Water and fire don't always cause smoke... RP for John
Google maps said it only took 21 minutes to get from Westchest to Manhattan. Jubilee could do it in 15.
She knew that John had told her to set something up and she wanted to do something really great. She'd missed the guy since he left the Mansion and even though, just like with Angel, she TOTALLY understood it (hey man, some people are good, some are bad, some waffle, whatever, it happens, why judge? She'd been to Juvie, she knew how it could all go bad in like no time at all.) she still missed him. Her Fire Boy. The peanut to her butter. The jam to her tarts. The totally gay boy to her totally no penis self. It was beautiful. Really.
So, she'd begged and pleaded and cajoled Paige into helping her make a totally awesome dessert and, even though Jubes knew they were going to meet for dinner, she didn't care. Sweets beat food any day of the week. She'd managed to steal a cooler from the school, and on her way, she texted John.
Hey dork ass --
Central Park. By Alice. I'll be the hot and sexy one. Bring balloons. And maybe an inflatable palm tree.
<3 J
Early evening at the Park was one of her favourite times, and finding a place that wasn't too close to screaming children, she spread out a blanket, leaned up against the cooler and pulled out a Cosmo magazine. She may as well find out if she was pleasing her non existant man right..and plus, she could always give John tips when he got there. He'd love that. And so would his men.