Mary sipped at her coffee, walking down the street. It sucked having to leave the house for her daily caffeine, but her coffee-maker had broken a few days earlier, and her mom wouldn't buy a new one. She would just have to make do with the trip to the shop and then to work every morning. 

Luke was bored and wandered the streets, shuffling his feet. He had nothing to do, and no one to do it with. So, of course, he figured that he could find Mary. She should be at her grandmother's bakery by now.

Josh laid on his hard matress in silence as he listened to his father scream at him in a slurred voice. A bruise on his left cheek, that circled his eye, throbbed painfully and he was still struggling to hold back tears of fury.

He was sick of his father being drunk; he was sick of his father having another woman over every night. He was tired of being beaten and stuffed in the attic like a worn-out doll.

Grinding his teeth together, Josh opened his dusty window and started to climb out.

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Jace sat in the park ontop of an old checkered blanket with several hole in it. He had a book pried open, and was reading silently to himself. The wind ruffled his silver hair, causing it to drift in front of his glas$es. He frowned and moved his hair.

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Charlotte blinked, dangling her feet off of the edge of the tree branch she was sitting on. Below she could see Jace reading, some other people, and something not everyone else could; dead people.

One man in particular, with what looked like a pocket knife sticking out of his chest, was wandering around looking for people to help him. She shuddered delicately and looked away, towards the sky.

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Sarah sat in the gras$, picking wild flowers and then plucking the petals off one by one. "He loves me," she mused to herself. "He's going to hell." She pulled off another. "He loves me." Another petal. "He's going to hell." She continued this with a smirk on her face.

( It's not like Josh to cry. :( )
( Mmm. Something to do, something to do.. )

Jace blinked up at her through his bangs. He said slowly, "Hi. I do think it's a nice day. My book is about war. It's okay. I'd like to see your book." He smirked and looked up at her through his hair; he never had been comfortable around guys or girls, sadly for him. And nobody seemed to like the fact that he was bisexual. It seemed to creep a lot of people out.

((LOL. Prince Charming is bisexual, bad with people, and is a total dork ;D))

( Double post. :( )

Josh's left foot caught the edge of the window as he stepped out, and he tripped and stumbled, falling off of his place on the roof. He hit the cement with a painful thud, and laid there for a second or two, trying to tell if he had broken anything. He hadn't.

Standing up, he walked into the park with a grim ex
pression, ignoring the startled looks people gave him as they caught sight of the bruise on his face.

People seemed to have problems today. Rubix let out a slow sigh, still standing on the corner. "Oh but for the days when my life had meaning," he muttered. "How terrible."

[*Pokes Moo* Can I for please? *Blinks* Rubix is soo boring.]

Mary finished off her coffee and walked into the bakery. None of the lights were on, so she was a little worried. Her grandmother was usually here by now. "Hello?" she called. Getting no response, Mary checked by the cash register for any notes. Sure enough, she found a yellow Post-it covered in her grandmother's scrawl:

Red - Can you deliver today's orders? I'm feeling sick today.

Love, Gramma

Mary smiled and wrote "Sure" on the bottom of the note. She gathered the boxes from behind the counter and set off to hand them out. She made a mental note to bring something to her grandmother later.

The easiest way to get anywhere in WindSong was to go through the park. This was clearly evident by the many people already there when Luke arrived. There was a couple talking about a book, as well as a few others. As he p*censored*ed by a kid with a huge bruise on his face, Luke couldn't help asking the boy, "Who won?"

((Can you what please? o__O))

((Not too late ;D))

Josh blinked at Luke evenly, carefully keeping tabs on his temper. "My dad," he mumbled, walking away at a slightly faster pace. He didn't feel like talking to anyone at this second, nor did he feel like explaining what had happened.

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Charlotte started to climb out of her tree, pinching her eyes shut as the man with the pocket knife in his chest walked by her. Shivers ran up her spine. After a few minutes of standing there, she opened her eyes and let out a sigh of relief; the man was gone.

She started to walk in a different direction.

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"He's going to hell," Sarah finished, pulling the last petal off of the flower. She tossed it to the side and stood up, brushing herself off. Today she was wearing ripped jeans, black converse, a black graphic t-shirt, and she had her nose piercing in. She chuckled a little to herself as she walked; Charlotte had always hated that piercing.

Derek blinked at Charlotte, sprinting after her. "What's up? It looks like you just saw a gost.." He grinned, looking down at her, he was slightly taller.

( It's like he knows, lol. xD )

Charlotte blushed a light scarlet color, blinking a few times before dragging her eyes away from Derek. "Not always," she said quietly. "Only every day that ends with Y." She smiled a little before looking up at him. She was feeling a little better now, and her color was starting to come back.

((Mercy - I'm sure you can read two pages. ))