New York Minute

Scarlet

2010-01-12T08:22:00.001-08:00

Tomorrow was the big day, the day she took the long plane ride from her small hometown of Greenfield, Oregon, to the big city of New York. Though she didn’t want to leave her family, she needed something new, an adventure. It was time for Scarlet Benochi to grow up and start a life of her own in The Big Apple. She had always been very family oriented person, so moving wouldn’t be easy.

The next day she packed up all her bags and prepared for her trip. Her family had a big going away dinner to send her off. As she hugged all of her loved ones and said her goodbyes, tears welled up in her eyes. She couldn’t believe she was going to be thousands of miles from these people whom she loved so much, but she had to be strong. As she boarded her plane, she looked back at all she was leaving behind, but this time felt a sense of peace she was starting a life of her own, and it was going to be a great adventure.

When she got off the plane, she was so nervous. There were so many people all around her, and it was so chaotic. She took a cab to her new apartment and as she stepped in the door, she was less than amazed. It was kind of small and empty, but she knew with a little fixing up she knew she could make it a home.

by Hunter

Sabrina

2010-01-12T08:21:00.001-08:00

Sabrina Marie Johnson was just a simple girl from the little town of Bevier, Mo. She grew up with a good Christian family that instilled good character and Christian morals in her. She is the oldest of her other two siblings, therefore she’s always had to be the one to take up more responsibilities in the household.

She enjoyed the little things in life. Blue jeans, a t-shirt, and cowgirl boots was her signature look. Her free time was spent working on her chevy pickup, and her 1100 shadow, her pride and joy. Well and before everything in her perfect life came crashing down, it was spending time with that special someone, after all he could do was just constantly consumes her thoughts.
It seemed like more and more it was getting harder to distract herself from his memory. She could still remember how he smelled and looked the last time she saw him. How he looked at her with that crooked smile and told her that he loved her. She knew he wasn’t lying, he was genuine about it. It made her heart beat more rapidly as she gazed into his eyes. She could feel the tears coming. This was bad, she didn’t like letting anyone see her cry, especially him. He always had a way of getting to her emotions, no matter how hard she tried denying it, he really did. He owned her heart. It was the inevitable. No matter how much she wished it wasn’t so, especially now, when he wasn’t with her. When it killed her that she couldn’t hold him, kiss him, or tell him how much she loved him.
That’s what growing up does to us though. It makes us get in touch with reality. Life can’t always be like it was in high school. You can’t always look to your parents for help and to do everything for you. We have to do things on our own now, for ourselves. That’s what he did. He’s pursued his dream. And this dream took him to New York. XXX miles away from her. But she couldn’t keep him from leaving; she’d hate herself if she did. He had to go, she had no choice. Even though he gave her the choice, she knew it wasn’t hers to make. Even though with every inch of her being she wanted to chase him down the driveway as he left on that rainy Tuesday afternoon in the middle of may, and tell him that she didn’t want him to leave, that their love for each other would be enough to keep them both happy, but she knew deep down that he would never be as happy if he didn’t leave. So she watched as he drove off in his blue chevy pickup, as her world slowly fell beneath her, until she could finally see him disappear into the horizon. At that moment she knew she would never be the same.
Days passed on. Then turned into months, and she still mourned at the loss of her one true love. She tried distracting herself in her school work. She was attending a college about an hour from her home town. But even her chemistry and psych classes weren’t enough to take her mind off of him. She still yearned for his touch, his smell, his smile. Then the pain became to unbearable. She couldn’t take it anymore. She couldn’t take the need to hold him not being fulfilled. She had to see him, had to feel his warmth, and look into those dark brown eyes and get that feeling of security that everything was ok when she was in his arms again. It was slowly killing her inside. She wasn’t happy, as much as she tried making herself move on she just couldn’t. That’s when she made an impulsive decision to go find him. She played their meeting in her head a million times. In her dreams she would run up to him, wrap her arms around him and tell him that she couldn’t live another day without him. Then he would look in her eyes and tell her that he had felt as much pain as she had in the past few months and would never leave her again. That everything would be ok now that they were together. That was in her better dreams. There were still the ones that didn’t have such great endings. In the worst of her nightmares about him, she would find him moved on with another girl, some would be of him on a date with a former girlfriend, others would be of him at parties with several girls, and the worst were the ones where he would be living with a new girl, completely in love, and totally oblivious to the existence of Sabrina. These were the vivid dreams. In these she could feel her heart literally breaking in her body. These dreams always made her wake up in a sweat, usually crying and shaking.
The following morning she bought her plane ticket to New York. The whole time wondering if she was making the right decision. I mean what if he didn’t love her anymore, what if he had moved on. She couldn’t think about that though. She went through with the plan. That night she packed up her things and went to bed early. Though she didn’t sleep at all, she laid there ready for the day to come.

by Samantha

Avery

2010-01-11T12:57:00.000-08:00

Broadway. New York. These two things were constantly on Avery Farr’s mind. Ever since she was a little girl she wanted to go to New York. Now twenty-four, and sitting on the red velvet seats of a passenger train, she was headed for the Big Apple. Her head was still spinning after the past few days events.
Avery’s whole life, she had taken care of her ill mother. Her dreams were always put on hold until ten days ago today when she found out her mother had left her some money after her death. Avery looked out the window as the greenery flew by and started thinking.

She sat remembering the day she found out her mother had had a secret bank account set up for her. It was just a few days after the funeral when her mother’s lawyer, Tom Broker, contacted her and told her that her mother had left her something in her will and to come by his office. Avery hadn’t known her mother had even written a will, but she decided to go to find out what was left to her.
Once at Tom’s office, he read a letter her mother had written to her telling of how proud her mother was of her and how much she loved Avery. The letter also explained that Avery’s mother had set up a secret bank account when she was eight and had been depositing a small amount of money every month up until her death.

“How much exactly is in this bank account?” Avery asked wide-eyed.

“Well there’s about $19,400 in the account,” Tom read off, “your mother said she wanted you to use it to get to New York and rent an apartment so you can follow your dreams.”

Avery sat in the small chair still not believing that her mother had had this money set aside for her for all these years. Tears swelled in her eyes at the thought of her mother sacrificing so much even though her mother had been ill a majority of her life.

After leaving Tom’s office, Avery headed back home to think about all that happened and to plan her trip. The next few days went by in a blur as she started calling hotels and train services and of course packing.

Once everything was settled a few days later, Avery shoved her things into the trunk of the taxi and was on her way to the train station. She looked out the back window of the taxi at the house she had lived in with her mother and was saddened at the thought that she might never return to Champaign, Illinois.

Avery focused on these thoughts as her breath fogged up the window of the train. She was so deep in thought that she didn’t notice the train attendant standing beside the empty aisle seat beside her.

“Excuse me, miss?”

Avery jolted slightly at the sudden break of silence and turned her attention to the attendant. She was a pretty golden haired woman, the attendant, with a short stature and a cheery disposition. Avery felt herself staring at the woman so she quickly smiled at her.

“Would you like anything to eat or drink, miss?” the attendant asked cheerily. She flashed a smile at Avery and waited for her response.

“Um…a glass of water please?” Avery asked wearily. The attendant smiled again and rushed off down the car. Avery turned her attention back to the passing greenery and wished she could be as cheerful as the short blonde woman.
Avery sighed and began wondering what her new life would be like once she got to New York. She was excited, but also nervous and saddened about leaving her childhood home behind. She felt her eyes grow heavy with exhaustion, so she brought her knees to her chest, leaned her head against the window, and fell asleep.

Avery awoke to the sound of the train’s breaks screeching beneath her. She got up from her seat and stretched, accidently knocking over the glass of water the attendant had brought for her while she slept. She picked up the cup and apologized to the cheery attendant who told her not to worry about it while juggling her bags on her shoulders and in her other hand.

Avery exited the train and stepped into Grand Central Station. She was awed at the size and beauty of the building. After walking out the door she gasped at what she saw. Thousands of people crowding the sidewalks, hundreds of cars stuck in traffic, and the giant buildings that reached toward the sky.

Hailing a taxi was harder in New York than it had been in Champaign. It took twenty minutes for Avery to finally get one to pull to the curb for her. After having her belongings stuffed into the trunk, she gave the driver directions to the hotel she would be staying in until she found a place of her own.

After arriving at her hotel, she had her bags taken to her room and decided to explore the hotel a little. She went swimming in the rooftop pool, ate dinner at the hotel restaurant, and finally went up to her room. She went over to the window of her room on the 26th floor and looked out at the city’s multicolored lights.
Avery sighed, “ This is it, mom. We’re here.” She then lay down on her bed and fell asleep.

By Luc

Dimitri

2010-01-11T12:55:00.000-08:00

The idea of going to New York City to run from the law seemed ridiculous but it was just the kind of place for someone like Dimitri Kerechniklov to go. Being a Russian immigrant in the southwest was too conspicuous, and in NYC there was a large Russian community, providing cover and hospitality. The Boss would not be happy with this relocation, but this decision would bring safety and many more resources for the studies that still needed completion.

Dimitri was “notorious” in Russia for his criminal activities and involvement with the Russian Mafia. He was often looked at as The Boss’s most trusted operative, that is until the accident two years ago. Dimitri was in a high-speed chase with a rival group after he recovered a flash drive from their headquarters in Moscow. He was instructed to lose the pursuers and take the flash drive directly to The Boss. The chase was not going well, and Dimitri was run off the road by another car, his car violently hit a tree and burst into flames. A man from the other car retrieved the flash drive and left Dimitri to die. He was pulled out of the car by what seemed to be a divine act. When he came to he realized that the savior was The Boss himself, and that an entire convoy of vehicles had accompanied him. He was unsure how long he had been unconscious,
The Boss spoke softly and sternly “Dimitri this is a most unfortunate situation, where is the drive?”

“It was taken from me.” Dimitri replied painfully.

“I assumed as much. For years you have been at my side and have never failed me, today on what could have been our greatest triumph, you have finally shown weakness.”

“In my greatest regret for my actions, I throw myself at your mercy.”

“Dimitri our mission has been compromised because of your shortcoming, but I will spare you because of all you have done for me. We must leave before the authorities get here.” The Boss spoke these last few words and left.

Two men came and carried Dimitri towards The Boss’s SUV, but instead put him in the back of a pickup truck. He was treated for his wounds by one of the medics in the bed of the truck, which left the convoy at a certain point. It was now driving down an empty road, and the air of the cold Russian winter had begun to get to Dimitri. He was considering asking where they were going and if he could have a coat, but the only other man in the back of the truck was the medic, who now sat with a rifle in his lap and a mean look on his face. Dimitri couldn’t wait any longer.

“Where are we going?”

The medic replied, “You will see soon enough comrade.”

Though it was not the answer he was looking for, it had at least been enough to let him know they were almost there. The only things he could see were icy fields, and the road behind him. What could they possibly be taking him out here for? The Boss must have ordered them to take him very far away and terminate him. This would be the perfect place. Just then they stopped abruptly and the soldier in the passenger side got out of the truck. He gave Dimitri an icy stare and walked in front of the truck. There was a short rustle and a yelp. How odd. Four gunshots rang out and the soldier got back into the truck while reloading his sidearm.

The truck began moving again and Dimitri could see four dead dogs on the side of the road. It was a bad day to be in the way of this truck. After almost 15 more minutes the truck stopped at a fence. The driver said something into the intercom and the gate opened. The truck passed into a very small compound, with only two buildings, one was labeled as the barracks and the other was labeled as a laboratory. As soon as the truck stopped the medic opened the tailgate and pushed Dimitri out onto the ground.

“This is where you get off, go inside the Laboratory and talk to the man named Alexei. He will have your new assignment.”

The truck returned the way it had come, and Dimitri hurried inside to speak to Alexei. When he went in the laboratory he noticed that it was a lot bigger and nicer that he had thought. It was three stories, the second two both being underground. An elderly man with an awkward gait approached him.

“I assume you are my new operative. My name is Alexei, and here my associates and I are working on a top secret project that you may know nothing of. You have been sent to be my errand boy. Your job description is this: I will frequently need mail and groceries fetched from town, you will acquire them for me. You may sleep in the barracks, I will see you in the morning, good night.”

As Dimitri slept he heard something going on outside, and it was very loud. Someone burst into the room and started yelling profanity at the men. He ordered everyone out and into the truck. When Dimitri got outside he stood next to Alexei who whispered in his ear.

“We knew this day would come, the government is here to shut us down. I cannot let my years of work go to waste, it is a shame we did not have more time to get acquainted. While I was talking I slipped a cylinder of liquid into your pocket, it is what the Boss sent you here for me to give you. You must take it back to him. Do not burst it or open it.”

Just then the soldier screamed at Alexei to quit talking. When he failed to say yes sir, the soldier kicked him in the stomach and shot him in the leg. He pointed the gum directly at Dimitri and told him to beg for mercy. Dimitri delivered a swift kick in the groin and took the soldier’s rifle. He opened fire on the rest of the soldiers and jumped into their cargo truck, which had still been running. He completely blew through the gate and was on his way back to Moscow.

His arrival back at The Boss’s Headquarters received a mixed reception. Some looked at him as unworthy of his position due to his failure the day before, others were excited by the story of his heroism at the lab. Dimitri was just glad that the worst night of his life was over. The new day had begun, and he was back in the safety of his own territory.

Upon speaking to The Boss, Dimitri learned he would be heading to Phoenix, Arizona. His mission was to learn of the American scientist’s progress on a similar project, since they no longer had that information because of the lost flash drive. If the American scientists were convinced that they had made a breakthrough that could counter the vial of liquid Dimitri had gotten from the Russian lab, he was to give himself a dose and then return to Russia with the rest at the end of the study.
Infiltration of the lab was easy enough. There were no guards, and the men inside were unarmed. Dimitri spoke to the scientists, and they were confident their serum would work. These men gave Dimitri plenty of the serum, they just wanted to keep their lives. Dimitri wanted answers. He didn’t know what he had gotten in Russia, he didn’t know why he was here now or what this serum was preventing. He asked the scientists, but they claimed to not know. They said all they were told by their government was that it was to prevent massive casualties. Dimitri knew then that he must have something awful inside that large vial he had been carrying with him. The scientists refused to tell any more, so Dimitri killed them. He was sick of this game, and decided that he must contact The Boss.

Dimitri was on his way to New York City, via train. Trains have less security to go through, and it is highly unlikely that a Russian national with a long list of crime could board a plane in America. New York City is the largest center of population in the United States, and The Boss had specifically instructed him to go there, and upon his arrival, mail the rest of the serum back to Russia.

The Boss had always been too secretive and vague. Dimitri had not even known his name, and had never seen his face. That was until several weeks ago when Dimitri had men at the headquarters talking about a plan to take down the Americans. They spoke of cleansing the world, and finishing the Cold War. That war had been over for fifteen years. When The Boss told Dimitri that flash drive had information that was “vital to his existence”, Dimitri knew he must have it. He crashed his car on purpose, and kept the drive to himself. Here on this train, his laptop would tell him everything he needed to know.

by Patrick

Zachary

2010-01-11T12:27:00.000-08:00

He was on his way to New York right now because of a girl that he met last year on their mission trip. They had grown very close to each other when they were on their trip; they still today were very close. They exchanged numbers and e-mail, and they had been messaging each other daily since the last day he saw her.

Zachary Morris was 23 and single, and he had been dating a lot these last couple of months, but it had not been working out good because I hadn't really found anyone who got him. He felt like the only person in this world that got him was that girl. Her name was Bioncha Elizabeth Ryan, and she was amazing. Zachary got on the computer to talk to her the other day, and he was going to tell her his true feelings, but right when he got on the computer, she said, “Guess What!!!!!!!”

He said, “ Hey, And what???”

She Said, “I’m getting married to a guy that is friends with my parents!”

He then said, “You can't!”

She then replied ”Why?”

“ Because I’m falling for you.”

She said “ I have loved you for the longest time, and you never have visited once, you have never told me the way you feel until now, so I need to move on.”

Zachary whispered, “ Well, do you still love me?”

She said” I will never stop loving you, but I don’t know if it would ever work, so good bye, and good luck!”

Zachary didn’t say anything back to her because he was in such shock that he let the one person who cared, and the one person who really got him out of his life!

Then he thought to himself, "She said that she still had feelings for me, but she just had to move on." He then started packing up all of his stuff, so determined to see her again, and hopefully he could change her mind because he would not let this go in his life.

Zachary then raced to the Airport to get the quickest plane to New York, and all they had was first class tickets which cost him an arm and a leg, but it would be worth it. The whole time he was waiting for his plane to board he just kept thinking what am he going to say to this girl, and this trip was crazy what if she was just saying she liked him to make him feel better. He did not care though; he had to try.

So there he was on a plane from Reno, Nevada, headed to New York to tell Bioncha he loved her! He thought to himself, "I have to get on two more planes before I am there. I stop in St. Louis Missouri first the fly to somewhere in Pennsylvania, then I will be there to see her and tell her what I think and that she shouldn’t do this and I really do want this to work or I wouldn’t have traveled across the United States to get to her.

"Well here I am 13 anxious hours later sitting in New York Trying to rent a car at the airport. There computer is messing up and they told me to take a seat and they will get back to me in a minute when the computer works. I cant wait to find a hotel room because I am so tired, and don’t want to be around anyone right now." With that, Zachary got off the plane.

by Andy

Carolyn

2010-01-11T10:52:00.000-08:00

Dear Diary,
It has been two weeks since my nineteenth birthday and I have decided it is time for me to make a change in my life. I have always wanted to travel and now seems like the perfect time, I just want to get out of this small retched town of Braymer. I have lived there all of my life and just a change of scenery, not just a small one but am extremely large one for the better.

Braymer, Alabama is a small country town of about 910 people. It may not seem as small as other towns in the world but to me it is like the town is just a grain of sand in an hour glass. Everybody hear seems to know everything about everyone, though some people may like that, I however am getting a little tired of everyone knowing about my personal life and would just like a little privacy.

So as I have already said I am ready for a change in my life and tomorrow is that day. I have been asking myself why tomorrow, my not right now? Then it came to mind that I should at least have to heart to tell my family and friends and let them prepare themselves for the chance that they may not see me for months or even years. The same goes with writing in here.

Carolyn Greenfield was a nineteen year old girl from Braymer, a small country town in Southern Alabama. Her family was rather wealthy and well admired there. Her family owned a business called Greenfield Farms.

Her family was the kind of family that not only were wealthy and respected but they were also people people do not want to have as their enemy. Though Carolyn loved her family deeply, she knew that people talked of her family as if they were worthless and some even thought the same as her, though she was not anything like them. That included her father Derek, mother Donna, and siblings Johnathan, Laura, and Dylan.

Johnathan and Laura were both older than Carolyn and her family expected her to be just like them, the perfect child who stayed in Braymer and will marry a young man from a wealthy family and never leaving. Carolyn seems to think that this way of living was due to her grandparents who had lived in Braymer for their entire lives and now her brother and sister were doing the same thing. In spite of this, Carolyn knew that this way of life was not for her.

Once Carolyn told her family that she would be leaving, she and her sister went up stairs to begin the packing. They did not think it would take that long to pack three suit cases of the things she would need. Needless to say it took them longer then she planned for by the time they were finished. It was almost ten-thirty in the evening and they all knew that the next day would come early, so off to bed they all headed.

When morning came, Carolyn and her family had a farewell breakfast for her then took her to the train station. Her train was leaving at straight up noon so she wanted to make sure she was there at least an hour before departure time so she would be able to find the correct train that she would be on. Once she and her family found the right platform, they went on ahead and said their goodbyes fore they thought it would be less emotional to say it prior to right before train left.
Carolyn spent eight hours on the train and for the majority of that time she slept since she was by herself. When she arrived in Rochester, New York the first thing she did was get a cab and go to the Marriot Hotel where she made reservations. By cab it took her a half an hour to arrive there, by then it was eight forty-five in the evening and was exhausted from the long trip as well as tired of sitting down for that long of time. When she checked-in and went up stairs to her room she didn’t bother unpacking her belongings, instead she went to sleep, for in the morning she would have time to unpack before she went out siteseeing.

by Shelby

Lillyanna

2010-01-06T20:15:00.000-08:00

Lillyanna stepped off the plane with a bright smile and a feeling of contentment. She had finally made it to New York City! She had always wanted to go to New York, but Lillyanna lived in Bevier, Missouri. Going to New York seemed next to impossible. Almost as impossible as becoming famous!

Well, Lillyanna had just finally learned NOTHING was impossible. Lillyanna had always dreamed of being famous. When she was little, she would look in the mirror and say quotes from movies out loud. her mom had laughed at her because when Lillyanna was crying, she would run to the mirror and look at herself and quote a sad movie line.

Lillyanna graduated high school which she never thought she was going to do, Lillyanna thought to herself, “If I can graduate high school, why can’t I be famous?” Lillyanna booked the first flight to New York. She was going to go to New York Film Academy to fulfill her goal. Before Lillyanna became so ambitious, she never finished anything. She never thought she could do well enough, so she set her goals way too low.

She worked at Walmart for yhree years accepting that she might work there for the rest of her life. But one day it was like something hit her that this was her life, and if she had enough will and she was determined, she could do what she wanted to do. If she couldn’tsucceed, at least she could say she tried and not feel like a failure all her life. So here she was stepping off the plane in the big City where she can finally full fill her dream of maybe some day being famous.

by Angelica

Miranda

2010-01-06T20:07:00.000-08:00

After the pilot announced the arriving to John Kennedy airport, Miranda looked through her window and saw all the high buildings of New York city. Although anybody would feel excited about going to New York, she felt bad, and angry with everybody, especially with her dad. Her dad, Richard, was an English rich banker who went to live to Madrid when he was young. There, he had met Lisa, Miranda’s mother, and they had got married.

Miranda’s life was really good; she lived in a big and pretty apartment in the city center. She had all she wanted, and her parents loved her a lot. She went to a private school; she loved her friends. When her dad told her the news about an offer from an important bank in New York, she felt scared. She knew if her dad accepted the job, they had to move there, and she didn’t want to!

She loved her life in Madrid. She had cried a lot the last months thinking about this change in her life. She was scared, and she didn’t know anybody in New York; she didn’t know when she would have the chance to visit her friends in Spain. Her mother had told her their apartment in New York was really nice. She told her that from her apartment they could see Central Park and that everybody in their neighborhood was very nice.

Miranda loved New York; she had visited there a couple of times, but the idea of changing Madrid, her town home, for New York, made her feel sad. She tought her life in New York was going to be miserable. She was fifteen years old, and she had no brothers or sisters. She felt alone when she though about it, the only company she had in New York was her mom. In that moment, her mom called her.

"Miranda, what are you thinking about? Let’s go honey we have arrived."

"Yeah, I know mom, sorry." She took her hand baggage, and she followed her mom. When they were in the airport gate, a limousine was waiting for them.

"Hi Charlie, how are you doing?" her dad said. "This is my wife, Lisa and my daughter, Miranda. Lisa, Miranda,this is Charlie, our new driver."

In the limousine Richard started talking about Miranda’s new school, her new house, all the people from the new neighborhood… and although Miranda knew he was trying to make her feel better, it only made her feel nervous and sad.

After forty five minutes they arrived to a twenty story building; it was gorgeous, and Miranda loved it. When they arrived to the fifteenth floor and Charlie opened the door of their new apartment, Miranda was impressed. It was really beautiful.

"Dad, this is amazing, I love this! See! You can see all Central Park from here! Oh my god, this is awesome!"

by Andrea

Briana

2010-01-06T20:03:00.000-08:00

For many years she had longed to go to New York. Her name was Briana Rich and she had been awaiting the lovely lights and huge buildings, and all the shopping that the huge city of New York contained. She had never had enough money, so for the past year she had been saving all of her minimum wage paychecks so that she could get herself to the city.

She had always lived in a small town right on the borderline of Tennessee and Kentucky called Bartersville. Ever since a little girl she had been longing to go out and experience the world, and New York was the first place that she wanted to visit.

Being 18, she was able to go on her own. First, she went and hitched a ride with her friend Alana because her friend’s mother lived in Columbus, Ohio. From there on, she caught a ride on the Metro train, which took her clear to Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

After arriving there, she walked her five-mile journey to the nearest rent-a-car and rented the cheapest car and drove her way to New York City. Once into the great city, she became nervous but yet so excited! She had made it, and knew this was where she wanted to be. She found a parking garage and walked her way up the street. While walking she had seen many weird and unusual things. Even the people were a little different. The first thing she did was go to the Hilton where she had made her reservation, and she then took her belongings up to her room.

by Drayse

Kayden

2010-01-06T19:59:00.000-08:00

" My name is Kayden Smith and I am on my way to the Big Apple! Hmm…mom just gave me this journal and I’m not sure how I should start? Well first off, I just turned 18 years old, and I just graduated from Mountain Valley High School. This trip is actually one of my graduation presents from my parents. I will give you a little bit of my background so you can get a feel for me.

"I graduated at the top of my class (131 students). Pretty impressive huh? Let me tell you, it wasn’t easy. Between softball, basketball, FCA, and Art Club I did not have much time to study, but I figured out a way to make it happen. Don’t misread, I still had time for a social life, but I am very focused on my studies. Along with being an honor student I excel in sports. I am a pitcher on the softball team, just like my mother, Danielle, who pitched in college. My dad, Tom, played basketball in college and he was a shooting guard. My brother, Josh, is sixteen years old and he plays football and baseball. Athleticism definitely runs in the family. Since this is such a long flight I will give you some facts about them:

"1) My mother, Danielle Smith, is probably one of the greatest moms in the world. She is my best friend, my coach, and she always makes me laugh. I can always count on her and I know I am going to miss her while I’m away. It was really hard for her to let me go on this trip because we are a very close family. My mother is a very smart woman, and she still knows how to throw a softball. I am very much like my mother- she played softball and basketball. She graduated at the top of her class, was involved in FCA, and she was an amazing artist. Our attitudes are also much like the same. We are stressful people, but at the same time we are very laid back. I love my mother so much. I miss her!!

"2) Tom Smth…this guy is amazing. I pretty much have the best parents in the world! He is so funny, smart, athletic, and he keeps my mom and I calm. He is the life of the party. I am very much my daddy’s little girl. He will always see me as his 12 year old. Believe it or not, he actually cried when I boarded the plane! Ever since he watched that stupid movie, Taken, he will not let me go anywhere. But my mom wears the pants in the relationship, so she over-ruled him. He is the softest biggest guy I know, and I love it!

"3) As far as Josh goes, he’s not half bad. We got really close this past year, and I can actually say I’m gonna miss the dork. Josh is a very unique young man. Along with being an All-State athlete, he has his priorities straight and he has high standards. I’m very proud of him for not being one of those ridiculously hormonal guys. He has a good head on his shoulder and he will succeed at anything he sets his mind to. We have been blessed with parents who care about the way we act, and who show us how to succeed in life. They held high standards for us, and I believe that is why we have turned out the way we are. Now lets talk about my future…

"I’m going to be spending the next five or six years of my life at Cornell! Woo hoo! Cornell is one of the reasons I wanted to go on this trip. I only visited once, but as soon as I saw the campus it just felt right. Still, I want to tour the campus as a future student. I do not know exactly what I want to major in, but I want to work in the medical field. Cornell has one of the best medical programs and I want to learn from the experts. Along with the school, New York City attracted me. I want to see the Brooklyn Bridge, Statue of Liberty, Times Square, and the Empire State Building. I might hit up a few of the art museums and a Yankees or Giants game if I have time. I’m only going to be here for two weeks and there is so much to do and so much to see! But enough about school, this is summer break and I’m ready to have some fun!

"Do not think I am some book nerd; I’m ready to have some fun. New York City is the fashion capital in the United States and I am ready for a shopping spree, and maybe a little bit of clubbing, but I’m not usually into that. Well journal…you know, I need a name for you. “Journal” is so boring. What about Chloe? Well Chloe, I’m about two hours away from the John F. Kennedy Airport, and I think I’m going to take a nap. Ttyl!"

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Kayden set her pen down and closed the journal her mother gave her before she left. She thought her neighbor was getting tired of her writing. He was “clearing” his throat and tossing and turning since she turned the light on to write. Oh well, she asked the stewardess for a pillow and blanket and watched the back of her eyelids as they slowly fell.

by Katelyn

Renee

2010-01-06T19:53:00.000-08:00

It had been a long stressful year for her. She was going to take a long vacation trip to one of the big cities of New York. She was having a hard time staying at home alone, just remembering all of her good memories with her ex boyfriend. She had fallen so hard for him. All that turned out of the relationship was a broken heart.

She had lots of family who lived back in New York. She thought if she took a long vacation from this place, that it would be better for her. It was Saturday night, and she was deciding when she wanted to leave. She wanted to leave soon.

It was now Monday, and she had most of the things she was willing to take packed. She headed to the airport to set up time and day to leave. She would be leaving Wednesday to head to her hometown, New York. Tuesday morning she woke up and finished packing. After she got everything packed, she went and picked up the house a little.

Wednesday morning and she headed to the airport. When she got to the airport, her flight had been delayed for about an hour and fifteen minutes. She thought of leaving and going to get something to eat, but she just stayed at the airport and thought she would eat on the airplane.

Forty-five minutes later as she woke up from her nap. It was time to get everyone on the airplane and their stuff packed on the shelves. When she got onto the airplane, she got into her seat and just sat there. The airplane slowly took off. As she woke up from her long ride, she woke up with her head against the window. The view she saw was the over look of New York. She had now made it to her hometown of New York.

by Latisha

Remington & Rylan

2010-01-06T19:48:00.000-08:00

She loved the rolling hills, the puzzle of the barbed wire fence, the trickle of the summer rain on the incomparable ravishing leaves of the grand oak tree that stood in front of her bedroom window. The outdoors led to so much adventure in her eyes, but through her full-blooded German parents everything was about business. But her day dreams often led her on wondrous adventures to rain forests, desserts, caves, and abundant accounts of racing danger; with her true love Rylan Fitzpatrick.

He dreamed of her long golden curls gracefully blowing in the wind with a moonlight glisten about it. They gazed at the midnight stars trying not to make a sound; for their parents would highly forbid “this type of behavior”. His mother dearest never under stood him, his thoughts, his love, and his dreams. Proper! Proper! Proper! What happened to the thrill and rush of life? When did everyone make this world so boring? Dream jobs sitting behind a desk all day? Where is the thrill, the life? He longed to be with his true love Remington Ackland.
Dinner was as silent as a graveyard, as usual. Before the butlers brought out the appetizers, Mother spoke of a lazy maid while giving her a glare and shaking her head and Father always spoke of how the stock market was affecting his line of banks. Remington always sat; day dreaming of her nights spent in the oak tree with Rylan. Before she knew it the awe-striking sunset had arrived. Alas! Night has come! She couldn’t bear the sunlight. All of the proper bore. Night brought such adventure and love. Mother insisted she would be in bed by eight and since a certain date a few years ago she never complained.

He knew exactly what Remington was doing. He knew her thoughts and her actions. She was an amazing star to him. He knew right now she was anticipating for the sunset because she thought sunshine was boring because they were not allowed to be together. Their parents did not need to know about their midnight escapades. He sat and listened to his family talk about money and politics. He sat and waited to be dismissed from the table to complete his Advanced Calculus homework; although he had finished it quite a few hours ago. Finally he was dismissed to the table and politely kissed his mother on the cheek and said goodnight and headed up to his room. Soon he would escape.

She knew his routine. It was 8:45 P.M. He was kissing his mother goodnight and laying out his Advanced Calculus book so it would look like he had been doing homework. He would act like he had fallen asleep for an hour because his mother always looked in his door at 9:30 P.M. After she had come in his room moved his books from his lap, he would wait for ten minutes for her to walk to her bathroom and begin the intense prep for bed. She knew his every move. His every thought. He was so predictable to her. It would take him a few minutes to get the horse saddled, but he would be on his way in no time.

He listened for his mother to go to her master bathroom and complete her evening prep. Containing anti-aging lotions, clipping nails, painting nails, plucking eyebrows, and all the other unimportant things his mother did to herself that he saw silly. He hated that his mother had to please my father everyday be dressing up like a beauty queen. If he thought she was beautiful all dolled up, why wasn’t she beautiful without makeup and with her hair down? He saddled up his horse and galloped to the trees. The night air of the thicket was so pleasing to him. He was on his way to see her. It was time. He signaled Fire into a hard run once they jumped the creek into the pastures. He made a clear note to stay close to the trees. He knew her parents were already asleep but he didn’t want to take any chances.

She watched vigorously out her window. There he was. You could barely see him against the trees. He always knew to take precautions and protect their secret even if it was safe to drive a car. He always brought fire because he was fast, gentle, and quiet. She hurriedly planted her pillows under her blankets to look like she was still in her bed knowing it would fool her parents. She listened against her door for footsteps. Nothing. She quietly slid her window up and felt with her feet for the trusted oak tree that held so many of her secrets.
He tied Fire at the very edge of the thicket and snuck up to the south side of the villa. She was already waiting for him. His heart leaped with exploding joy. He darted up the tree and soon he could smell her hair and see the glisten of her hair in the moonlight. He kissed her quickly without saying hello.

Her hand landed on his freshly shaved cheek. “Mom he remembered.” She hated fur on his face. She thought it took away his beauty. His kisses without saying hello always sent her heart and soul for a rollercoaster ride. He knew just how to make her knees shake. She whispered hello as if she was out of breath. He smiled took her hand and kissed it. His texts were always heart-warming, but it was nothing compared to his warm lips on hers.
He smiled and silently laughed at her weak hello. He knew what was going through her mind. He knew she loved it when he was freshly shaved. He knew she loved his wordless kisses. She was so predictable.

They talked about the one thing they could ever disagree on. College. Her dreams drew her to a college in New York. His drew him to a college in California. She cried. He stared into the moonlight with tear filled eyes at the thought of being with out here. They both hated these nights. She asked why he hated her following her dreams. She asked why he was trying to keep her in a cage. She asked why he was trying to be her parent. She begged him to go to. She just wanted him with her every night and away from their proper parents and live the dreams and love that they had always dreamed of.

This killed him. He wanted too much to be with her every day. He would give anything to solve this problem and go with her. He wanted to wipe her tears away. He held her, sighed and told her he would go. Her eyes lit up just like they did when they met. He kissed her forehead.
She couldn’t believe it. He was going with her! They never would be apart! She stopped suddenly and asked how he was going to achieve this. She heard the words come out of his mouth. Run. They were going to just so happen to go to the same college. Away from their parents, and live how they wanted to.

He couldn’t believe the words that just came out of his mouth. But he couldn’t help it. This made her happy. His dreams could wait. She needed him with her. So New York is where he would go. He was going to speak with his parents and do his best to change their mind about California.
His parents would not move. He begged and pleaded with them that this was the better choice for what his parents wanted him to be. He continually talked about how well their law school was and how far its students normally went after college.

Over a long stressful two weeks, he convinced them. Before they knew it, they were off to New York; for the famous New York minute. Their parents had no idea what the two love birds had planned.

The flight was long without their other half. But they would soon be together once they got to the air port. The flight took only five hours but it seemed like forever. She had a different flight, on a different day. He flew down the day before and was supposed to start looking for apartments. Her mind drifted away from the documentary about whether or not Pluto was a planet or not, and leaned more to seeing Rylan again. She missed him. Did he miss her?
The apartment search had been quite a success. He had found reasonable apartments in the same building, within walking distance of their new school. He couldn’t wait to see her smile again. Smell her hair; it was so distinct. On his way to the air port to pick her up he stopped by a small flower shop. He knew she loved roses, deep rich red roses. A dozen should suffice.
Once in the air port they searched diligently for the other. He tried to call her but as usual her phone was on silent. He was irritated but silently chuckled to himself. He found were her flight was supposed to come out of the loading dock and stood for a moment. But then it caught his eye. Honda motorcycle magazines. He couldn’t resist. It wasn’t that far from her exit.

She saw that smiling face next to a rack of magazines filled with motorcycle articles. She should’ve known. He pulled out a dozen roses from behind his back and kissed her without hello. Her favorite. They were finally together here, at the Big Apple.

By Lynnsey

Briley

2010-01-05T19:48:00.000-08:00

The sky was too black for it to be five o’clock in the afternoon. The sky rumbled a threatening sigh as she rushed to get to the motel before the rain cut loose. She pulled into the Super 8 motel parking lot and turned off her car. The sky flashed a warning, so she pulled her keys out of the ignition, grabbed her bags out of the back seat of her beat-up ’62 Chevelle, and locked the doors before dashing to the motel’s main office to get her room for the night.

The clerk looked at her with blood shot eyes and mumbled something incoherent. She tapped her feet and sighed as she waited for him to get her key to her room so she could go get food for the evening. She was starving. He kept talking to himself. It was really starting to aggravate her. Finally, the stoned clerk gave her the key, and she breathed out as she walked out of the office.

Now she She wasn’t going to walk across the street to the diner. She got to the diner and almost laughed. It was the biggest cliché she had ever seen. It was like a nightmare based in the 1950s. She took a small table in the back and looked at her menu that was water-stained. She felt as if someone was staring at her, so she looked up. A waitress with the name of Bernice took her order. As Briley waited for her burger and fries, she glanced around. There was a police officer who looked too similar to someone she knew back in Kansas.The officer noticed she was looking at him and smiled. Briley winced. He looked just like Adam, her ex boyfriend. She looked away quickly, knowing that it was so rude of her to do that.

Her food arrived to the table but she could honestly say that she wasn’t hungry anymore. But she had already paid for her food so she would eat it. She ate her food slowly trying not to look back up at the officer who looked so much like her ex.Adam was the ultimate reason Briley left Kansas. He broke her heart so badly. She couldn’t stay in the house they had shared. She couldn’t sleep in the bed they had slept in together so many nights. So, her best friend Adriana told her, “Briley, I love you, and I don’t want you to just waste your life away pining for him. Go somewhere. Travel. I would totally go, but dude, I have a baby. No way I am going anywhere with him.”

Briley didn’t know where to go until her friend who had moved to New York City to go to college called her. Her name was Haley, and she and Briley had known each other for years. So, Briley asked her. And Haley was totally cool with it. And this is why she was on her way to New York City.

That night, Briley didn’t sleep. Adam was on her mind. She remembered the night she and Adam had met. And how he was so sweet. She fell in love at first sight. He was tall, strong, and hansom. He was too good to be true. They had dated for a year and a half before she found out he was a liar. He had been cheating on her with her best friend and his best friend’s wife.

She told him to burn in hell and packed up his belongings and kicked his sorry butt out. Every day for a month, he called her, texted her, drove by the house just trying to apologize. But she wouldn’t take him back. Briley’s best friend tried to apologize too and she told her that she was a hag that deserved him. She hated them both.As she lay in the motel bed, she kept thinking about how good he was to her otherwise. He was sweet, and kind, and she loved him… She still loved him…

The next morning Briley woke with a start. She jumped out of the bed, her hair a disheveled mess, and her clothes wrinkled from sleep. She went to the bathroom and took her shower. She let the water run down her body, allowing the heat to sooth her. After her shower she stared in the mirror and suddenly realized, She was better than this. Briley glared at her reflection and said, “I am going to go to New York, hang out with Haley, and have the best time of my life. I am much better than him. I will not miss him…”

Briley felt relieved as she entered New York City’s outer limits. She was almost to Haley’s apartment and she couldn’t wait. This was going to be great. She slowly inched her way through the city’s traffic and could see the Statue of Liberty. She stared in awe at the beautiful thing.She got to Haley’s apartment and locked up her car. She was not going to let her car get stolen. It was too important to her.

Briley walked up the stoop to the door and buzzed the intercom. Haley’s voice greeted her, “Buzz off if you aren’t Briley.”

Briley laughed, “Hales, its me. Let me in!”She heard a snap which meant that Haley had let her in. Briley grinned from ear to ear and dashed up the stairs to Haley’s apartment, Room 21B. She had barely got up the stairs when Haley had bounded out of her door and knocked her down with hugs. Briley laughed again at her pixie-like friend. Haley had a button nose, black spiky hair, green eyes, and she was tiny. Like short and really skinny. Briley loved it.Compared to her, Briley felt like an ogre. Haley was 4”9 and 105 pounds. Briley was 5”7 and 130 pounds. Though Haley was really tiny, she could kick anyone’s butt. Briley loved hanging out with her. She was so much fun. So sarcastic and tough, it was cute.Briley had brown hair, with natural red tint, and brown eyes. She had been called pretty, but never really saw it. Haley embraced her cuteness. She was very confident.

Haley helped Briley up off the ground and smiled, “We are going to have the best time ever!”She helped Briley bring her bags up from her car, and got her settled in the room with her. Haley kept blabbing away about how much fun they were going to have, how she was going to take Briley to the Statue of Liberty, they were going to have picnics and go shopping. Haley was so excited she was bouncing. Briley nodded and laughed with her and acted as if she were into Haley’s conversation with herself, when really, Briley was in her own little world. As much as she loved Haley, and couldn’t wait to start her adventure, she felt a little pessimistic.

Briley couldn’t shake the feeling that something big was going to happen and it bugged the heck out of her. Haley was still babbling when they heard a knock on the door. Haley called out, “Who is it?”

A man’s voice said, “It’s me. Erick.” Briley immediately saw Haley’s smile fade away. Her stomach turned. This wasn’t going to be good…

by Taylor

Miranda Scenario II

2010-01-04T13:01:00.000-08:00

After Miranda put her staff away, she decided to go out for a walk; she loved walking between the high buildings, with the noises of the crowd in the streets. She lived in the northern edge of Pentral park, and after an hour and a half walking she arrived to the 59th street, where Hell’s kitchen started. For Miranda, it was the most amazing part of the city.

She loved walked between those old buildings and noticed the different cultures of that neighborhood. It had a very interesting history. In the mid 19th century Irish people began setting on the west side of Manhattan along the Hudson River. Later Italian people arrived and at the turn of the century, gangs such as Gopher Gang or Owney Madden controlled the neighborhood. During 1950's Puerto Ricans appeared.

Miranda always had loved traveling and knowing new cultures, and that neighborhood allowed her to experience several cultures in the same place. She walked in front of the Windermere building, one of the oldest buildings in Manhattan. It was really beautiful.

While she was walking along Hell’s Kitchen, she started thinking that maybe her life in New York was not going to be that bad. She could walk in Central Park whenever she wanted; she could go to the theaters placed in Broadway every month. She could go shopping in the 5th avenue with her mom… There were a lot of wonderful things about living in New York she had not though about before, although she would miss her friends and her family.

Now she was walking in front of Manhattan Plaza hotel, at the 42nd street, she remembered the several times she and her parents had spent in that hotel during their trips to New York, they usually went dinner in one of the several restaurants placed in Hell’s kitchen and then they would go to Broadway.

She kept walking for an hour and suddenly she realized it was ten o’clock at night, she found herself at the Hudson River. Luckily her dad had given her enough money in the airport in case she had to take a taxi. By ten forty-five she was at home, but her parents were not at home, she went to her room, she put her pajamas on and in half an hour her parents arrived.

by Andrea

Briana - Scenario II

2010-01-04T12:52:00.000-08:00

With her belongings in her room, she walked down to the lobby and out through the beautiful gold painted doors onto the sun lit sidewalks. It was January but the weather was marvelous and its warm presence was inviting. As she approached the edge of the street, she waited for a taxi. This felt weird to her, mostly because she never really sees taxi’s let-a-loan ride in one. In Bartersville you get lucky to see a yellow car, but here in New York it’s like a sea of yellow. After only waiting for a few minutes, a taxi had pulled over and in hopped Briana. Excited yet a little scared, Briana looked up to the scruffy man in the mirror and said “World Trade Center site please.”

Although it was going to be a sad experience, Briana had never seen them before, even when they were still standing. She was going for the looks and the piece of history that she will forever keep in her heart. It didn’t take long before the taxi pulled up along a sidewalk that appeared to be a new building site. There were tons of metal and broken pieces of building lying all around the area.

“Surely this isn’t it.” She questioned herself. Just then the taxi came to a complete stop.

“ $9.55.” replied the taxi driver. Briana dug in her pocket for ten while she still remained a little confused. She handed him the ten and said keep the change. She then opened up the door and proceeded out of the taxi.

The smell of new steel and fresh dirt filled the air. She couldn’t believer her eyes. She felt, as sadness and terror began to fill her chest. Briana just didn’t realize how bad it actually was. While feeling great depression, she preceded to walk down a newly paved sidewalk, where she saw he plans for a memorial with thundreds of green beautiful growing trees and two massive waterfalls.

It was to be the museum, and it was gorgeous! Feeling better but still the feeling of remorse, she lookeed at the photos of the shiny steel door and pretended she walked in. Inside were many things to do about the people that had survived and went through the attack. Her throat began to feel numb and her eyes filled with tears. All the thoughts and remembrance began racing through her head. This is what she wanted to see but didn’t know that it would be so hard. After spending about an hour looking around the plans for building, Briana could no longer take the hurt that she felt from the building's history.

She then picked herself up, and walked outside and sat down. The water was beautiful and the shrubbery was so lush and green. The smell of the fresh air made her feel better, and the cold touch of the water helped with her stomachache. Sitting there, she knew what she had seen and read was to be real. She told herself she would never forget it and it would remain in her heart forever. After getting herself together, she got up and headed down the sidewalk back to the main street to take her back to her hotel.

by Drayse

Zachary Scenario II

2010-01-04T12:48:00.000-08:00

Well there Zachary was 13 anxious hours later sitting in New York Trying to rent a car at the airport. There computer was messing up, and they told him to take a seat and they would get back to him in a minute when the computer worked.He couldn’t wait to find a hotel room because he was so tired, and he didn’t want to be around anyone right then.
That morning when he woke up, he thought he would try to go to her address she gave him, 16934 South Marriet Blvd. He saw a phone booth and decided to just give her a phone call since he had been looking for her all day and couldn’t find her. So he called her, and she was really excited to hear from him. Zachary told her to meet him tonight in front of the New York Stock Exchange building. So there he was at 7 o’clock waiting on her in front of the New York Stock Exchange building. That building was really big, and it was beautiful at night. It was built in 1903, and was just an amazing old building with columns on the front.

Dimitri Scenario II

2010-01-04T12:39:00.000-08:00

The moment was here. He had the flash drive, and was ready to learn all that it had to offer. As soon as the drive was in place, a little boy, no more than 3 or 4, came and sat next to Dimitri.
“Whatcha doin mister?”

Dimitri was annoyed but decided to be nice to the kid until he left. It was better to not make a scene right now.

As Dimitri was about to bust out his American accent, the boy’s father grabbed him by the collar and told him to “leave that nice man alone.” A close encounter, but Dimitri could get back to his work.

The screen went blank for a few seconds and the anticipation began to build. All the answers Dimitri wanted were about to be revealed. He would finally know The Boss’s identity, and what their organization had been working on.

Finally a menu came up and the moment was here. Several of the first few files were just logistics and all kinds of numbers. Nonsense. The next file was actually an email conversation. The first of the messages was addressed from an address within The Boss’s organization, to a government address. It spoke of a divine cleansing, similar to what the soldiers had been saying at headquarters.

Two messages later, the person from the mafia said that he was being probed now and that it was best they either speak in person or communicate through only government emails. That made it clear that The Boss was a member of the government, now the mystery was finding out who it was. The only clue was the initials used. VP was The Boss, and DM was the other man, who was definitely a high-ranking government official.

When Dimitri read the next message it became painfully obvious who these men were. “VP” was telling “DM” that it was a good thing he had been ready to take over his position as prime minister. DM was Dimitri Medvedev, Russian prime minister. The Boss, the spearhead of the entire Russian mafia and its operations around the entire world, was Vladimir Putin. Vladimir was Russian prime minister from 19—until his multiple terms came to an end in 20--. He was still rumored to be in charge, through a “puppet president”. This man was Dimitri Medvedev.
Dimitri now knew that The Boss and his organization was in control of the Russian government and that obviously the Cold War was still being waged behind the scenes. Dimitri had to focus on what he was going to do once he got to New York. He decided he would go to the Empire State building to scout the area.

The train ride was about another hour long, and Dimitri spent most of it thinking about the state of his government. It blew his mind that something so huge could have been going on this entire time without anyone knowing. The Russians were obviously trying to exterminate America with a massive infectious disease. The Americans must have learned about this, and begun work on an antidote. Dimitri was sent to get the virus from the Russian lab, then to the American lab to retrieve the antidote. Both were to be sent back to headquarters so that they could be duplicated and put into the water supply. The Russians would be safe, and the Americans would be ravaged by disease. It’s the perfect crime, executed on an entire country.
The train station was crowded and noisy. Dimitri quickly left the area and walked in the direction of the Empire State Building. He found an unchained bike outside a Starbucks, so he commandeered it. It made the transit much easier, at the actual owner’s misfortune.
The security in America was better than expected, but still not good enough to stop Dimitri. Carrying a bag full of guns, ammunition, and knives into the Empire State Building was not advisable. He left the duffel bag in a trash can across the street, and went through the security checkpoint without a problem. The elevator ride up was boring and full of corny American music. The view from the top of the building was rather beautiful, despite the act that everything was made of concrete. The Russian district was within view, and Dimitri knew where to go now.

Dimitri got to where he had left his bag, and it was still there, sort of. A homeless man was using it as his pillow. Only in America… Dimitri woke the man up and took the bag back. The downtrodden man only groaned and went back to sleep.

The bike had been stolen, ironically. Dimitri stole another bike and rode into the night. Not entirely sure of his destination, he had a lot on his plate for the next day.

Rylan & Remington - Scenario II

2010-01-04T12:29:00.000-08:00

She asked him to talk to her about the places that he had found for them to live. He mentioned the name Greenwich Village, and she knew Mother would approve. The sound of the living complex sounded rich, and she knew her mother would never approve something that sounded cheap. She asked him to take her there. He did just as she said, of course.

He told her about the location, bounded by Broadway on the east, the 7th Avenue on the west, Houston Street on the South, and 14th Street on the North. He heard her laugh. He knew why. Their parents would be pleased with the top street names in New York so close. Every bragging right our parents could grasp they took. He took her inside to the realtors.

She saw so many pictures of scenic homes that Rylan had picked out. He knew her taste in homes. This was the perfect place for her, and her parent’s approval. There was one house that really stuck out at her. It wasn’t exactly in the city. It was a simple little cottage home on a private drive with water entrance to a lake. She was going to have to change a lot of the furniture; Mother would not approve dated floral. Everything about this house invited her in, she was so pleased. He knew this one would be her favorite. She was so predictable.

They both told their parents they were sharing the house with another because it was so big. Rylan told his parents it was another male, and Remington told her parents it was another female. Little did they know they were staying with each other. It didn’t take long for them to get moved in. Most everything came with the house. She was not content with some of the floral furniture. He knew she wouldn’t. She found exactly what she wanted, and she knew he would like it, too. Of course, he did. He was so predictable.

by Lynnsey

Carolyn Greenfield Scenario II

2010-01-04T12:20:00.000-08:00

When Carolyn woke up the next morning she ordered room service and watched some movies on pay per view. She was not really in the mood to go out in the hustle and bustle of the new city just yet and by mid-afternoon she thought she would be but for now she just wanted to be a lazy bum. At about two o’clock in the afternoon she decided she should probably phone home just so her family would know she made it safely. By the time she had spoken to everyone back home she decided she would venture out into the city. But before she left she had to make up her mind as two where she would go. So she got her laptop out and searched for sites that she thought appealed to her nature.
It did not take her long to figure out what place she wanted to visit. When she looked up her information she was astounded when she realized that she didn’t much know about this marvelous historical place. As soon as she realized that how much fascinating information that there was about this national monument she got ready and headed out on her adventure.
It took her about 6 hours to get to her destination. Thankfully the traffic was not too horrible and she was able to drive herself with car she rented from the hotel services. Since it took her so long to get there she got there at about 7 o’clock in the evening.
Once she got to the Statue of Liberty, she was able to walk through and read all the different facts about it. She never knew that it was given to the United States by the French and was completed in June. She also did not know that it was presented to America on July 4, 1884, almost a year after it was finished. Another fact she read about was that it was almost another year before the Statue of Liberty was dismantled to be shipped to the United States.
She seemed to finish reading the facts about the Stature of Liberty just in time to divert her attention to fantastic firework display that was going off. No one around her knew why there were fireworks but they didn’t care either fore it was the dead of winter and she along with everyone else were getting to see a marvelous firework display.

Scarlet Benochi Scenario II

2010-01-04T12:18:00.000-08:00

After being stuck in her apartment for a few days Scarlet decided to get out and experience New York. “Where better to go in New York than Central Park?” she thought. She took a cab to the huge 843-acre park and when she stepped out into the cold New York air she was amazed. It was beautiful, more beautiful than she ever expected. She began to walk the wide snow cover sidewalks. When she got to the ice skating rink she was speechless. It was breath taking. Watching the families and children having fun just made her miss her family even more. Though it was one of the most beautiful sights she had ever seen she walked away feeling sad and homesick. Maybe she had made the wrong decision. Maybe she should’ve stayed home where she had friends and family who loved her. She felt so alone. She thought she was going to have the experience of a lifetime in New York, but with no one to experience it with it wasn’t as great as she had hoped.

As she made her way out of the magnificent park she tried not to forget to take in her surroundings and make the best out of it. Beautiful snow covered trees and the sound of kids playing in the snow surrounded her, something that at any other place and time bring a smile to her face, but not today. She decided to walk back to her apartment rather than take a cab hoping it would cheer her up. Though it was only 5 blocks away it seemed like forever in the cold and windy air. Tall luxurious buildings and people bustling past her in every direction were all around her. She figured if this is what New York is all about she might as well get used to it so she just zipped her light coat up a little more and kept walking at a fast and steady pace.

Sabrina Scenario II

2010-01-04T12:15:00.000-08:00

Kayden Scenario II

2010-01-04T12:11:00.000-08:00

You know, I think I’ll just call you journal…what am I, twelve? I do not really have much to say this time. I got off the plane and met my aunt and uncle. Then we made our way to their house, which is a mansion in the Hamptons. It is a three-story house with a theatre in the basement, a game room, and an in-ground pool! My aunt and uncle have three kids: Jessica, Danielle, and Cameron, and they are the most spoiled rotten kids I know. Anyway, I’m going to bed now and tomorrow morning I am going to the Brooklyn Bridge. 
The Brooklyn Bridge is one of the oldest suspension bridges in the United States. It was completed in 1883 and connects Manhattan and Brooklyn by spanning the East River. It was designed by John Augustus Roebling and is 5,989 feet long. The Brooklyn Bridge carried trains until 1944, streetcars until 1950, and it now carries cars, pedestrians, and bicycles. I walked along the wide wood-plank that was elevated above the traffic. The Manhattan skyline was so impressive. I could not imagine what New Yorkers thought in the 19th century as they crossed the Bridge. The bridge was used by pedestrians during the attacks on the World Trade Center to leave the city. I couldn’t grasp the magnitude and history of the Brooklyn Bridge. The view was so amazing, I left speechless.

Carolyn Scenario II

2010-01-04T11:58:00.000-08:00

by Shelby

Avery Farr Scenario II

2010-01-04T11:52:00.000-08:00

Avery awoke the next morning to the sound of blaring car horns and the cooing of pigeons outside her hotel window. She got out of bed, called for room service, then sat down on the end of her bed and turned on the television. While waiting for her breakfast to arrive, Avery flipped through the channels.
Rap-tap-tap.
Avery got up to answer the door. It was room service with her breakfast. The bellhop, a young man of about twenty, rolled the cart of food into Avery’s room as she thanked him. After closing the door behind the bellhop, the delicious aroma of her breakfast, lured Avery over to the cart.
Avery sat and ate her breakfast, which as a matter of fact was the most delicious omelet she had ever tasted, while watching a program for tourists visiting New York. She thought that she would a little site-seeing before checking around for auditions. The Rockefeller Center in central Manhattan was a place Avery would definitely be going.
After taking a shower and getting dressed, Avery headed out the door of her room and into the hallway of the 26th floor. While in the elevator Avery noticed the bellhop that had delivered her breakfast.
“My omelet was delicious,” she blurted out. Feeling like a moron for even saying anything, Avery expected him to not reply. Or laugh. She would feel even more like an idiot if he laughed at her.
The bellhop was kind of cute. She hadn’t noticed before. He gave her a crooked smile and chuckled, “You know that I didn’t cook it right?”
Now Avery felt herself turning red. She felt even more ridiculous now. She nervously tucked her hair behind her ear and nervously laughed.
“Y-Yeah I knew that,” She stammered nervously. She averted her eyes and focused on the steadily decreasing number above the door and the light tune of the elevator music. Once the elevator opened into the lobby, Avery rushed out the doors to avoid embarrassing herself any further. She hailed another taxi, easier this time, and was on her way to Manhattan.
Traffic on 5th Avenue was backed up, but of course in New York when wasn’t traffic awful. Avery sat in the back of the taxi staring out the window in wonderment. New York was much more than she had dreamed.
The smell of cigar smoke filled her nostrils as the taxi driver rolled his window down to smoke. Avery sighed and rolled her window down a little for some air while the driver yelled profanities out of his window at some pedestrians crossing in front of his car. She sighed and laughed to herself as she waited to arrive at her destination.
The cab rolled to the curb of 1250 Avenue of the Americas in Manhattan, the Rockefeller Center. Avery thanked the driver and paid her fare. She stood in front of the massive building’s fountain, which protruded the flags of several countries, in awe, wondering what she would see inside. She smiled, looked around, reveling in the thought of actually being in New York City, and then entered the building.

Briley - Scenario II

2010-01-04T08:23:00.000-08:00

Erick… Haley was so upset when she heard the sound of his voice. It scared Briley to see her friend that way. She had never seen her friend that way before and it gave her the chills. After about thirty minutes of him yelling through the door and yelling at Haley to open the door, he finally left, and Briley saw Haley physically relax. Briley could tell that this wasn’t going to be fun if it involved this Erick guy.

Briley looked at Haley, “Hey. Why don’t we go out? You know, introduce me to The Big Apple. Come on. It will be fun and it will get our minds off things. How about we go to a museum? That was the first thing I wanted to do when I got here and now is the perfect chance.” Briley paused to look at her friend, “What do you say?”

After a moments pause, Haley smiled again and agreed. Briley gave Haley a hug and they left the apartment, making sure that the door was secured.

The Metropolitan Museum of Art was HUGE. Briley stared up at the building that consists of two million square feet. It is known as the “Museum Mile” in New York. It contains over two million pieces of art, and is divided into nineteen curatorial departments. Briley was in awe. Never had she seen such an amazing art gallery.

Haley was quiet the ride on the drive to the museum. It kind of scared Briley, but she knew Haley wasn’t up to talking after that little incident. Instead, Briley pulled Haley into the museum. She paid the toll to enter this phenomenon of a building and led Haley to the paintings.

They saw many pieces of work by American painters; Winslow Homer, George Caleb Bingham, John Singer Sargent, James McNeill Whistler, and many more. Briley gazed at the sculptors of famous war veterans and presidents, and the sculptor of David. Briley’s breath was taken by all the different pieces of art that lay beyond the walls of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Haley made noises of acknowledgment that this was cool, but Briley could tell she wasn’t feeling up to doing this. Briley sighed, “How about we go out to eat? I am starved and you are looking a little pale.”

Haley followed Briley reluctantly to a coffee shop on the corner. They ate bagels and drank cappuccinos before heading back to Haley’s apartment. Haley barely said anything the entire time.

By Taylor

Renee Scenario II

2010-01-04T07:18:00.000-08:00

Scenario Two
The plane had just landed, and as Renee was just waiting to go and see her family. As she was starting to walk down the long ramp, she realized that the weather was nice outside and it would be a good day to go and look around her home time “New York.”

Her rental car was there; as she got into it, her phone rang. It was her mother that she hadn’t seen for years. Mother asked, “How are you?

Renee replied, “I am doing good and you?” As Renee was almost in tears, trying not to cry. When she got off the phone with her mom she headed straight to her house. She had a little ways to go.

When she got there she got out of her car and got her stuff out of the truck. She said to herself “I’m home.” She then walked to the door. “Knock, knock, knock.” Renee then heard footsteps. The doorknob turned and then the door opened. It was her mother. Tears then ran down their cheeks.

Mother responded “I just talked to you on the phone.”

Renee replied, “I was on my way here and I was just wanting to surprise you all.”
Her mother then said, “Come in and put your things away.” No one is home right now but they will be home in a few minutes. As Renee was putting her things away she heard the front door open from upstairs. Then she heard her dad’s voice. She then finished putting her things away as her mother was downstairs trying not to ruin it. When she got her things put away she then started walking down stairs. Again tears started to run down her face as she ran to her dad and gave him a hug. As they sat down for a little while and talked, the phone then began to ring. Her mother answered it to hear the voice of Renee’s brother saying that they are back at the station and ready to come home.

When her mom hung up the phone Renee asked, “Where is April and Ehly?
Her mother replied that they left and went on a brother sister trip for the day. Her mother then asked, “Would you like to go with me and your father to pick them up from the Grand Central Station?”

Renee replied, “Yes I would love to.” They then both loaded up in her dad’s truck and headed to the Grand Central Station. When they got there, Renee got out as her parents drove off to find a parking spot. When she walked into the station, she looked over to her right to seeing her sister and brother. She then walked up to them and gave them both a big hug and said, “I’m home for good.” They both were so happy that they finally get to spend time with their older sister. So they stood there waiting on their parents to then walk in. When their parents walked in, they walked around for awhile so Renee could remember what her hometown New York was like.

Carolyn, Lillyanna, and Miranda

2010-01-03T12:40:00.000-08:00

Carolyn
When Carolyn woke up the next morning she still amazed with what she had seen when she visited the Statue of Liberty. She wasn’t too for sure what she was going to be doing today but she did however know she thought she should start looking for a more permanent place to live. So she got ready and decided she was going to go and try out the little coffee shop she went by when she was headed to the Statue of Liberty, it was called Le Café.
She thought it was a cute little coffee shop and she was hoping it would be just what she needed to feel a little more at home. When she got there, there was no line which she loved because she was not in the mood to wait. After she got order and went and sat down she saw a newspaper lying on the table next to her so she grabbed hoping she would be able to find available apartments in her price range and in actual New York City, which was her actual dream destination.
She started flipping through trying to find one and it was like one just popped out of the page at her, she thought it was perfect. It was a one master bedroom, master bath, half bath, full kitchen, dinning room, living room, and laundry room. It was at the Westmont Apartment buildings on the west side of Central Park. She didn’t want to give it another thought, the price was perfect, and the location was excellent. Once she finished her coffee she went back to the hotel, went up to her room, gathered her stuff, went back down the front desk and checked out.
After driving six hours she finally arrived to the apartment building. When she found a place to park, and went to the apartment manager’s office. After explaining why she was there, he took her to vacant studio apartment on the fifteenth floor.
After exploring what she thought could be her new apartment, she and the superintendent went back down stairs to write up and agreement. After an hour of discussing the agreement they finally agreed on one. By the time they were finished it was about ten thirty, she went back out to her car and started up loading the backs that her family had sent he earlier in the week to the hotel where she was staying.
When she got all she could in the elevator she went up to her new apartment. As she was unloading the boxes as young girl and her mother came out of the apartment which was just down the hall from hers.

Miranda
Miranda woke up at ten thirty in the morning, she went to the kitchen. Her mom had prepared the breakfast for her, it looked delicious. Her dad had already gone to work and her mom decided it was going to be a shopping day, Miranda though that was a perfect idea, it was a sunny day, and she had changed her mind about living in New York. Miranda and her mom sat down at the big table by the biggest window in the apartment, they could see all central park from there.
After taking the breakfast, Miranda took a shower and got dress. She and her mom were ready and got out of the apartment. In the entrance they saw a bunch of boxes and suitcases. New neighbors, they though, at that time a young girl, about 19 years old, appeared.
Lillyanna
Lillyanna finally decided to move into the Westmont apartments near Central park she always loved how beautiful it was there. Lillyanna was walking up the stairs with boxes about the size of her, it would really be nice if I had help right abo… Lillyanna didn’t see the boxes right in front of her and she fell flat on her face two girls came to her aid. They helped her up Lillyanna said “Ugh I’m sorry I’m so clumsy!” One of the girls name was Miranda the other one Carolyn they both helped her carry her boxes in. ironically they were all moving in the apartment build around the same time so they all helped each other out. “I think I this is going to be the beginning of a good friendship Lillyanna said to herself.”
Carolyn, Miranda, and Lillyanna
After Carolyn and Lillyanna got their boxes in their new residence with the help of Miranda and her mother, they all went for a walk in central park and out to lunch. After spending the afternoon together and getting to know each other really well, they went back to the apartment complexes and went their separate ways but made a deal to hang out again real soon once Lillyanna and Carolyn got better settled in.

Remington, Rylan, and Kayden

2010-01-03T12:33:00.000-08:00

Rylan and Remington stopped by the coffee shop for a transient mocha before heading to Cornell. College was a considerable step for both of them. Neither Rylan nor Remington said much since their candlelight dinner last night on the dock. He was the preeminent cook by far; well at least that’s what she thought. The walk from the coffee shop to Cornell was exceptionally brief. The buildings were so castle-like. It made her smile. Mother would be satisfied of the manifestation. They stepped into the foremost building for registration. Every step up to the desk was an entirely distinct panic attack in her stomach. He was on the watch. Defensively. Of course. They conclusively came to the front desk after what seemed like hours. She glanced back and perceived she was three yards from the door. How pathetic. The lady at the front desk was personable, yet dressed with diminutive recognition of fashion, taking into consideration her puke green suit. Before she could comprehend what happened, Rylan had already enrolled in his classes and was peeking at her awkwardly. She immediately stopped starring at the horrid piece of fabric being displayed in front of her. Finally after getting her thoughts together she began her registration. The beginning of a new turn.

As she was leaving Brooklyn she happened to pass a Starbucks coffee shop. She immediately had that tingly sensation that meant it was time for a shot of caffeine, but she could not stop. She had to be at Cornell for registration. Kayden did not know how long it had been since she went a morning with out her double espresso caramel macchiato. It was going to be a long day…

The University was so sophisticated and glorious. The architecture of the buildings, the intricate designs on the columns…Kayden felt as if she was in her own utopia. She admired the paintings in the registration hall as she was waiting for a couple to enroll in their classes. The girl’s face looked as green as the woman’s suit… poor girl. Besides the fact that the woman had a lacking taste for fashion, her nose was probably stuck a foot in the air. There was no need for her kind of attitude, and it was not the right place or time. Because of the absence of her morning macchiato, she was not able to withstand that woman any longer. Kayden had THE headache of all headaches, and her hands were shaking beyond all control. She could think of nothing but the feel of the milk cream slowly gliding down my throat; the sweet, but bitter, mix of the espresso and caramel. This lady had no idea who she was dealing with. It was time to take matters into her own hands.

Patience was being tried. The ill-dressed lady was moving too slow for Rylan and Remington’s taste. The girl behind her was making her nervous. She was constantly fidgeting and sighing heavily. She couldn’t help it, this lady was just slow. She wasn’t this slow with him. Why was she being so slow with her? Her finger began to bounce on the counter as the lady shuffled slowly through papers asking questions like molasses. Out of no were a burst of energy was next to me. A girl about her age with blonde hair was trying to smile politely but it was not working out well through clenching teeth. She attempted sternly to ask the lady to hurry up because she couldn’t wait there all day, and that some words were going to fly if she didn’t have her macchiato fast. Remington was really starting to like this gal. The lady behind the front desk huffed and puffed but slowly began to speed up her pace. The blonde haired girl was a lifesaver.

Kayden could not have taken it any longer. The woman was moving too lazily for her taste. The couple in front of me turned around and gave her grateful smiles. Out of politeness she decided to introduce herself. They exchanged names and carried on a light conversation. Rylan and Remington decided to go to college together. If it had been Kayden’s decision she would not have chosen to have a boyfriend when she left for college, but these two seemed very happy and she wished them the best of luck. Kayden endured the woman’s constant state of laziness then escaped out of the hall as fast as possible. She found Rylan and Remington waiting outside the hall and asked them for the location of the nearest coffee shop. The day finally started to lighten up.

Dimitri and Brianna

2010-01-03T12:11:00.000-08:00

Dimitri arrived into the Russian area of New York via bicycle. The first thing he did was find a motel, and see if the lobby was still open. It was, and he gave the receptionist $50 for a room. He took the key and went inside the trashy room and slept in the scratchy bed.
Morning came and Dimitri packed up his things, and went to get some breakfast. He walked down the street to a Denny’s, and ordered a Grand Slam Breakfast. Once he was done eating he decided he would head back into downtown.
The bike was still where he had left it, so he rode into town on it. About an hour later he arrived back at his destination from the day before, the Empire State Building.
Morning had broken and Briana awoke to the sun shining through the flower dotted curtains. It was the city, but yet it was still so beautiful. She pulled the covers off of herself and trotted her way into the bathroom. She started her morning off with a nice shower and put on some of her nicest clothes. She then did her hair, and once done, she proceeded downstairs to the lobby. It smelt like freshly made coffee and sugar covered donuts. This was not her morning to stay and eat though, she was headed out to check out all of the little coffee shops that New York had to offer.
Dimitri was riding his bike when he saw a penny on the ground he turned to look at it was fascinated by it for whatever reason. Just as he was turning back around he slammed directly into a pole, smashing his shoulder violently into it before his forehead bluntly hit the sidewalk. How could he look any more stupid? He rolled over to see a young American girl staring at him in horror. The expression on her face made it seem as if she had seen a stranger die. “Oh my gosh!” “Are you Okay?” asked Briana frantically as she lured her soft tan hand down to Dimitri as if it were a gift. “Umm yea yea I’m okay” replied Dimitri as he stuttered and took her hand while still helping himself up. He couldn’t help but stare at her as soon as he regained his footage. Never had he seen someone so elegant and good-looking for an American girl. “Hello, my name is Briana.” She told him as she took a second look at him and realized his Russian accent. “Hi, my name is Dimitri.” He replied while still staring at her.
For the next thirty minutes they stood on the curb, talking about unimportant things and admiring the state of Dimitri’s wounded face. Neither one knew anything about one another except names, but yet they were still so fascinated with each other. Some time had passed and more people began to walk by giving uneven facial expressions. “Well maybe we should move on.” Chuckled Dimitri. “How does and nice warm coffee and a croissant sound?” he asked. “Sounds lovely.” Replied Briana as she gracefully picked up her knock-off Prada bag that fell to the ground when she ran to the aid of Dimitri.
Dimitri wasn’t sure why he was doing this, the last thing he needed to do was make connections in America. These were enemies of his country, but he found them surprisingly charming. Everyone in Russia was so uptight. From what he had seen in his several trips to America, most of its citizens were fun and nice. This one seemed to be the best he had ever met. She was elegant but modest, and best of all she wasn’t scared. Never before had he met a woman who was not terrified of him. She had no idea of his occupation, or the terrible things he had done. The things he was here to do may trump all that he had done before, and now he had a friend who would undoubtedly be affected directly by it. All the day they sat at the diner, talking and reminiscing and sharing stories with each other. As the sun began to set, Briana knew the day was almost over, but she knew that it had not been wasted. “Well I think its time for me to go back to my room.” Briana said with hesitation. She knew she didn’t really want to go back, she was having one of the most wonderful times of her life, but yet it was so scary because she had spent her whole day with a complete stranger. Even knowing this, she still felt as though they had known each other forever.
“Oh ok, well I’ll walk you to the door.” Answered Dimitri as he struggled to grab her jacket before she did off the back of her chair. After helping her with her jacket and placing her purse over her shoulder, they walked side by side to the door. “Well, I guess this is where it ends.” Said Briana hesitantly. “Umm yea I guess so, but we will have to meet up again another time.” replied Dimitri not having enough courage to ask her for her number. “Yes, I would love that!” Briana said excited. “I do not have a phone right now but I am staying in the Hilton, so maybe we can meet up there sometime.” “That sounds great, I’ll stop in and look you up sometime, I’ve been bouncing around hotels but I’m sure you can find me lying injured on a sidewalk somewhere again.” They both then began to laugh and pondered around for a few more minutes, not wanting to walk away from one another.
Finally with enough courage, Briana took one last look into Dimitri’s eyes and turned her head and with a whip of her hair she walked away. Neither one turned back to look at each other, with the fear that one might be embarrassed.
After about twenty minutes of brisk walking, Briana found herself back at her hotel room and all snuggled down and ready to watch a movie. The thought of being alone came to her mind, but she quickly shook it out. She hated the thought of being alone right now, especially when she is so used to watching movies with her friends.
Just as she got snuggled down into her couch, a knock came to the door. With an odd feeling and a lump in her throat, Briana got up and paced herself towards the door. With a little hesitation and light touch, she gracefully wrapped her hand around the doorknob. It seemed like it took forever, but once the door was open, her eyes stood wide and her body stood still as she gazed upon the presence of Dimitri.

Avery and Renee Scenario III

2010-01-03T12:09:00.000-08:00

Their meeting was unexpected to say the least. Avery Farr and Renee Walters met at a Broadway audition. Avery had been auditioning and Renee had entered as the audition was progressing.
Renee had just been out shopping when she walked by an old theatre in Manhattan and heard someone singing from inside. She had spent all day walking around stores and crossing streets, she needed a break and a theater chair. Plus it would be nice to listen to someone sing. Renee pushed through the double doors and found a seat at the back of the theater.
The singing, a male voice, had stopped and all she heard was the sound of people murmuring and footsteps across the wooden planked stage. Renee focused her attention on the spotlight shining a yellow circle on the red curtains, waiting for the next person to appear.
Avery was nervous as she stood backstage, listening to the male singer on stage. She was next. Only a few more minutes and it was her turn to shine. She let out a long breath as the man came backstage after his audition was over. She pulled back the curtain a bit and peered out at the theater.
“NEXT!” A voice shouted from in front of the stage. Avery swallowed and pulled back the curtain as she stepped out onto the wooden planked stage. She gave her name and stated the name of her song and then began singing.
Renee watched as a dark-haired girl appeared onstage from behind the red velvet curtain. Her name was Avery Farr and she looked more nervous than anyone Renee had ever seen. Once Avery began to sing, Renee became lost in the sound of her voice. She was overwhelmed and shocked at how good this girl was. After Avery’s performance, Renee decided she was going to congratulate Avery. She left through the double doors and waited outside for Avery to appear.
Avery felt bubbly and excited. She had never sung that well before! Now happier than she had been in a long time, she gathered her things and left the theater.
Outside the theater there was a girl with many shopping bags leaning against a bus stop sign. Avery flashed a smile and the girl returned it and started walking over to her.
“Hey. You were amazing!” the girl shouted ecstatically.
“Thank you,” Avery chuckled.
“I’m Renee Walters by the way,” the girl introduced herself.
“I’m Avery Farr,” Avery said. She liked this quirky girl with too many shopping bags.
The two girls walked a few blocks, trading stories and talking about their interests. Renee invited Avery over to her house for dinner, which Avery gratefully accepted. The girls hailed a cab and rode chattering the whole way to Renee’s house. Once there, Avery was introduced to Renee’s family and they talked her into singing for them since Renee kept telling them how good of a singer she was.
After Avery left, Renee helped her mom with the dishes and headed up to bed. She brushed her teeth and changed into her pajamas. She crawled into bed and lay there smiling because of the new friend she had made.
Avery laughed the whole way back to her hotel. She had had the best day of her life. She had nailed her audition and had made a wonderful new friend in the process. Once she arrived at the hotel, she headed up to her room. She lay down in bed and thought about the day and Renee Walters, her new friend, and what tomorrow and days after would bring them.

Briley and Scarlet Scenario III

2010-01-03T11:41:00.000-08:00

Briley left Haley’s apartment that Monday morning to get a coffee and bagels from the coffee shop on 32nd street, which was a block or two from the apartment. She didn’t want to waste her gasoline, so she just walked, enjoying the view. It was surprisingly a good neighborhood and in the few days she had been there, she had made a few friends in the apartment and in the neighborhood its self.
She was day dreaming about the lovely fellow from apartment B4 who had the most adoring green eyes when she came across the quaint coffee shop. Briley smiled as she walked into the shop encountering new faces, as she did everyday. At the counter was a tall brunette wearing a pink coat that stood out miraculously.
Briley stood behind the girl and waited patiently for the girl to order her coffee. The girl with the pink coat said, “I’ll take a coffee, black please.”
Briley watched as the girl paid for her coffee and stepped back right into Briley, spilling her coffee all over her beautiful pink coat. Briley exclaims, “OH MY GOSH!!! I am so sorry! I was standing too close and I wasn’t paying attention and…” She stopped looking at the girl and just started to cry, “Oh no, its no problem. I should have been more careful to watch out where I’m going. I’m Scarlet by the way,” the girl in the pink coat said.
“ I am so sorry. I will pay for the coffee or I will pay for the dry cleaners or whatever… Just let me pay you back somehow. I am Briley. And I am so sorry.”

After walking for what seemed hours she decided to stop at a coffee shop on 32nd Street and warm up. She walked up to the counter and took a look at the menu. All the different types of cappuccinos and espressos were just a little too much for the small town girl to handle. As she approached the cashier she said, “I’ll take a coffee, black, please.” As she stepped back she bumped into the person behind her and spilt the scorching hot coffee down her bright pink coat. “OH MY GOSH!!! I am so sorry! I was standing too close and I wasn’t paying attention and…,” exclaimed the girl behind her as she looked up at Scarlet tears welled up in her eyes. “Oh no, its no problem. I should have been more careful to watch out where I’m going. I’m Scarlet by the way,” she introduced. “I am so sorry. I will pay for the coffee or I will pay for the dry cleaners or whatever… Just let me pay you back somehow. I am Briley. And I am so sorry,” answered the girl.

After Scarlet agreed to let Briley pay for the coffee, they sat at a table, where Briley finally calmed down.

“I am so sorry, by the way. I also didn’t mean to burst into tears like that. I guess I am just really emotional lately,” Briley laughed.

“It’s okay. I am really emotional too. I just moved here and I have no one. All my family live in Oregon,” replied Scarlet. Scarlet was a pretty brunette with warm brown eyes. Briley felt at ease with this new stranger.

“Really? I just, well, sort of moved here from Kansas. I am rooming with my friend Haley. I had to get away. Hence, the emotional roller coaster ride,” Briley blushed as she said this and then laughed, “But Oregon. That’s interesting. What’s it like there?”

“Um… well I lived in a small town. It wasn’t anything big. There was a movie theater but that’s about it. The only thing I miss is my family,” Scarlet said, sipping her new coffee that Briley payed for.

“That’s cool. I didn’t really have family. I lived with my…EX boyfriend for a year and a half. Then I just moved here. A fresh start if you will.” Briley smiled at Scarlet, “Any emotional reasons for you to move to the Big Apple?”

Scarlet paused for a moment, trying to think about what to say. Then she nodded, “Just to be my own person, I guess. Nothing drastic like a break up,” Scarlet laughed at her own comment, causing Briley to laugh too.

“Briley Jamison. That’s my full name. What’s yours?,” Briley asked Scarlet.

“Scarlet Benochi. It’s Italian,” Scarlet smiled.

“An interesting name at that,” Briley smiled and drank her iced cappuccino.

For an hour or so, Briley and Scarlet sat and talked about where they lived and other things. Then, after exchanging numbers, they went there separate ways; Scarlet going off on her walk again and Briley going to Haley’s apartment with her coffee and bagel as promised.

Zachary and Sabrina Scenario III

2010-01-03T07:22:00.000-08:00

Zach waited in front of the columns all day long until 7, and she never showed up so he figured that Biancha didn’t want anything to do with him, and he could give her one more chance by calling her tomorrow. So on my way back to the motel he saw a coffee shop that looked pretty welcoming. When he entered, Zach saw a girl sitting at a table by herself. Sabrina seemed kind of down, and after the day he had, he figured they both could use some company. He sat down in front of her in the booth. At first she didn’t look up.

Then finally when she did, he could tell she had been crying. So being the curious person he was, he asked her what was bothering her. After what seemed like several hours they shared their life stories with each other. They found out what brought both of them to the Big Apple. Coincidently, both Sabrina and Zachary were here trying to relinquish past relationships. After they both cleared their minds of everything that was bothering them, they decided to part ways, both much more content with themselves.

Lillyanna Scenario III

2010-01-01T12:45:00.000-08:00

Lillyanna finally decided to move into the Westmont apartments near Central park she always loved how beautiful it was there. Lillyanna was walking up the stairs with boxes about the size of her, it would really be nice if I had help right abo… Lillyanna didn’t see the boxes right in front of her and she fell flat on her face two girls came to her aid. They helped her up Lillyanna said “Ugh I’m sorry I’m so clumsy!” One of the girls name was Miranda the other one Carolyn they both helped her carry her boxes in ironically they were all moving in at the same time so they all helped each other out. “I think I this is going to be the beginning of a good friendship Lillyanna said to herself.”

Kayden Smith Scenario IV

2010-01-01T12:37:00.000-08:00

The week had been so special for Kayden. The weather was perfect, the city beautiful, and the shopping was pretty incredible…although the prices did not usually agree with her. The next big event on the agenda was at Time Square for New Year’s Eve. She had seen the ball drop every year on television, and now she finally got to experience it in person. She could picture the large crowds, the lights, the countdown, and the first kiss…except this year she was going to get one. 
The thought had been circling in Kayden’s mind since that morning. She didn’t want a relationship before she started college, but every year in the past she had someone to share the special moment with. Maybe she was old fashioned, but the first kiss of the year was special to her. It meant the beginning of something new. Just as Kayden was leaving her seat in the Café Délicieux, a little café on the corner of 5th and Main, a man spilt his coffee all down the front of Kayden’s brand new white blouse. The coffee burnt Kayden’s stomach and the blouse was instantly ruined. The man gave Kayden a horrified looked, and started wiping her blouse. Everyone in the Café was staring. Kayden’s face turned bright red and she snatched the napkin away. He looked up with an embarrassed face and she noticed for the first time that he had big blue eyes the color of the sky that were framed perfectly by his long eyelashes. He smiled at Kayden and she could not take her eyes off of him. His perfect white teeth complimented his tanned skin and sandy blonde hair. She pulled her eyes off of him and smiled back. “Hi, I’m Tanner. I’m really sorry about your shirt,” he said, “let me pay you back for it. I hope I didn’t burn you. My apartment is just a couple blocks away from here. You can get cleaned up there.” She didn’t know how to respond. She did not want to go to his apartment or for him to pay her for the shirt. His gorgeous looks had knocked the air out of her. Kayden fell out of her trance and responded, “I’m fine, really. It’s just a shirt so you don’t have to pay me for it. I actually have to meet my aunt and uncle at the house before I go to Times Square. That is where I am headed right now.” He kind of showed a little of a disappointed look, but it soon went away when he asked if she needed a ride. Kayden could not lie her way out of this one. He would see her getting on the bus, so she had to say yes.
The whole ride to her aunt and uncle’s Kayden barely said a word. She took mental notes about where he was from and that he transferred to Cornell for his junior and senior year…coincidence? Kayden was stuck in a world full of questions and thoughts like, “Why did this have to happen? This guy has to have a girlfriend. It is not a big deal. He’s just an acquaintance.”
The twenty minute drive soon turned into thirty and then forty minutes as Tanner took some “accidental” wrong turns. While he was having his trouble with directions, she was focused on not staring a hole through the poor guy. Every once in a while she spotted him looking at her out the corner of his eye and smiling. Instinctively she smiled back, which could have been a bad move because his next question took her by surprise. “Would you want to meet me at Times Square tonight or I could pick you up? Since you don’t know anyone from around here, I figured you could use a little company. It can get pretty crazy and dangerous down there.” Kayden was shocked. She had not been planning on actually having a “date” for New Year’s, let alone a stranger as her date. Still, he was so sweet and in the hour they had spent with each other she felt like she had known him her whole life. Tanner pulled into her aunt’s driveway and patiently awaited her response. Kayden slightly nodded her head, reached for the door, and replied, “Pick me up at ten.” A wide grin spread across his face as he watched Kayden walk up the driveway. Then he thought, “This New Year’s is going to special...”
Tanner picked her up at ten and took her out to eat at a four-star restaurant. The dinner date went so well…they never ran out of anything to talk about and they shared many common interests. For one, they both played baseball/softball. Second, they were both involved in FCA in High School. Lastly, they only live thirty minutes away from one another. Kayden could not have been happier, and by the look on Tanner’s face neither could he. Once dinner was over it was 11 30 and time to head for Times Square, but Tanner was going the right way. Instead, he turned off onto some abandoned looking street and parked in front of old run down building. Kayden did not know what was going on. “Is this where you kill me?” she joked. Tanner just got out of the car and walked to trunk. He pulled out a big black bag and told her to follow him without any expression. Kayden started to get frightened, but followed him into the building. They walked up four flights of stairs. All of a sudden it turned pitch black and Tanner’s footsteps could not be heard. Someone grabbed her arm and she began to squirm. Tanner led her down a tunnel and out a door where she was shocked by the beautiful view in front of her. They had to have been miles away from Times Square, but the ball could easily be seen. She could hear the countdown…10, 9, 8, 7, 6, and then two arms wrapped around her waist. Kayden’s heavy heartbeat drowned out the counting as Tanner spun her around and caressed her lips with his. Butterflies engorged her stomach and her head became dizzy. Tanner placed one hand on her lower back to give her support and the other on the nape of her neck. Time stopped as Kayden disappeared between the touch of his muscular arms and body.

Avery and Renee ---- Scenario IV

2010-01-01T12:33:00.000-08:00

The year had flown by too swiftly for Avery Farr. For the first half of the year, she had been earning a steady income working at a diner and doing small Broadway productions. She had gotten an apartment in September with her friend Renee Walters, whom had attended every single one of her performances. It was now December 31st, New Year’s Eve.
She was sitting at the small square table in their tiny kitchen, looking out the window at the tall skyscrapers which looked like fingers grasping for the sky. She sipped coffee from a blue mug, feeling invigorated as the hot liquid raced down her throat. She needed the caffeine.
Renee walked into the small kitchen of the apartment, walking by Avery with a small, “Good Morning”, and went straight to pour herself a cup of coffee. She sat down across from Avery, hands, being warmed from the hot coffee inside her cup. She and Avery sat and discussed their plans for New Year’s while they both sipped coffee.
The air was crisp with winter chill when the two friends left their apartment. Renee was listening to Avery talk about a new musical she was going to be in, but she was distracted by the thought of spending New Year’s in New York.
New Year’s in New York was one of the reasons Renee left in the first place. She hated the hectic chaos it brought and the streets overflowing with drunken people. She preferred the quiet festivities of the small town she lived in a year ago. She remembered being able to see the entire vast darkness of the night sky and the fireworks lighting up the world in bursts of color.
“Earth to Renee.”
Avery had stepped in front of Renee and she had almost walked into her. Renee pushed her thoughts away. “Sorry about that. I was just thinking about some things.”
“Obviously,” Avery rolled her eyes sarcastically, “You didn’t hear a word I said did you?”
Renee blushed, “Sorry. I didn’t mean to.”
“That’s alright. Tonight is what’s important,” Avery said cheerfully, “It’s going to be so much fun!”

Night had fallen quickly once the girls had started shopping. They headed back to their apartment and got ready. Avery wearing a short black cocktail dress with a pink band around the waist with black strapped stilettos, and Renee wore a short black ruffle dress with silver cardigan over it and silver ballerina flats.
Avery left the apartment with Renee in tow, giddy about spending New Year’s in New York, while Renee felt the exact opposite. Avery had always watched the New Year’s show from Times Square on television, but now she would actually be witnessing it in person! She couldn’t hold in her excitement as she turned to wait for Renee to catch up with her. Avery noticed that Renee looked distracted and a little upset.
“What’s the matter Renee?” Avery asked her friend. Renee sighed and then began telling Avery about how she didn’t enjoy New Year’s in New York and how she missed the simplicity of the small town she moved from. The girls decided that they would go to Time’s Square and once an hour passed, if they weren’t having a good time that they would leave.
Once arriving at Times Square, Renee felt a small tinge of annoyance as she and Avery pushed their way through the crowd. She checked the time on the small wristwatch she wore and saw that it was 5 minutes until midnight. Renee looked at Avery and saw how excited she was. How could she feel this way when her friend was having such a good time? She should be just as excited as Avery because of the good that had happened during the year.
Avery lived off of energy from crowds. It was how she fueled her performances. But now this energy, unlike the applause from an audience, was a mixture of anticipation and the heat from hundreds of bodies pushing against one another as the New Year arrived. She had noticed an improvement in Renee’s mood once they found a place in the crowd. Renee was now laughing and joking around with her. The girls got their cameras out and started taking pictures of everything.
“Five….four….three….two……ONE!” The huge crystal ball dropped simultaneously with people all over the world shouting in the New Year. Avery and Renee both jumped up and down, shouting with the arrival of the New Year. The girls looked at each other, laughing and grateful to have each found a great friend during the year and to spend the next with.

Briana - Scenario IV

2010-01-01T12:19:00.000-08:00

It was the morning after the surprise show up of Dimitri at Briana’s door. She had awakened to the sun shining through the curtains in her hotel room and the sound of people in the streets getting ready for New Years. Today was the day that Dimitri said that Briana and him would meet up again, which really excited her. Although he was still a perfect stranger, Briana had never felt more overjoyed to be with such a person.
The people below in the streets began to get louder and Briana came to conclusion that it was probably time she got ready and begin her celebrating. With a wisp of energy, she jumped out of bed and raced over to her neatly folded clothes she had laid out the night before. She gracefully put them on and then paced herself into the bathroom where she began to do her hair.
When getting all dolled up, Briana grabbed her coat off of the Swede chair by the TV in her room. She put it on and then grabbed her purse and strolled out the door. With excitement and butterflies in her stomach, she pushed on the gold plated doors of the lobby and walked out onto the sidewalk.
The air was filled with the smell of cologne and perfume, along with the sweet aroma of dough from the coffee shop and the cooked hotdogs on the side street cart. People were carrying shopping bags and in a delightful mood. The atmosphere felt great and so did Briana. Without hesitating, she put one foot in front of the other and began to walk down the sidewalk. After walking for a bit, she reached the square, where already hundreds of people were gathered to watch the ball drop that night.
She was so excited! Not only for that but she also got to see Dimitri tonight. She didn’t know where the best place to hang out would be, so she lightly walked over to bar that seemed as though was not to rowdy. She walked in and sat down at the counter and waited for service. While waiting an unsatisfying feeling came across her. She began to wonder if she would even see Dimitri tonight. She really wanted to but how would they meet up and she felt like it wasn’t going to be real.
But with her stomach growling she tapped on the counter ordered “Cheeseburger and fries please.”

Carolyn -- Scenario IV

2010-01-01T12:14:00.000-08:00

After getting settled in to her new life and getting to know Miranda and Lillyanna better, Carolyn then realized that she had been in New York for six months and it was New Years Eve. Since she had never experienced New Years in the city she wasn’t for sure how to celebrate. Luckily she had a couple days to figure out what to do on that night. After careful consideration she decided that wanted to be at Time Square when the ball dropped at mid-night.
Luckily after spending this time in New York, she had met other people that she could celebrate with. She so called them up and met them at Time Square at 7 that evening. They went and ate supper at a nice restaurant called Laissez-Faire. They spent plenty of time there that by the time they were finished eating it was almost 11 o’clock. So they paid their bill and walked to Time Square. It was a good thing they left when they did because by the time they got there it was almost 11:30 and people were already filling the area in.
When it came time for the count down to begin, Carolyn and her friends gathered close together and began counting down from ten. When everyone got to one, they all yelled Happy New Year. Carolyn was extremely happy to be able to spend this marvelous time with her new friends and getting the see the magnificent firework display that she and her family usually just watch on television, this made her miss her family dearly.

Scarlet -- Scenario IV

2010-01-01T12:11:00.000-08:00

As she arrived back at her apartment Scarlet felt a sense of happiness for the first time in New York. She had finally met someone who she had something in common with. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad after all. That’s what she was here for, to meet new people and start her own life in the Big Apple.

The next morning Scarlet woke up with a new outlook on New York. She was going to have fun, make friends, and make the best of the experience. It was New Years Ever, what better day to start out new. With no specific plans for the night, except of course to watch the ball drop in Times Square, she figured she would roam the town in search of the best New Years events she could find.

In preparation for the big night ahead of her Scarlet decided to go shopping. She had to get the perfect New Years dress and of course cute shoes to match. She got her hair and nails done just for the big event. On her way back to her apartment she saw posters along walls and covering the sidewalks. They read “New Years Eve Bash in Central Park. Don’t Miss It!” Now she was even more excited than before.

As soon as she arrived at her apartment she started getting ready. She slipped on her new dress and shoes and headed out the door. “Taxi!” she yelled as one came to a screeching halt in front of her. “Central Park please!” she requested. Just the cab ride was making her anxious she couldn’t wait to see what it would be like.

As she paid the cab driver and stepped out she looked out upon Central Park and seen hundreds of people. It was exhilarating meeting so many new people and possibly making a few new friends. If was amazing. There were fireworks and tons of people to mingle with and hear their stories of New York. She finally felt like she fit in.

Everyone at Central Park was headed to Times Square to see the ball drop. Scarlet had always remembered being at home with her family and watching it on television as they celebrated the New Year. As she followed the crowd she could feel the excitement of everyone around her. When she arrived at Times Square she was amazed. It was even greater than she could imagine. Seeing it on TV was nothing in comparison.

Suddenly it was time to begin counting down. “10, 9, 8, 7, 6…” it was so close. “5, 4, 3, 2, 1.” There was cheering and excitement as fireworks exploded all around. It was a new year and it was time for a new start. Scarlet was so excited to start over. From now on she was going to take New York by storm and have fun in her new life.

Remington & Rylan - Scenario IV

2010-01-01T12:08:00.000-08:00

The first semester of college had been a stressful nightmare for Rylan. He was working to the best of his potential to comprehend and succeed in all of his complex biology classes. Remington was having a bit of an easier time. The majority of her class time was spent in the college pre-school and classrooms working with kids. She loved it. Although she too had some classes that were a struggle to stay awake in. Both of them were very excited for Christmas break. Remington told her parents she needed to stay in New York for Christmas because she had a very important extra credit research project due. Rylan persuaded his that he was going on a trip to Mexico with his biology class to study amebas.
Christmas was glorious for the two. Time square was brilliantly filled with lights, but neither of them thought it was going to be anything compared to New Years Eve. He, especially, knew it was going to be so much better, and she didn’t have a clue.
New Years Eve day, He woke up early and made her favorite breakfast, blueberry pancakes with blueberry syrup. He set it next to her bed. He watched her breathe in and out so gracefully. He waited for the aroma of the warm pancakes to wake her but she was sleeping so well. It was taking too long on his clock. He kissed her tender forehead and traced her remarkable face with his fingertips. He longed to see those stunning brown eyes. The last time he saw them was when he kissed her goodnight and that was far too long ago. She breathed in deeply and opened her eyes. He looked at her and smiled. She then saw the pancakes and smiled. She didn’t have to say a word. He knew she loved pancakes in bed; and today needed to be flawless.
Remington wasn’t hungry for lunch she had eaten too many pancakes, but she was up for some coffee which he knew was coming. He walked down the street to their coffee shop and bought her favorite while she was taking a shower. When he came back she was out of the shower and had the ends of her hair curled just the way he liked it. She kissed him mercifully then started to sip on her mocha. She informed him that she needed a contemporary outfit for when they watched the ball drop because it was a principal occasion and she minimally had to have something prevailing to wear. He ecstatically kissed her goodbye as he received instructions to pick her up at her house by six because she thought she would be hungry again. He chuckled. She was always hungry.
Remington looked for what seemed like hours for that picture perfect outfit. She wanted to find something that Rylan would like. When the clock was ticking to the last minute, she saw the dress. It was an unfussy dress but purely well-designed .It was the color of the picturesque Caribbean ocean water. His favorite. It wasn’t poufy because he didn’t like that either. It was a little bit above the knee and an exclusive covered chest top with silver sequins in an elegant design on the chest. She loved it, and so would he.
While she was frantically looking for an outfit, he was running around finishing some errands of his own. He needed flowers, chocolates, and the perfect way to say and present it. He sat in their room pondering the perfect way as beads of sweat rolled down his temples. He gazed at it as if it was going to give him the answer and the results he wanted.
She walked in the door hoping he wouldn’t see her outfit for the evening. She wanted it to be a surprise. He walked out of the bedroom and it looked like he had run ten miles by the way he was sweating. She looked at him with a puzzled smile. He quickly replied he had gone to the gym and just got back. Remington shrugged her shoulders and did her best to hide her dress out of his sight.
It was time to get ready. She told Rylan he had to get ready in the guest bathroom. He continually asked why and she simply said because she said so. He shook his head in frustration. Women. She was too excited about something. Had she discovered it? Was everything ruined? He frantically ran to the bedroom to find it unrecovered and unmoved. He was puzzled. What was her secret? He quickly got ready and began to pace back and forth in front of their bathroom.
She took her time. She wanted to look flawless for him. She wanted him to be proud. Her hair was fixed just the way he liked it, and she used the perfume that he couldn’t resist. Her final touch to her ensemble was the diamond necklace he got her for Christmas. She took a deep breath looked over herself one last time and stepped out of the door.
He couldn’t believe it. She was stunning. He didn’t know how long his mouth hung open before she cleared her throat. He immediately snapped to attention, and the thing in his pocket felt like it weighed a ton. He walked over to her ran his fingers over her cheek and kissed her. She loved his wordless kisses.
They headed out on the town to have some fun. He held her close the whole night. He didn’t want her to leave his sight or side. He was always guarding his love, his everything. She laughed and smiled all night long. He loved seeing her happy. Not a single word could describe his feelings for her. Not a single word could describe her feelings for him.
Everyone started to shout when they shot beams of light on the New Year’s ball. It was getting close. He began to sweat again. He felt sick. She looked at him and asked him if he felt alright. He nodded yes and she didn’t look convinced. She continuously was looking over at him to make sure he was alright. Her arm was firmly around his waist as if she was going to catch him if he fell.
Finally, the crowd began to count down. His knees began to buckle and shake. She felt them shaking and quickly turned to him and asked if he needed to go to the hospital he smile, laughed, and said no. She was so confused. When the crowd reached three, he kissed her cheek and knelt on the ground. She couldn’t figure out if he just needed to sit down or if he was tying his shoes. He reached into his pocket. She was so confused that a headache began to arise.
As soon as she saw that little black box, all the noise and excitement was gone. She stood in silence and tears. He smiled at her and opened it. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. He tried to ask her but she was unresponsive. He chuckled as he felt tears rolling down his cheeks. He grabbed her hand and she looked down at him with tear-filled eyes. He said her name. She looked at him dumbfounded. He asked her again, “Remington, will you marry me?” She gasped at his words. She tried to tell him her answer but the words wouldn’t come out. Finally after doing her best to speak she shook her head yes. His heart leaped for joy. He jumped up swooped her into his arms and he kissed her as his fiancé for the first time. They both laughed as the crowd around them broke into applause. The ball had already dropped but that wasn’t the excitement of the night.

Briley -- Scenario IV

2010-01-01T12:07:00.000-08:00

Briley sat at the apartment on the day of New Years Eve, with Haley and a book. Her phone laid in her hand as she talked to her new friend Scarlet about joining up for that night for a party, but she didn’t feel like really partying. She had Adam on her mind again. She knew that he cheated, but she didn’t care anymore. She knew that she would take him up in heart beat. She missed him so much.
Haley sat on the couch watching a movie with her coffee cup in her hand and a bagel sitting on a plate in her lap. Suddenly, she looked up at Briley, “What are we going to do tonight, Briles? I heard there were quite a few good parties…but I just want to go see the ball drop. Even though I have been here for two years, I still haven’t witnessed that beautiful phenomenon. What do you say? That cool with you?”
Briley looked at her friend, who sat there happily waiting for her to reply. She didn’t feel like going anywhere. She just wanted to lay in bed with her phone, wishing Adam would call or text…
“Okay,” Briley smiled at Haley, “Let’s go see the ball drop.”

It was 11:30 p.m. and Briley and Haley were standing in the bar across the street from where the ball was going to drop. Briley sighed as she tried to talk to the drunk college kid in front of her. He was quite attractive, but he wasn’t Adam. She kept imagining his blue eyes shining as he talked and his smile and laugh. She swore she heard his laugh. She tried so hard to pay attention to the guy, who had referred to himself as Henry…maybe Harry. She didn’t care. She wanted to find Haley and go back outside to watch the ball drop.
It was five minutes in counting until the ball dropped and they were standing outside with gloves and coats with drinks in there hands. Haley glowed in the fluorescent light of the bar sign. She was so pretty. She flirted with some college guys and a few others that she seemed to know. Briley stared at her cup when she heard everyone start counting down the time until the ball dropped. Haley joined this hubbub. Briley just stood there, watching the sky.
“Five…Four…Three…,” Briley felt a tap on her shoulder and she spun around to see a very familiar face. The one she had missed so much. “Adam!”
Everyone screamed, “HAPPY NEW YEAR!” all around her. He smiled, “Happy New Year Briles,” and kissed her…

Renee Scenario V

2009-12-31T12:45:00.000-08:00

When Avery and Renee were at the Times Square, Renee had met this guy that she thought was kind of cute named Brandon Tomson. He was a cute skinny, cowboy that liked to have fun. We hung out and talked for a while, and we thought to each other that maybe we were meant to be.
After a few months of hanging out, he asked, and Renee said, “Yes.”
Time then flew by. It was Christmas day, and Renee was spending the day with her boyfriend that she had for almost ten months and her family. As she was sitting there just waiting to go to her parents house, the phone rings.
Ring, Ring, Ring she answered, “Hello.”
Brandon replied, “Are you ready?”
She responded “Yes I am.”
Brandon then said “Alright, I am on my way over.”
Click, Renee hung the phone up.
Brandon arrived, and she opened the door. When she opened the door to Brandon, he got down on his knees and asked Renee, “Will you marry me?”
Renee responded while starting to cry “Yes, I will marry you.” As they had their little moment, they then headed to Renee’s parent’s house. When they got there, Renee showed her parents her big diamond ring that Brandon got her for Christmas. Her parents were proud. After their time of spending their day with her parents, Brandon then took her back home. The next day when she awoke, she was getting ready to go spend her day with Brandon and his family.

Dimitri Scenario IV

2009-12-31T12:39:00.000-08:00

As Dimitri had stood at the door facing Briana the night before, he knew the chances of him actually meeting up with her were 50-50 at best. He had to finish some of the business he had come here for in the first place. He was being asked to do terrible things for his country.
Even as these things weighed on his mind, he knew that he wanted nothing more than to just be normal and to try things with her. He began to despise his own government. They had lied to him, and were attempting to wage chemical warfare on the world’s most powerful nation. Nothing had been done between these two countries in at least fifteen years, and yet the hatred still ran so deep for members of the Russian government.
These same men who ran the government, ran the Russian mafia. The system was so corrupt, so much that the men elected to improve the country were the ones who were holding it back. Dimitri was just a powerless servant of course. He was their instrument of destruction. Countless people had been put underground by his hands. He acted without hesitation, doing these things because he had been told and he knew his leaders were right. He was no longer so sure.
Dimitri held the vial of liquid in his hands. It was cold to the touch, and looked like some kind of makeup. It would be ill advised to put this on your face though. Dimitri wasn’t sure what exactly it would do, but he was positive it would kill, and spread very quickly. This is exactly why he was standing in the post office.
Dimitri placed the vial in a small box and quickly sealed it, he had only done this after poking several holes the tube’s plastic bottom. The lives this would end would ultimately lay at the back of Dimitri’s mind for the rest of eternity.
He had not gone through with his superior’s desire for terrorism, and had instead chosen justice. The box was well sealed, and dropped not in the local box, but the international one. It was not addressed to an enemy of his country, but the motherland itself. Its destination was a happy one for Dimitri, The Boss’s HQ. This was a better choice than his office within the government, as that mail would be searched and scanned. The package would arrive at the HQ several weeks later, seeing it was from Dimitri, one of those idiot grunts would take it directly to The Boss’s office. He would open it seeking news of the great success in America. As Vladimir Putin would ultimately come to know, Dimitri was no longer one of his puppets. As the master puppeteer tasted his last bit of air, and struggled pull it in his lungs, he would curse the betrayal of his most trusted aide.
To the Russian people, they would lose an icon and a leader. But to those who knew better, as scarce as they were, they would rejoice. There was more for Dimitri to do, though. He needed to make sure the people of New York were safe from epidemic. He had opened of malicious virus and needed to make sure it wouldn’t hurt anyone.
At night, the local water treatment plant was easy to get into. Dimitri clutched a Skorpion in his hand, a small, single handed machine pistol that was inaccurate but made up for it with a high rate of fire. He didn’t think he would need it, but sometimes you don’t know. The hardest part was finding the place where the water went when it was finished treatment. There was no better night to do this than now, New Year’s Eve. As he found the last valve, the final barrier of protection for NYC’s water supply, he opened it and dumped the second vial of liquid inside. The serum was now going to be spread throughout the entire city in the morning. But now, Dimitri had a meeting to attend.
Dimitri did everything he could to find Briana, but it just wasn’t possible. The sheer amount of people that had flooded to the town made the already crowded streets, overflowed. Dimitri knew that things were going to be bad in Russia so he needed to make himself disappear to them, or he would surely be killed.
The Internet café was fairly empty, and almost closed for the celebrations, but Dimitri found a computer and hurriedly went to work. Sending an email to the HQ was risky, but believable. He told them that he had gotten very sick and had sent the serum to them so that they could be prepared. It was such a wonderful lie. Everyone there would voluntarily infect themselves with a deadly virus. He ended the message by forecasting his own death, saying he believed he was on the edge of life, and that he had served his nation well. He wished them all well and said goodbye. A lump formed in Dimitri’s throat as he pushed send.
Dimitri left the café, and found that the streets of New York were even more crowded than before. People were pushing and shoving to get better position in lines, some were even fighting. A man bumped into Dimitri, and paused for a moment as he passed him. Only when the man turned around did Dimitri realize it was a police officer. The officer was the no nonsense type. He asked Dimitri if he was from here, which was a dumb question. Dimitri answered honestly and cooperated. The man asked for identification and Dimitri said that he had none on him. The officer said he was going to have to take Dimitri back to the station to question him about some suspicious activity, to which Dimitri insisted could not happen.
The officer, in an extreme display off aggressiveness, pulled a baton and told Dimitri to get in the handcuffs. Dimitri punched him in the face, and felt his nose collapse under his knuckles. Before the man even hit the ground Dimitri was running through the crowd. He was running directly toward the Russian area of town, where he knew he could find shelter. The streets were less crowded this far away, and Dimitri knew it was only a matter of time before he was seen. The police obviously knew something about his actions, based on the way the officer had interrogated him. There must be a warrant on him. As Dimitri was getting into an area of town he recognized and thought he could hide in, a police car pulled around the corner and stopped 10 feet in front of him. The passenger jumped out as soon as it stopped and drew his gun. Dimitri was now 5 feet away, frozen. The only thing he could do was kick dust in the man’s face and dive out of the way.
A shot rang out, and met the pavement. It had narrowly missed Dimitri as he had dove to the ground. The next few moments passed in a blur. By the time Dimitri had gotten off the ground was putting bullets in the air. The initial burst made its mark on the side of the car, and the officers both hit the dirt in an attempt to dodge them. Dimitri’s second burst tore through the nearest man’s chest, sending him all the way to the ground. The other man was on the other side of the car, so Dimitri rolled onto his stomach and shot him in the ankles. One more burst finished the job. Dimitri knew he was going to need more firepower than an inaccurate submachine gun, so he headed toward his hotel.
His room was just as he had left it, 100% organized. The guns were completely organized. An AK-47 with more than enough ammo for a huge battle was laying on the table. Under the bed was stockpile of grenades and ammo for his Skorpion. The backpack Dimitri was about to carry would hold all of this, except for the AK. He would be carrying that. Dimitri was going to fight his way to safety.
As he stepped outside of the hotel, he figured out that was going to be much harder than he had imagined.

Zachary Scenario IV

2009-12-31T12:36:00.000-08:00

Whenever Zach got back to the hotel, he had plans to go watch the ball drop for New Years Eve the next day. So the next day he went to watch the ball drop towards midnight and whenever he got there everyone was counting down from 10 and said HAPPY NEW YEARS! Zach later on saw Bioncha by herself sitting on a bench by herself. Zach walked up to her and said hello, what’s wrong. She said I do not want to marry this guy that my parents want me too. I miss talking to you, but im not sure if it would work. Zach then said well im willing to give it a try, do you want to come live with me? Bioncha said yes, and Zach and her are now on there way back to Zachs’ house to live haply ever after.

Avery Farr Scenario V

2009-12-31T12:35:00.000-08:00

It was mid-March when Avery Farr got her big break. She had been leaving the small community theater where she had performed earlier that night, when a man, who was a Broadway producer, stopped and talked to her. He had attended the musical and loved her performance. He told her she had a beautiful singing voice and wanted her to star in his Broadway production of Phantom of the Opera.
Avery had of course been delighted by his offer and had accepted. She needed the pay boost that came with it. She had begun to run low on the money her mother had left her, even though she had been very frugal with it, and was only barely getting by with getting paid for her performances at the community theater.
Once she arrived back at her apartment, she called Renee Walters, her best friend who had moved out earlier that year, and told her the good news. After getting off the phone with Renee, Avery decided to go out and celebrate. She ran to her room and put on her green silk cocktail dress and then ran out the door. The only thing she was thinking about was the start of a great adventure and the fulfillment of her lifelong dream.

Kayden Smith Scenario V

2009-12-31T12:30:00.000-08:00

Kayden’s head was in the clouds the following morning. Tanner had taken her home around one o’clock, and neither one wanted to leave each other’s side. They may have only known each other for one day, but that kiss made Kayden realize that she needed to live in the moment. One can’t plan out their future or expect the unexpected. Sometimes the most important moments of your life come at the most inconvenient time, but you have to embrace them. That was one of those moments for Kayden. She didn’t expect to meet anyone or even fall in love, but she knew she had to embrace it because everything happens for a reason.
Kayden didn’t know what to expect, but she had to experience his love. Tanner made her feel so special and happy, unlike any other guy she had dated. Maybe this could be the one…time would tell.

Remington & Rylan Scenario V

2009-12-31T12:15:00.000-08:00

That kiss could’ve lasted forever. Holding her there in his arms. Her arms around his neck. Both of them smiling underneath their kisses. The crowd’s applause and laughter surrounding them was completely silenced to them. He whispered I love you. She whispered it back. Their foreheads touched, they closed their eyes. Time stood still.
The next morning, once again he made her second favorite breakfast. Breakfast Burritos. He knew she didn’t like blueberry pancakes two days in a row. He fixed her burrito complete with all of her favorites. Jalapenos, banana peppers, Valentina, and Cholula topped off her breakfast master piece. He couldn’t stop smiling. She came into the kitchen in his t-shirt, make-up-less, messy hair, and beautiful. Rubbing her eyes she walked over to him and hugged him. She smelled so good. She thanked him again with a kiss. This was the start of a beautiful beginning.
Seven years down the road. Same sweet love. Same midnight kisses. Same bedside breakfasts. There’s going to be a little one. She says it’s time to go. He breaks into a sweat. She calms him in a firm voice to get the car. He scrambles around searching for the keys. She yells at him because they are already in the car. He dashes into the garage. She chuckles at his clumsy actions. He normally does pretty well under pressure, but not this time. She holds her back and slowly makes her way outside. He scrambles out of the car and runs up to her and picks her up and carries her to the car. He is freaking out. He keeps asking her if she is okay. She smiles shakes her head yes.
At the hospital he carries her in and yells for someone to get a doctor on the double. She laughs at his impatience. She asks him to put her down. He does very gently. She kisses his cheek and whispers, “calm down love” into his ear. He smiles kisses her forehead and then turns to yell at the nurse for not getting a doctor fast enough. She laughs, but it’s starting to hurt. The pain is growing ever quickly. The twins are getting very impatient.
Hours pass. He won’t leave her side. He screams when she does.
The moment comes. A baby’s cry fills the room. Then another baby’s cry echoes. Tears stream down his face. She smiles as he gets their baby boy. Ryder. He looked just like Rylan. Simply beautiful. The doctor brought their second miracle to Remington. Her face was perfect. God’s faultless gifts. They both were crying. Life would never be the same.

Miranda Scenario V

2009-12-31T12:13:00.000-08:00

The bell rang and Miranda got out of anatomy class, it was her last class and as usual Ethan was waiting for her in the door. Miranda had started school three weeks ago, and Ethan had been helping her a lot during those weeks, although everybody was really nice to her and she had not had any trouble making friends. Ethan had asked her for a date that weekend and of course she had accepted it. She really liked him, and she enjoyed being with him. It was Friday and after saying good bye to Ethan, Maya, one of her new friends, took her home.
She arrived home around three thirty and when she saw her dad was at home she though it was weird, her dad always was at work at four in the afternoon. She said hello to her dad and her dad with a big smile started talking to Miranda.
- Miranda how was your day at school?
- It was really good, dad, why are you at home? Tell me what is going on…
- Honey, we are coming back to Madrid! Isn’t it great? I’m going to be the principal at the bank of Spain, you are going to go to your school again and you are going to see your friends! I felt so bad for you when we moved…
When Richard said that the world stopped for Miranda, she couldn’t believe they were moving, this was the third month, and she loved the new high school and Ethan… she didn’t want to lose him. She felt betrayed.
- Dad, you can’t do this! Please, don’t do it! I am already used to all of this, and you know I love it, you know I love New York! You don’t do this because of me; you just care about your job.
- Miranda! This is the best choice for everybody and you will do whatever I say.
Miranda started crying and went to her bedroom. She spent there two hours, just crying and thinking about how much she was going to miss all of this. Her mom arrived home and she knocked Miranda’s door. Miranda let her come in.
- Hi honey, I see your father told you the news… I know you must be upset, I am sad too. But Miranda, this is really important for your father and so for us, besides, you are coming back here whenever you want, and you know that.
- Mom, I know that but why move now? We have been here just three months, and dad’s job right now is enough good.
- Miranda, we are moving in three weeks no matter what so the best for you is to accept it, and enjoy these three weeks here.
Miranda told everybody about the news, all her friends looked very sad, nevertheless she decided to follow her mom’s advice and enjoy. She prepared a party before moving and she had her date with Ethan, it was amazing although it made her being even sadder. The last days she packed everything.
The plane lift at eleven o’clock in the morning and it was ten thirty, they had been in the airport since two hours ago, and now they were going to the flight’s gate. They arrived there and when they were showing the tickets to the people in charge someone called Miranda. Before turning around Miranda knew who was, she started crying, she turned around and hugged him. They just didn’t say anything; they stared at each other until Miranda realized she had to go to the plane. Ethan kissed her for the last time and let her go. Once in the plane Miranda looked at the window and she felt happy because of all the things she had lived and all the people she had met, then she turned to her mom and she started talking to her.

Briley -- Scenario V

2009-12-31T07:24:00.000-08:00

Briley looked up at the early morning sky. The sun was just rising on New York City’s tall skyscrapers. She felt a little sorrowful, but she also felt happy. She knew she said that she hated Adam and would never take him back, but she couldn’t help but miss him. She kept saying to herself that he was a terrible man, and that he deserved Briley’s ex best friend. Then when he arrived in New York to surprise her, she melted. No one had ever made her feel the way she did.
She had such a great connection. Not only physical, but there were always sparks when they spoke. Such a cliché but it was the most amazing thing ever. They could always spend hours on end talking about anything and everything. And the conversation never got old. And when he touched her hand or brushed her shoulder or smiled at her, she melted like butter. It was hopeless. She was a fool in love. And she knew she had to take him back.

At noon, Haley was in the living room as Briley prepared for her lunch date with Adam. Haley didn’t know it, but Briley was meeting Adam to discuss her going back home. Haley just figured that Briley was going there to end it all. But Briley didn’t know.
Haley hated Adam with a passion, because of what he did to Briley.
Briley smiled awkwardly at Haley as she twirled around in her dress that she was wearing. Haley put a thumbs up and said something intelligible and then swallowed the ice cream that she was devouring, but not gaining a pound. She repeated herself, “Way to make him want you before you shoot him down. I taught you well.”
Briley felt a pang of guilt, “Yeah…uh… Hales, I need to tell you something…”
Just then the door buzzed. Haley said, “Yeah?”
A male voice that I found so seductive all those years came over the intercom, “Its Adam. Is Briley ready?”
Haley glared at the buzzer, “Yeah, she will be right down.”

Adam put his hand on the small of Briley’s back as they walked back to Haley’s apartment. It was four o’clock in the evening now, and she bit her lip in anxiety as she contemplated telling Haley her verdict. They got into the apartment building and made the slow march to hell as she thought about what she would say.
Haley was sitting on the couch reading the latest Vampire Kisses novel when they walked in. Haley looked up with a smile, but that smile faded quickly as she saw Adam standing behind Briley. “Oh. It’s you. Briley, why is he in my apartment. I thought you were getting rid of him.”
Adam gave Briley a shocked look. Briley bit her lip in frustration, “Uh… Haley, I know I told you I was meeting Adam to finalize things… You just assumed that I was ending our relationship. But no, I am actually here to tell you that I am moving back to Kansas. Tonight.”
Haley looked hurt. But then her expression softened, “I am going to miss you so much, Briles.”
Briley let a tear fall, “And I will miss you!”
The two embraced as they cried. Briley would miss Haley, but she was going home.

Dimitri Scenario V

2009-12-26T12:41:00.000-08:00

The ball had dropped, and New York was in a state of pandemonium. No one knew, but there was a major gun battle about to erupt. Dimitri had walked out of his hotel to hear police sirens closing in, and even the hum of a helicopter. He had dealt with plenty of them in his time, but this was different, he was completely open to attack. He climbed a ladder and jumped across onto the roof of an adjacent building.
The helicopter appeared and its searchlight began looking for Dimitri. He duck behind a parapet, and made sure his rifle was ready to fire. He ran across the rooftop and jumped to another that was higher. But as he made the jump, a light engulfed him. The helicopter had circled back and caught him. Dimitri was in a very high position, but the chopper was even higher. Almost within seconds, four squad cars arrived in front of the building.
The officers all had pistols pulled and aimed at Dimitri. He had the high ground, so he had a tactical advantage in that respect, but there were 8 of them, and one of him, a significant disadvantage. Dimitri took some time to survey his situation and peeked over the parapet. One of the officers fired at him, missing very wide left. Dimitri had an escape route, but would need to shed the police to get there. He had arranged on his way to NYC for a boat to be sent to a dock on the Hudson River for him. It was still there, hopefully. Dimitri began to walk across the roof in a low crouch, but shots rang from behind him, and pinged off the roof only a few feet from him.
Dimitri swung around with his rifle ready. As quickly as he spotted the two men on the opposite rooftop, he had opened fire. Two quick bursts, and two blood-curdling screams. Dimitri did not like the nature of his work, but as his father always told him “You cannot change what you are good at.”
This led Dimitri into a series of ego inflating thoughts about his talent for killing. He was snapped out of his trance by the familiar hum of the helicopter. It was back, and this time with a purpose. There was a man positioned out of the side with an automatic rifle, but for whatever reason he was unaware of Dimitri’s position. Then Dimitri realized the man’s eyes were trained on his fallen comrades on the other roof. An unfortunate reality for this man was that he would be joining them. It looked as if an invisible hand pulled the man from the helicopter as the bullets tore through him, and he landed in a heap next to his buddies.
Dimitri turned his attention to the men on the ground, as he peeked over the parapet, they opened fire, just barely missing. Dimitri tossed one of his frag grenades into the street below, and as it exploded, it took the lives of 8 men and 4 squad cars. Sirens could be heard in the distance, so Dimitri enjoyed the snap of a new magazine in his rifle.
He had to get moving, or else he would be surrounded too quickly to react. As he climbed onto higher roofs, and jumped across to even ones, he came across one that was incredibly high. It was a gigantic church, and was a difficult climb. Now the cars were lining up in the street below, all police of course. As Dimitri neared the peak of the bell tower, he could see that his escape was getting more and more complicated. Priority number 1 was the helicopter. It had returned yet again, and seemed to have another man in the gun. This man was much more attentive. A long and concentrated burst of gunfire tore into the side of the building, the closest of which met their mark within six inches of Dimitri. He rolled into the tower and took cover. He checked his rifle one last time and swung it around. The first burst ran along the side of the chopper, but didn’t hit any vitals. The man reappeared to counter fire, and Dimitri ducked. Lead flew inches over Dimitri’s head, and for the first time in his life, Dimitri felt he was equally matched. This was true of the gunman, but not the pilot.
As soon as he pooped back up, he fired intensely. This chased the gunman back inside the cabin of the chopper. Dimitri then turned his attention to firing on the pilot. A long burst into the windshield until it shattered, and the pilot slumped in his seat. Without a pilot, the helicopter took a downward dive. Dimitri was admiring his work, but all of the sudden was caught by a burning feeling. This feeling intensified as Dimitri peered down at his chest. A hole had been torn in his jacket, and more importantly the right side of his chest.
In a sense, this sealed his fate. He was now wounded and against countless law enforcement officers. But he didn’t have to die in this tower. Dimitri swept his rifle across the street, and emptied an entire clip. Then he threw the clip as hard as he could, followed by two grenades. Dimitri almost didn’t notice the helicopter crashing into the side of a building, it slammed into the ground, and a grenade blast made it explode in a blaze of glory.
Dimitri knew he had to make an escape. He took off his jacket and slung his rifle over his shoulders, and looked for a power line. The tower had a single power line running directly away from where to police where. He used it as a zip line and took his rifle back out with his free hand. He fired on the police that he could see, and scored a hit on one. But they fired back, and a bullet hit Dimitri in the thigh. It seared through all the meat, and was incredibly painful. But as soon as he got it back together and managed to keep his grip, another shot shattered his wrist, forcing him to let go of the line and into a freefall.
The funny thing about falling is landing. Most people get right back up after they fall, but this would not be the case. Dimitri’s mind raced as he plummeted. The concrete looked too thin to break his fall. One thing stayed in Dimitri’s mind; a petite American girl that made him change his mind about America, and effectively started all this. It was unfortunate that he had to kill all those men earlier, they didn’t deserve any of it.
The shadow grew as he approached the ground. Dimitri closed his eyes for the last time. He made his peace and said cursed the life he had lived. Then he made contact. His arms hit first, and were pulverized. His face exploded out of the back of his head, and everything was dark.
The news that night described the event as a terrorist attack on NYC. What they did not know was the heroism he had shown for the country he knew so little of, and what he had done to his native Russia. There was no memorial service for Dimitri. His remains had been cleaned within an hour. His face was never to be seen again, only remembered by that little American girl he had met once.

Sabrina Scenario V

2009-12-26T08:30:00.000-08:00

She finally found him. After a week of searching the big city of New York, she finally found him. He was staying in a big apartment building on the other side of central park in apartment number 22. She decided that night was the night. It was New Year’s Eve and she was going to win him back, she just had to. She spent the whole day getting ready and preparing herself for what the night was going to bring. Many questions kept running through her mind. Like what if he had moved on already with someone else, what if he left all his feeling for her that warm day in May when he left so long ago. She couldn’t think about all those things though. She had to keep a positive mindset.
Late that evening the streets were packed full of people. But that was expected on New Year’s. Everyone was out celebrating the new year to come. She then made her way to his apartment building. She stood there and just stared at the front door before she finally made herself go inside. Slowly but with a bit of anxiousness she made her way to his door. She knocked a few times. She didn’t hear anything, and just when she was about to leave, the door opened. They stared at each other for what seemed like hours. Sabrina could feel tears welling in her eyes. For so long she longed to see his face, this face standing right in front of her.
The she suddenly got this overwhelming urge to hold him. And before she knew it she was. She started to pull away when she realized what she done, but then she noticed that he was holding her back. He was actually into it and not pulling away. Then the inevitable tears came. She tried to pull away, but he wouldn’t let her. Then all of the sudden she was in his tight embrace and he was kissing her. Not gently either. Passionately like he had done nothing but think about and totally obsess over how much he loved and missed her over the past few months. This is exactly what he had done.
He tried to distract himself from thinking about her by burying himself in his work. It wasn’t working though. He still went home every night fighting not to go back. He knew he couldn’t. He had the same fears she did. He thought she would have already moved on and he couldn’t forgive himself for ever leaving her. He felt he deserved the punishment of a broken heart for breaking hers. And now here she was. As beautiful as ever, right in front of him. This overwhelming feeling of love and relief swept over him and he couldn’t control himself. He had to hold her. He had dreamed of this day for many months. But he always reminded himself that it was just a dream. But now, now it was reality. She was here with him, and this time he wasn’t going to let her go. This time she was his forever and he would do whatever it took to keep her safe and happy, with him.