepped out and tried to flatten her hair. Tara looked around, "I rarely ever leave camp. I don't know any of these places."

Jason closed the door behind her. The cab drove away. "How about that one? It's really fancy, like you don't even understand," he said, jokingly; he was pointing at McDonald's. "No, but really, maybe that one?" he pointed to a pizza place.

Tara shrugged, "why not."

Jason walked over, opening the door for her. He instantly smelled what seemed like delicious pizza.

Tara breathed in the smell of fresh pizza. "Mhhh. That smells amazing."

"Mhm," Jason said, walking in. "Hmm," he looked at the menu:

Small: $3.50
Medium: $5.00
Large: $7.50
Giant: $10.00

$.50 per topping

"What do you want?"

"Uh... A small with pepperoni and ham?"

"Alright." He ordered and sat down at an open table. It wasn't very busy; it was only like 11 AM. There was only three more people there: a tall, skinny man, a short, stocky women, and a baby in a stroller.

Tara sat across from Jason an reached her hand across the table for Jason to hold it. "How far are we?"

"Away from camp or from the convention?" He asked, holding her hand.

Tara shrugged. "Either way."

"Convention, 'bout an hour or two. Camp, an hour or so." A few giggly girls walked in. They ordered, then went over to Jason and Tara's table.

"Hi, there," they said to Jason, giggling.

"You have pretty big muscles. Can we feel them?"

"I think I just cut myself on the lips. Maybe kissing it will make it feel better."

Jason looked at Tara, only imagining what she might be thinking.

Tara rolled her eyes, "are you from camp? Because it's really weird that you'd follow us an hour out." She glared at Jason, "I have to go to the bathroom." She stood up and shoved past the girls and went into the restrooms.

"Camp?"

"What camp?"

"Uhm, nothing, girls, thanks for your offer, but I have a girlfriend."

"She's ugly."

"And stupid."

"Totes."

"I know right!"

"Seriously, girls, please-mhmhm!" he panicked; one was now kissing him.

The owner just laughed.

Tara started to walk out of the bathroom and stopped dead in her tracks. "It just doesn't stop does it?" She walked out of the pizza place and let the door shut loudly.

Jason quickly got up, following Tara. He felt bad for her; it must've been horrible for her. He went over to her, hugging her, and kissed her forehead. "I'm sorry."

Tara squirmed out of the hug, "whatever. Let's just go."

"Tara, it's OKay."

"Would it be okay if some guy that's obviously smarter than you kissed me?" Tara shook her head, "can we just go?"

"I didn't say that was OKay. You just have to mark your domain, Tara. If some guy forced you into a kiss I'd break his face." He grinned. "I'll make it up to you, I promise." Jason slowly put his hands on her arms, rubbing them.

"Stop Jason. I want to leave." She moved his hands off her arms.

"Do you still want to go to the convention?" he truly felt bad for her; and he knew how he'd make it up to her.

"Yeah." Tara wasn't really mad at Jason. Just everyone else.

Jason nodded. "I'll be right back, er-restroom." He walked into the store again, going into the boys'. He thought about how to get Tara's dude friend to meet up with her. Hmm.

Tara got tired of standing, so she sat down under a tree in front of the restaurant.