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Post by melody on Sept 25, 2008 19:50:46 GMT -5
Smiling at her, he nodded his head. "Nice meeting you too." Grinning, he started walking. Turning around, he walked backwards. "Will I see you again?" He called out.
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Post by solitaire on Sept 25, 2008 19:52:45 GMT -5
"Maybe!" she called back, waving. "Maybe someday," she said more to herself. She waved again and turned away, walking back to her home.
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Post by sarahjacobs on Jun 7, 2009 2:30:31 GMT -5
*New Day*
Sarah Jacobs sat in the open area of Pelham Bay Park. Underneath her was an old quilt that she had made, thanks to the skills her mother had taught her. It was a beautiful day to be outside; a day that was neither too hot nor too cold, which was a rare occasion for a New York summer.
She took a bite from her apple and leaned back, leisurely.
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Post by matchstick on Jul 3, 2009 16:02:01 GMT -5
((New day))
Matchstick pulled Waltz along until they where in the open area, then promptly collapsed on the ground, gazing up at the sky. "I love it here..."
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Post by waltz on Jul 4, 2009 21:41:09 GMT -5
They had been walking for a while and Waltz nearly had to run to keep up. "Match, where're we goin'?" She said laughing, her dark hair flying out behind her. She was immensely happy when they finally stopped, especially in such a beautiful park. Lying down next to him, she looked up at the clear sky. It was so peaceful.
"Ya know, I've never thought practically being kidnapped would be so fun," Waltz joked. She had never been more comfortable around anyone else since she first became a newsie. For once, she felt like she could just be herself.
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Post by matchstick on Jul 5, 2009 16:11:09 GMT -5
Matchstick smiled, "Your welcome" He joked back, he looked up at the clouds looking for different shapes. Matchstick spotted something that looked like Teddy Roosevelt!
He pointed at the cloud, "Hey look Waltz! Its Teddy!" Said Matchstick still joking, the cloud looked like some demented cow. Teddy Roosevelt was a good president, but he promised himself to never agree with any political laws, Matchstick made his own rules.
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Post by waltz on Jul 6, 2009 16:29:19 GMT -5
"Nah, that ain't Teddy," Waltz said. Her face already hurt from smiling. She cocked her head to the side as she examined the fluffy white cloud. It didn't really look like anything human. "It looks more like... like a dragon. Or is it a rabbit?" She contemplated, then laughed upon realizing that those two animals didn't look at all alike. Not in the slightest.
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Post by matchstick on Jul 6, 2009 18:14:41 GMT -5
"Neither, I think its a cow..." Matchstick looked at the cloud closer, "A very strange, deformed cow" He decided.
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Post by waltz on Jul 7, 2009 17:09:03 GMT -5
Eyebrows raised, Waltz answered incredulously. "What farm have ya been to exactly? That's a rabbit. Definitely." It was a silly argument, but she didn't mind. At least it was amusing. After all, a day with Matchstick was anything but boring, that's for sure.
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Post by matchstick on Jul 7, 2009 17:22:28 GMT -5
"I's thought ya said it was'a dragon?" Matchstick said obviously teasing. This was a good day for Matchstick, not only did he meat an amazing person, that he really liked but she liked him back. He still couldn't believe it, but what he really could believe is that she thought that cloud was a bunny! She couldn't be serious.
Matchstick looked at Waltz again, her dark brown hair was in her face, her smile was almost as big as his was, most of all she looked beautiful. 'She is my goilfriend?' He thought, then he looked back up at the cloud. Maybe it did look more like a bunny....
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