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From her comfortable spot on the bench Elizabeth could hear people talking in the distance. The voices sounded familiar, but from people rarely spoken too. Without seeing their faces, she simply could not identify them. Oh, were they breaking up?​

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The nerve of that boy, accusing his girl of cheating when he had done the same.​

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No, wait. She hated when people listened in on her conversations, so she should have the same respect and not listen on to others' conversation. And so she got up and began heading back home, where she spent the rest of the evening at.​

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Not long after returning home did her brother return, shouting something about how he finally got to talk to an idolized student and how another one actually invited him someplace. He even made a note to ask her to come along.​

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It was nice, seeing him so happy. Especially after how poorly the email affected him the other day. She may even come along with him tomorrow, to make sure the invite wasn't just another joke. Seeing him crushed on those events...why, it broke her heart. She was an older sister after all, so even if he forgot she existed sometimes and they weren't on the best of terms it felt as if it was her duty to protect him, especially since their parents wouldn't. And with his... condition it gave her all the more reason to watch out over the boy.​

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Speaking of, she even went in and made sure he wouldn't stay up late. It started a fight, one that ended with the removal of his PS3, but in the end he finally gave in and went to bed.​

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Temperance was rooted to the spot on the ground by her car. She sat there frozen till the sky started to darken and the street lights flickered to life. She was freezing but her body had become numb to the cold. Most of her limbs looked a shade of purple and she could see her breath in the chilly evening air. Her eyes were red and puffy, make-up streaked down her face, and her throat was dry and hoarse. She had to get up, to go home. It was just so hard. She hadn't moved in hours. Her limbs were tight and sore. stretch, she told herself. if you don't go home you'll freeze to death. temperance bit down on her lip and took a deep breath as she forced herself to stand upright.

The warm air in her car made every nerve ending burn. She was so cold it burned. She choked back another sob on her drive. The traffic was lighter now. It made getting home a lot faster.

Once home, things weren't any better. The house was empty, so temperance raced upstairs to her room and locked the door. It wasn't safe if she didn't latch the deadbolt on her bedroom door. Her room was a shade of sea foam green with lavender bed sheets on a queen sized bed in the middle of the room. There was a computer on a glass desk in the corner of the room. She dropped her purse in the middle of the floor and walked over to the walk-in closet and pulled out a set of silk pajamas. She was still shaking from the cold, but managed to curl up under the covers of the blanket. She flipped off the light switch and pulled her phone up next to her face.

It was warm under the blankets. She could finally feel some of her feeling coming back to her limbs. The cold was being shivered right out of her body. Temperance scrolled through her tumblr, Facebook, and twitter until she finally dozed off for the night--exhausted from the cold, the crying, and the chaos.

 

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Tobacco. Alcohol. Sweat.

Her immunity to this sick combination of scents must have been worn off during her time away. How long had it been, even? At least a month. Now that she was back, her time elsewhere seemed surreal. She was still shaking from earlier; though much less frequently and for reasons she could not comprehend. She wasn't scared anymore, was she? No. That feeling had passed a long time ago. She didn't feel anything other than exhaustion now. She was so tired.

Please, just let me sleep.

Madeline sat on a couch with her knees pressed firmly together and fingertips curled around the top of her purse. Across from her, a tall, scraggly young man sat with a cigarette pinched between his lips and his back curved into a sinking loveseat. They had been sitting there for a good five minutes and he had yet to actually say anything to her. He had been staring since the moment he opened the apartment door for her. He seemed dumbfounded as to why she was there, actually.

"Madeline," He said calmly before taking a deep suck on his cigarette. He removed it from his mouth and flashed a small smile. The thick smoke swirled around him as he leaned forward. "Why are you here, precious?"

Her eyes lifted to meet his reluctantly. Reuben was Kera's son. Well, one of the ones Madeline actually met during her time at Uncle Reed's. He was twenty-two and spoiled rotten. She honestly didn't know much about him. She did, however, know that he made a living off of drugs, alcohol and sex. She wasn't sure how much of a 'living' that actually was, but he had helped her out on multiple occasions with cash so she didn't complain.

"My mom went crazy again. She's probably off the medication...I don't want to go home. I'm tired--" She failed to hold back a yawn and he let out a low chuckle, throwing and smashing the cigarette out on the carpet underneath the heel of his right foot. Slob.

"Sure, sure." He muttered; his voice sharp with the tiniest trace of disappointment.

He stood, disappeared into a hallway, and moments later returned with a blanket and a pillow. Madeline nearly forgot to catch them when he threw them her way. When she failed to respond to his offer with any sort of appreciation, he stepped closer until he was hovering slightly over her. She continued to stay quiet and still as he ran his fingers through her long hair and kissed the top of her head.

"Don't worry, lovely." He purred. His fingers left her and he stepped away to turn off the living room lamp. "You don't have to work tonight. Just rest."

In minutes, she curled up and collapsed on that filthy couch, completely oblivious to everything around her.

 

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The first step of his day involved sneaking into Elizabeth's room and steal back his PS3 without waking her. Normally she was the first up, when he actually slept that is, but for this he was willing to wake early.

Success! But what else should anyone expect from the great hero but to succeed? Especially at such a simple quest. And as a reward he received hours of gameplay in which he slayed several beasts, saved the townsfolk, and had the perfect relationship with the most stunning girl among his party members. Sure he wasn't his custom made character in this video game, but that mattered little as it still acted like the escape he needed.

"Stop fighting!" He shouted over the tv at one point as his parents shouted downstairs but to no avail, so he resorted to his headphones once more. No wonder Elizabeth went on those walks all the time.

Speaking of, she seems to have just returned from one now, coming into his room without knocking. Well she said she did, and that his headphones simply blocked it out. Yeah, right. Lies! Even with them he could hear everything. He was just that amazing!

"It's almost time for Quin's concert, so we better get going now."

Oh. Right. How could he forget that? It made him feel apart of something for the first time in a while, so he actually thanked the email for that. Or was the fact Quin was also a receiver was just a coincidence? Well in any case he had to get ready now, so he shoo'd Elizabeth out and began dressing.

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Anthony thought he had gotten in and out of her room without waking her, but the truth in the matter was that she simply choose not to get up to deal with him. It was too early for that and besides, it made him happy to think he got away with things like that.

So instead she waited to hear his game start playing before getting up and getting ready for the day. Once dressed she ran down stairs for a cup of coffee and a book before exiting the house and returning to her spot in the park. It was much better being there without a couple fighting in the background. Relaxing, as it should be. She easily got lost in the book she had brought and could have remained there if it were not for the blaring sound her phone made, reminding her of the event that they were partaking in today.

"Right..."

Sighing she headed back home and went to tell Anthony. She didn't have to remind him, she could have left without him. So he should have thanked her instead of being so rude to the point of even pushing her out of his room. She then had to stand there and wait around for her brother to shower and dress, which took longer than it should have. Because come on, no matter what he wore it was covered in that oversized jacket of his and all of his jeans looked the same so that hardly mattered.

Either way he came out smiling and practically bounced down the staircase, singing some song. It was impossible to tell which as all the lyrics were probably wrong or made up and the tone was all over the place. She tried stopping him several times but in the end he sang all the way to Sealand Park.

 

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7:30AM - Two cups of coffee and that's it. Your dad left you a note, you read it: " I'll be sure to be at your concert, love. Good luck for the rest of your day. Oh, your grandma might be coming too, but I'm not sure, don't get your hopes up. "

Until 6:30PM - Despair and rejoice at the people who are coming. Who knows, she might not even be there - but why would she even come in the first place? Grandmother knows all; she must have figured out that father wanted to visit mother. She wanted to be there, to be over Kallisti's shoulder, whispering horrible things in her ear, reminding her that mother hated her forever. She couldn't think about things like that, not today. She was going to play for a lot of people, and she didn't want to mess up because a malicious woman may or may not show up.

She told Elizabeth, and she said not to worry about it; Kallisti would be so wrapped up in playing beautifully that the guests wouldn't matter, it would be just her, and the music. Soon after that, Kallisti began to ponder if falling in love with her music counted as romance. If this " demoness " was really clever, then she guessed so. There were only thirty minutes now, until the concert would begin, and she wasn't even at the park, yet.

Her father was so oblivious. He didn't know anything about grandmother or her uncle. That was for the best.

6:34PM - Kallisti decided that she should get to the park, to set up. Elizabeth might already be there, waiting for her, and would probably chide her for not being their earlier - this was her concert after all. She then proceeded to get dressed, feeling very elated for today's happenings, and grabbed all of her stuff: her bag, keys, and violin case. She hopped into her car, and drove north on 62nd Ave, until she reached the Coy City Music Theater ( and giant gazebo ) at the Park.

" Finally, Quintus. " Elizabeth said, meeting the girl at the car, " You're never one to be late. " she commented, and Kallisti frowned at her, telling her that she didn't think she was really all that late, " Well, no matter. We should get to practicing. You've got a big night ahead of you! "

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Temperance had spent her entire day wallowing in bed. She only managed to pull herself out from under the covers twice-- both times to use the bathroom. She couldn't bare it. Getting out of her bed was too painful. Temperance managed to reply to a couple of texts on her phone, write a sad post on tumblr, and change her relationship status on facebook. Not only did she get in that huge fight with Josh and break up, but she would have to face him the next day. It would be horrible. Not only would she see him in class, but after school when she was practicing and the Monday night game.​

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Maybe I should just break all the rules and let it be over with now. Why wait? The thought of her days literally being numbered was more terrifying then not knowing when you could potentially die. This 'C' person wanted them to live like every day was their last, because it potentially could be their last if they didn't follow her rules. It was infuriating. She still didn't fully believe it, but reading all the old Greek myths had her a lot more superstitious.​

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Temperance managed to finally pull herself out of bed and go eat around 6:30. She was a mess and still home alone. There was some leftover pizza in the refrigerator and she ate it quickly, still cold. She liked leftover pizza better when it was cold. There was something about it that was more appealing. She didn't want to go out, but the house was still empty. Her mom and stepdad wouldn't be back til Tuesday. She could go to the park, but now the park was riddled with bitter memories. Not the swings. Nothing bad happened at the swings.​

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It took a lot of effort on her part, but she managed to gear herself up for some alone time on her favorite thing in the world. She still looked like a mess. Temperance had put on her dirty jeans from the day before, traded the pajama top for a white tank top, slipped a grey extra-large crew neck sweatshirt over her head, and tossed her unbrushed black hair into a messy bun. There were brown square sunglasses concealing her eyes and the day old make-up on her face. She only put time into cleaning off the mascara streaks that had covered her cheeks, not fixing the make up all together. Temperance never went out without making sure she looked immaculate, but today it didn't matter. It probably wouldn't matter all week. ​

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It was cold outside, her nose and fingers red, but she didn't mind. It helped take the sting away from the pain in her chest. Today, she decided to go somewhere different. Normally she just walked to the park down the street from her house, but a drive seemed in order. Everyone was talking about Quintus's performance at Sealand Park. It wasn't her style music, and she wouldn't even sit near the performace area, but she figured she might listen. The playground was barely visible from the stage. It helped keep people from getting distracted by the noisy children. Fortunately for Temperance, there weren't any children out. It was a cool, quiet, evening to herself on the swings. She hoped her frumpy apparel and the sunglasses would help disguise her, since there were bound to be people from school here. The last thing she wanted was to be recognized.​

 

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And here he was, off walking off to the concert said to be taking place at the Sealand Park. It really amazed Altair how the old man knew so much about the city's activities. Whenever a certain event occurred he would know, it must have been because of his old age. According to the man’s stories, when he was young he was energetic and youthful, but do to his very old age it seems catching up on the city’s activities was the only real thing that kept him feeling young.​

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The news of this concert piqued Altair’s interest a little. Like the old man said he was a fan of classical music and lately he really had nothing to do. Yesterday seemed promising, but in the end it was totally boring. Originally he was supposed to dine on some sushi with the guy and his friends, but unfortunately he received a call from his grandfather. In the end he had to cancel his plans and run over to the nearest pharmacy and pick up some pills.​

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When Ash left her room, dressed and ready, the first person she ran into was Aiko. ​

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"Hey Sis, I heard something is going on in Sealand Park today," She started, "Can we go? PLEASE PLEASE? PLEASE?!"​

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"Oh, Ash, will you take Aiko out for the day?" When the two sisters turned around, they saw their mither at the corner of the hallway, "Your father and I plan to take Esme to the mall to start Christmas shopping, and you know how that's like when Aiko's around." ​

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Yuna drove to the park. She wondred if she'd see Aileen and the others there. It seemed like everyone was going. If it wasn't for the fact she had finished her homework, had nothing to do, and that Eileen was the closest thing she had to a friend at the moment, she wouldn't bother. Might be fun though. She checked the time. It was 6:45 PM. "Looks like I have time to eat." Yuna said out loud. She pulled into the Mini-Mart and got out. Locking her car, she darted in quickly. She wanted some chips, maybe a drink, and possibly saome candy. But there were so many choices. What to choose, what to choose?​

 

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Still unsure about what to do today, Xavier was sitting in his room, staring at the ceiling with hopes of thinking of something. He feeling like getting something to eat since he'd recently eaten and with his metabolism, he could go a little while longer without eating. There always was going for a walk, but that would only last for so long before he headed home again. Wait, wasn't there suppose to be a concert tonight at the park. That's right there was. Hopping off his bed, he glance at the clock to see that it was a little bit after 6:30. If memory serves,it starts at 7:00. If that's the case then I'd better hurry. Now knowing what he wanted to today, he quickly left his house and headed towards the park.

 

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Madeline was stirred by the sound of the apartment door opening; and deep, obnoxious voices booming from each side of her. She forced her eyes to snap open and sat up straight within seconds. Her fingers combed through her knotted hair as she searched frantically for her bag, digging through it with urgency before pulling her phone out and flicking her finger across the screen. It illuminated, alerting her that it was already 6:20 PM. How could she have slept for that long? Emotions really were draining, weren't they? She'd have to start holding back again.

The voices got louder and she snapped out of her stupor. Their shouts were muffled to her; low and grumbling, as blocked with an invisible wall. This was intentional. She refused to hear anything they had to say. She had taught herself to be as unresponsive as possible. Usually Reuben would step in and stop anything that got too bad. He told her long ago that he had a soft spot for her. They were 'family', after all.

Sure enough, after three agonizing minutes or so, they were led into another room by Reuben. Before he vanished down the hall, he nodded towards Madeline's bag again and flashed her another smile. She let out a gasp of breath she had been holding as she heard the door close, and reached her hand back into her bag. At first, she found nothing, but then her fingers traced over a familiar texture. She wrapped her hand around it and pulled out a wad of cash bundled up with a rubberband and a note attached.

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She smiled, honestly. That nickname brought back the good kind of memories. Sometimes, she felt like he really cared about her. Sometimes.

She counted the money. $350. What was this even for? Just out of the kindness of his heart? Or would she have to make up for it later? She couldn't tell and didn't care to find out. Instead, she pulled herself up and grabbed her keys; stepping out of the apartment and back to her car.

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She told Quintus that she would be at her concert, so she would. There was no way she was going home, so she stopped by the mall and picked out something to wear. She changed in the bathroom and threw her old outfit into the backseat. The whole drive to Sealand Park was spent debating on whether or not to burn or trash it. She didn't want anymore distractions or thoughts of Thomas. He hadn't called or text'd her back so she was done trying. She could find someone else to do a stupid photoshoot.

When she arrived at the park, she quickly found parking and exited her car. It was a cool day out. The gentle breeze carried the warmth of Autumn with it. It felt good. A nice change from Reuben's apartment and her own muggy home. The amphitheater was large without being overwhelming, and there were still many open seats (though more and more people were starting to arrive). Madeline took this opportunity to find a seat in the back, alone, where she was most comfortable.

Hunger hit her suddenly and she groaned. This was her eating day and she had completely forgotten to grab a bottle of water or something from the mall. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Hopefully she could make it through.

 

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Having arrived at the park, Altair smiled and walked into the theatre. There were many free seats and many opportune places for him to sit down at. The question of where to sit wasn't an issue since the best place to sit in Altair's opinion was the front. The closer he was to the music the more he would be able to listen to the music in piece.

With a seat in sight, Altair was about to start his trek towards the seat but stopped as he noticed somebody familiar nearby "hmm oh its you!" Altair said with a smile as he looked over at Madeline and raised his hand in a sign of greeting. There was one thing that was bugging him since Friday and he really wished to set things right. "Sorry if I scared you off on Friday, I didn't mean to trouble you" Altair said sincerely. "Anyways I hope you enjoy the concert. I always find it more easier to enjoy the music if you sit up at the front, but that's just my opinion" Altair said as he glanced back at the stage and closed his eyes "Classical musical is good to soothe the mind" Altair said. He was never good at small talk but he at least had to try​

 

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It was a Sunday, meaning that Aileen didn't have ballet. Still, she woke up 6 am. She was just too accustomed to getting up early in the morning. She had a load of fun yesterday. It was funny, though. She could not remember clearly what had happened at that sushi bar. She got to know some knew people, and eat delicious food. Perhaps she had too much fun? She knew one thing for certain, however, and that was the fact that she did not drink. Ballerinas and alcohol just don't mix.

She sat up and stretched her arms and neck. She then proceeded to brush her teeth and wash her face. Afterwards, Aileen sat in front of her computer and logged into Tumblr. She reblogged and liked a couple of pictures, while also looking for dresses for Quin's concert tonight. Her goal today was to find a dress to wear to that concert. Aileen stood up then walked down to her family's kitchen.

As she walked down the stairs and the hallway to the kitchen, she noticed that the house seemed extremely empty. On the kitchen table there was a note folded up, and slid under the centerpiece, along with two fifty dollar bills. Aileen sighed as she carefully lifted the centerpiece, unfolded the note and read it. It was her mother's handwriting.

"Aileen, your father and I are heading off to visit Alice at her university. We will be back by tomorrow morning. We left you money to buy whatever you said you needed.​

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Aileen was frustrated. She ripped up the note and threw it into the garbage. Great. Now I have to bus to the mall. And after she said that she would go dress shopping with me too. She didn't even remember what I wanted to buy. Just...whatever. She made herself french toast and ate alone. After breakfast, she got changed, pulled her hair into a high, side ponytail and left to walk to the bus.​

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It took her three hours to find the dress she wanted, and the sales person was not very helpful. "If it's not on the rack, then we don't have it," she said. Yeah right. She had eaten lunch at the food court and had also browsed through some of the makeup stores. She spent a total of 6 hours at the mall, which was more than enough. She got on the bus home. ​

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Interaction. How irritating. It was the last thing she wanted, hence sitting in the back. She ignored him at first, just for a few moments, but then took a deep breath. The whole point of going to this concert was to make up for Friday, right? She had freaked out on this guy earlier, it made no sense to treat him like filth now. She smiled softly and nodded awkwardly. What was she supposed to say? She couldn't just blurt out that her hatred of people drove her to sit in the back--and she didn't want to tell him that what happened on Friday was okay, because it wasn't. Not for her. It couldn't be helped though.

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"We're here Lizzy!"

"Don't call me that."

His sister seemed to have brought a book along, one which she intended to read until the music started playing. And so she found a spot near the back, just a few rows in front of two people talking about a past event of some sort. She wouldn't be able to know more unless she listened in on the conversation, but since that was the one thing she disliked most, or second most more like, she began reading instead.

This left Anthony to wander off on his own, finding his way to the front rows. There didn't seem to be many others here at this point, so he found a spot in the very first row and watched as more people started to come.

What did Quin even play? It was the violin, right? If only he had asked after the invite, but she left so suddenly then... The network said violin though so that must be it.

Bored of waiting already he opt'd to laying down instead of sitting, humming something and rocking back and forth as the limited amount of space disallowed rolling.

 

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With a short silence from the girl and the sudden response, Altair glanced over back at the girl with a smile "ah...I see it makes sense" Altair said as he placed his hands back into his pockets "In that case I should stop bothering you with my meaningless chatter" Altair said closing his eyes calmly "Guess I'll see you again...or never...that all depends on fate" Altair said, his usual carefree tone had change to a much more serious and calm one. With this he simply walked off towards the front and took a seat with his arms crossed.

 

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...Never? What did he mean? Was he talking about that stupid email? She wouldn't lie and say that she wouldn't be pleased with never having to interact again (with anyone, really), but the way he had said it was eerie and a little annoying. ​

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Temperance rubbed her hands together and breathed warm air over her fingers. They were freezing, but she managed to ignore it for the most part. Normally when she sat on the swings she pumped vigorously, but today she was barely moving. The swing rocked back and forth as her feet did. Heel toe, heel toe, heel toe.
She swayed her body with the movement and scrolled through the pictures on her phone, meticulously deleting each of the ones containing Josh. It hurt, and a new wave of tears came pouring out of her eyes as she did. Temperance was thankful for no one coming to the playground. The all seemed to be moving to the amphitheatre without paying her a second glance. She could handle that.

The thought of anyone seeing her was humiliating, but she couldn't sit at home alone. Hiding in her bed all day was torture enough. She needed to be out in the fresh cool air, sitting on the swings and listening to music. Monday was going to be a nightmare, but she was trying not to think about it right now.

Right now she had to delete the pictures. Delete all the pictures of him. To focus on that one small simple task.

 

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Once the talking behind her stopped Elizabeth's mind began processing thoughts of its own again, which in turn drowned out the book now instead. Deciding that meant the end of reading time she stuffed the book into her bag, which she then dug through and withdrew a box of animal crackers. As long as the play had not began yet she saw no harm in eating a bit, and so that's exactly what she started doing.​

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Oh look, a little elephant. Crunch, and the elephant was no more.​

 

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Abby was running late. Her alarm hadn't gone off and she'd woken up way later than she'd planned. She was annoyed at herself, she'd been so excited about this too and she did not want to be late. Yesterday had been quiet but it had been nice, she'd ended up by the lake and had just sat there for a while. She'd enjoying the peace and quiet, while imagining allsorts of magical things happening under the water and just out of her view. Life was so much more exciting inside her head. Though it'd be nice to share it with someone every now and again. She wasn't a loner on purpose, it just sort of ended up that way.

She'd been thrilled when she got back and checked her tumblr. First Anthony had been liking and reblogging all her stuff, which made her happy that someone liked her stuff, as well as even commenting that he liked her tumblr. That felt amazing to know someone liked what she did and in her mind anyone who liked dragons couldn't be bad. She hadn't really spoken much to Anthony before but now she definitely wanted to, he seemed like so much fun to know.

However, that wasn't even the thing she'd got most excited about. She'd returned to find one special message from 'risefromtheashes' aka Tyler, where he'd actually asked if she wanted to go to Quin's concert with him and even given her his number. After a few minutes at staring at the message to make sure it was real, she'd quickly responded to tell him she'd love to. She'd been planning on going anyway but the fact that Tyler asked her was just amazing. That was why right now she was in a massive rush. She never cared that much about appearances and she never wore make up but she wanted to look roughly okay. She dragged a brush through her hair and made sure her clothes looked okay, grabbing everything she needed.

She decided to take her bike as it was a decent walk but she couldn't drive so cycling halved the time it took and it was actually pretty fun. She took the route down by the lake as it was actually quite beautiful and so much nicer to ride by than the busy roads. Still she didn't stop to admire it today, she blasted her way down the path, free wheeling it a bit, her hair flying out behind her and on towards where she'd planned to meet Tyler. Eventually she rounded the corner to their agreed meeting place, relieved to not only be there on time but the first one there.