[color=1A7023][center][h2]Jessie Donald[/h2][b][sub]Interacting with: Mariah Donald[/sub][/b][/center][/color] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/rdHxpKx.jpg?1[/img][/center][hr][hr] Jessie was the last Donald to step foot onto the block, where the smell of food was carried along the summer breeze, and the sound of small chit-chat and children playing circled the block. He really hoped his parents wouldn't notice him trying to pretend he was standing on the sidewalk this whole time, watching the on-goings. It wasn't his fault that this morning, he happened upon an anthill in the backyard. It resulted in him studying the ants with his magnifying glass... and giving them cracker crumbs. He had forgotten that his mom said to make a good first impression, and now there he stood, in a wrinkled white t-shirt with some dirt on it, and jean shorts with some grass stains, his magnifying glass poking out of his back pocket. Maybe nobody would notice... right? He shifted awkwardly on the sidewalk, his hands in his pockets. There were [i]so many[/i] new faces, and not many kids around his age. He could feel his heart racing a little, stomach twisting and not from hunger. Actually, he could smell the cooked meat, and it made his nose scrunch up some. Being a vegetarian in a household that ate meat could be really hard, sometimes, but he had been doing it for nearly five years now. He had adjusted by now. He looked around, spotting Dane talking with some cute guy that looked Dane's age. Jessie was too nervous to go over there. What would he talk about to a college-aged stranger? He didn't want that type of pressure. He noticed Julia playing with some kids her age. Was it strange that he would feel more comfortable around the younger kids, than anybody closer to his age, or adults? Though, his saving grace came in the form of one Mariah Donald. His older sister sought him out, and when Jessie spotted her, it felt like a weight was lifted off of his chest, and he could breath again. She wasn't talking to any intimidating college-aged kids, she wasn't busy playing with kids her age. No, she, maybe, felt as out of place as him. Either way, Jessie grinned big, to the point the sunlight briefly gleamed off of his white teeth. "[color=1A7023]Mariah,[/color]" he fake-scolded, trying to not laugh at her mocking. He hadn't overheard that particular conversation, but he could fill in the blanks. He followed the direction in which she nodded, tilting his head at the woman's plate of food. Honestly, sometimes, his own plate looked like that. It wasn't often there were many vegetarian choices, after all. He just had [i]a lot[/i] more salad on his. "[color=1A7023]Maybe she isn't very hungry...[/color]" he said, redirecting his focus onto his older sibling and finally noticing her outfit. He smiled. "[color=1A7023]You look really nice, by the way,[/color]" he told her, reaching over to take a dumpling, but then stopping. "[color=1A7023]Wait... do they have meat?[/color]" he asked. Admittedly, they looked pretty good, but he wasn't willing to break almost five years of no meat for one dumpling.