Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 118
I heard footsteps reach the table and I looked up to
see a large group of people approaching us. It was
the familiar six that I know and two unfamiliar faces.
Well, I can’t say unfamiliar because I see where
Jonah gets his looks from, and the twins. They both
inherited the dark hair from their father, who looked
like an older version of Jonah.
“You name sir?” I heard Weston mocking and I
couldn’t help but chuckle. Jonah laughed, too and we
smiled at each other as the two sat down beside us.
Georgia was right beside me and Weston was next
I looked directly in front of me to see Jonah’s mother
sitting there. She was examining me as if I was
something that had been sent to a laboratory. She
finally stopped and met my gaze with a large smile.
“You must be Savannah.”
“I am, you must be Jonah’s mother and father,” I
smiled at the two. They gave me genuine smiles.
If I’m being honest, I’d rather be spending my Friday
night playing Halo and eating as much chips as my
stomach could hold- which was a lot. “You can call
us Matilda and Tony.”
I noticed the twins at the end of the table, sitting
across from each other and Jonah’s aunt and uncle
were across from their children. I felt Jonah squeeze
my hand and I sent him a nervous smile. “Shall we
order?” Mr. Davis piped up.
We spent about a half hour ordering. I’m not sure
how much the bill came up to because Mr. Davis
said he’d cover it; but I couldn’t help but feel a bit
guilty when I ordered a meal that was a bit more
expensive than what I’m used to. Jonah assured me
that it was okay but I felt bad just taking their money
in the form of food.
We made small talk until our meals arrived, Jonah’s
parents were telling us about their flight here and we
listened intently. They flew first class and I wondered
if Jonah and the twins did, too. When the food
arrived, I felt a wave of relief crash over me. I’d been
starving and I was scared that my stomach
grumbling would get louder and it’d ruin my first
impression on Jonah’s parents.
“So, Savannah, how are your grades in school?” I
thought about the question. The last time I checked
my grades- which I struggled to bring up, they were
all B’s and two A’s.
“I have the majority of ‘B’s’ but I have a few ‘A’s’,” I
explained and Tony winced.
He placed his glass down. “What classes do you
have ‘B’s’ in and why?”
“I have a ‘B’ in physical education because I’m terrible
at that and in Algebra 2 but I’m bringing that up
thanks to your son. I have a ‘B’ in art also because
the teacher says I don’t have on artistic eye,” I
Tony frowned but Matilda decided to speak up.
“What classes do you have ‘A’s’ in?”
“I have ‘A’s’ in all of my core classes aside from
Algebra 2. I also have ‘A’s’ in almost all of my
electives aside from art,” I informed them. They
nodded their heads.
Matilda decided to speak up again. “What do you like
to do in your spare time?”
“Well, I like to play video games and I like to cook,” I
held back the urge to admit to stalking their son’s
Facebook page night and day.
Matilda nodded. “You sound a lot like Jonah aside
from the fact that he can’t cook.”
I smiled and nodded. “I realized that; he burns
We laughed at Jonah’s expense while he smiled at
me. Tony gave me a grin. “Do you have a job?”