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Even when the boy turned away from her, Carla kept a watchful eye on him. She bite her lip a little until she became distracted by Hale picking up his phone. She turned away from Alden and stared at the numbers on the phone booth her hand resting on top of it as she held the phone with one hand. When the conversation was done, she sighed to herself and looked at the black phone with its metal cord before handing it up with a soft click. She then turned to Alden as he turned towards here, clearly half listening to know when she was finished. It was nice that he at least respected her privacy. So she smiled just a little and told him that her brother was coming to get her. However, as she watched him for her place beside the both, even in the dim light of the street lamp she could see the disappointment in his eyes. As if. . . he wanted to help her for real. It wasn’t out of kindness, but something else. She worried about that, she wasn’t sure what to think of that kind of reaction from a guy.

Sure he seemed kind, but she couldn’t help but look at the world as filled with monster’s wearing masks to lure you in. If only she knew what Hale did, it was good that Hale kept the reality of the world from her, for she’d be more of a wreck then she already was. But even with her normal distrust of the world around her she only trusted Hale and Ash, well them and Jem her dog, but Jem was different. Her hands had been holding onto her bag as he hung from her shoulder touching her hip. She couldn’t help but grip the strap a little bit tighter as she watched him. Her eyes were guarded, never a happy looking but never showing sadness and fear. It was like a middle ground between. “I guess-“ She started to say that she’d be on her way when Alden spoke. She closed her mouth and looked at the ground for a moment thinking about it. 

He could be a killer, a kidnapper, a rapist. Or he could be nice and worried about someone so young being alone in the dark. Still she shouldn’t chance it, but that hurt lingering in his stance and eyes just reminded Carla of her weak ways of hiding how she really felt. That didn’t stop her from glancing around again, feeling like he should have been here with someone. No one was ever around here by themselves, well she was but that’s because she had the worst luck ever. She bite her lip for a moment before sighing a little and pushing her small smile onto her lips. “Ah-umm- sure.” She said rather awkwardly before shifting her bag slightly uncomfortable. “Thanks.” She said after her moment of pause before she laughed just a little. “I guess I’m not very good at hiding my discomfort then?” She said before looking at him in the eyes, before turning to head towards the fairground public parking. It was a small lot, not nearly as big as it should have been for such an attraction. Cars could be seen parked along the street, she knew that at least half the street would be stocked with cars. It was only slowly become deserted around two in the morning. 

When he spoke again as they walked to the side walk, making their way through the packed in cars in the overly stuffed parking lot, she glanced back at him and smiled a little. “Oh, ah right.” She said before glancing forward so she wouldn’t trip or totally run into something. Glancing back at him as they came to the side walk she made sure to sit under the street lamp. “Umm, I’m Carla.” She said before looking down at her own shadow. “If I’m being honest, I kinda forgot your name. I’m really bad with that.” She said before glancing back up at him. It fell quiet, the awkwardness making Carla blush a little. It seemed he was as bad at this as she was. “So umm, what brought you to the fair tonight?” She said trying to make small talk. Something she didn’t even do with people who came into the shop.