She had been the last to arrive, finding a vacant parking spot near the last row of cars. It seemed a bit more crowded than expected, but she didn't mind waiting.
Stepping out of the black silverado, she mindlessly pushed the automatic lock button, her eyes watching the headlights flicker on and off as a reply to her command.

Tossing her hair behind her shoulders, she advanced towards the front, noticing a familiar person leaning up against his vehicle. Assuming it was Jake, she simply smiled and stepped forth, her mahogany eyes bright.
"Jake I presume?"

She had been dressed in a casual black tanktop with a funky pink design running up the sides and meeting eachother near her chest and torso. It was one of her favorite shirts, and whenever it was clean, she'd always picked it over anything else.
Couldn't say much about her pants. Just a regular pair of faded blue jeans with a small hole on the knee. They were old, but definetly Brenna's most comfortable pair.
"Yeah!"
She replied, her mahogany eyes following the gaze of the boy's, noticing Kris waiting inside.
"Is that Kris?"
She asked, running her fingers through her straightened brown hair.

She advanced toward the door, smiling as she walked through.
"Well aren't you just a gentleman."
She smirked, referring to his door-opening actions.
Making her way over to Kris, she held out a soft hand, a bright smile across her glossed lips.
"Hey Kris!"
She exclaimed, withdrawing her hand before it could be touched and deciding to give her a light hug instead.

"Haha, yeah."
She giggled, her eyes lingering to the light commotion of the pizzeria. It wasn't too bad, maybe a few crying babies or a couple having their own, secluded argument. The smell of the building itself was just a pure heavenly scent.
"Before my stomach decides to take over, let's hurry up and order!"
She exclaimed, a small giggle to follow.