This Time Alone

[Mercedes Kearney]

Sadie sat on the old abandoned bridge alone. She was smoking a cigarette, something she shouldnt be doing, but she really couldnt help it. She was so emotional lately and she was trying to not get mad at anyone. She looked over the bridge and sighed. Atleast she was alone up here. She hadnt had much alone time recently and the thing that killed her the most was that she wasnt allowed to ride. Sadie took another drag of her cigarette and closed her eyes before opening them again a moment later

[Josh Cooper]

Josh, not finding anything at the High School, needed inspiration for a new song. He paced around at his house for a while, until he finally remembered McWhorter's. He decided to take the bus nearby, grab his guitar, and head by the bridge where he would play some stuff until he had an Epiphany. When he arrived, he saw someone was there. Knowing the risk of bums, he approached with caution.

[Mercedes Kearney]

Sadie sighed and looked over to see who was coming as she heard feet breaking sticks. She saw him vaugley and recognized him as a friend of Viks. She waited for him to approach and took a deep breath. She was so stressed out and she hated feeling like this

[Josh Cooper]

Josh, upon firther appraoch, found out it was the girl who threw that party a bit back. She seemed pretty alright, so now he continued to play, which he had stopped when he saw the figure. He approached with a friendly smile. "What is a girl like you doing in a place like this," he asked jokingly.

[Mercedes Kearney]

Sadie smiled softly. "I guess I'm not who you thought I was then" Sadie took another drag of her cigarette and then looked back up at Josh. "I just needed some time alone I spose." She put her cigarette out then lit up another taking a drag. "and may I ask why you are here. Its not exactly the most well known place in the world'

[Josh Cooper]

"Oh really," he said with a raised eyebrow when she said she wasn't who he thought I was. He was intrigued. Very intrigued.

"Well, I'm a musician and my bands songwriter. I need some inspiration, and where better of a place to go then here," he said, looking around. The serene environment showed an influence of modern and past, and was perfect.

"Well, good place for being alone. It was a 1 in 1,000,000 shot that I would've been here anyways," he said with a laugh. She looked good tonight. She looked good at the party. She looked good anywhere, but Josh kept to himself. He just let his eyes scan while he continued to play.

[Mercedes Kearney]

Sadie smiled. "well I could of guessed that anyways. But this is a pretty great place if your looking to write a song. I mean, how can all of the litter and that old stolen shopping cart over thier not help you?" Yes this place was a dump, but it was somewhere different. Sometimes Sadie got so bored of the huge house she lived in and she wanted to do something that wasnt expected of her

[Josh Cooper]

"No..," he said giving her a look of disapproval. He could tell she didn't see the essenc eof the beauty. She couldn't imagine the history.

"Imagine life here, before the new bridge," he said, trying to paint a picture. "Imagine old cars bustling across here. Imagine the atmosphere of this area. Imagine the ground be cleaned of litter and the grass green and the trees high," he said a she began to get excited. He really enjoyed the history of things, and this was a great example of a bad use to an old relic. "This, this is more then just a bum's shelter. This is history," he said, finally, then giving a sigh.

[Mercedes Kearney]

Sadie smiled softly. "See Josh this is why you write music and why I ride horses. You have a creative mind, I live to compete to feel the wind in my hair" She took another drag of her cigarette. Sadie did sometimes have trouble seeing the true beauty of things. It was hard for her. She had been doing the same thing all of her life. She usually didnt have to make decisions for herself

[Josh Cooper]

"Ah, it's fine. My parents either that I was insane or genius," he said with a chuckle. It was true. He loved seeing everything when he was younger, then researching it. McWhorters was a favorite of his historically.

"So, I think you just gave me inspiration," he said, smiling, as he began to play a new tune on his guitar.

[sorry, gotta go off. Continue tomorrow?]