My hear hasn't beat properly from the moment I spotted Jayden here and then it got even worse when u saw he was seated not just with us but next to me. The atmosphere at the table is definitely strained but I'm just keeping my head down as much as possible and not looking in Jaydens direction when I'm required to look up. Dinner tastes the same as most charity event dinners they always serve the same stuff its always a roast of some sort same s**t diffrent meat. I feel a slight pressure against my leg and strain to keep my face straight is he seriously trying to play footsie or something. Someone my father knows walks past out table and then stops and engages farther in a conversation so I quickly glance to the side Jayden isn't looking at me but he has a small smile playing on his handsom
