Teaghan's wandering eyes scanned the menu again. A warm mortadella panini did sound good to the anxious butterflies flitting in her stomach. She tried to let herself grin at Ada's smooth jokes, but her close-lipped smile wasn't exactly twelve watts like Ada's killer grin. It probably had a little less energy than a light bulb. Ada's short hairstyle flared outwards at its brunette ends, giving way for her sweet features to knock a crowd dead. Was she an actress, perhaps, with such a lively personality? Teaghan herself had such severe stage fright when it came to her people skills. Hitting a few keys on a piano was smooth sailing, and gliding on the ice didn't require eye contact. Showcasing her wonderful communication, however, was a different story.
"I think I'll take the grilled chicken sandwich," Teaghan decided, her brown irises darting about, adamantly refusing to make eye contact.
Ada introduced Jesse, standing with a rather stoic expression. He seemed mysterious in his brooding, pensive silence. Teaghan offered a curt nod in his direction, hoping she would remember his name eventually. In fact, it was already left behind in the racing train of thought that circled her mind.
"Eh?" Teaghan mumbled, jerking her unkempt mane of wild red curls up as she brought her confused gaze to Ada. Oh, how eloquent of her! Since lunch, the thought of actually preparing for the school year hadn't crossed her mind. Ada rattled off a list of her necessities, a list that was soon giving the wide-eyed Teaghan a headache. Hadn't she thought of this as she signed her registration forms? What happened to the proper, prior planning that she had prided herself with?
"I, um, I... Yeah, that'd be great," Teaghan answered, trying to work as much enthusiasm as her pounding temples would allow into her response. The freshman really was grateful for the offer, knowing that she would've found herself panicky and confused without the older student's guidance. However, she also felt guilty accepting such magnanimous offers from Ada and the rest of the group who'd so unceremoniously lumped her into their ever-growing circle of friendship. "Is there, uh, anything I can do to, er, repay you?"