Jac had been zoning out for most of the day's classes, and by the time the day was over she was so very ready to escape and go out with James. Of course, she was always ready to get out of school. Didn't make it any less nice.
She was humming absently in between talking to James, legs pulled up to her chest. She leaned forward when they got to the cliffs, looking out the now-open window and scrunching her nose up at the gray coloring of the sky. How depressing.
She looked back at him, foot tapping rhythmically against the seat under her. There were a few things that could chill her out - including a bad mood and the Ritalin that she'd been prescribed in the past - but weed was probably among the most pleasant. She laughed lightly at his comment, shrugging a little. "Somehow I think he'll persevere."