Cayden found himself at a pool party. He loved all kinds of parties, especially pool parties. He was having so much fun, and didn't want the party to end. And lucky for him, it was far from over. After the party had started for a little while, someone set up a karaoke station to the side. Cayden, who loved to sing, ran over to the karaoke machine. But, the machine was set up to only play duets. "A duet?" He asked, not wanting to have someone take away his spotlight. He decided he'd have to share, and waited for someone else to come by who wanted to sing.

Cayden just finished getting ready for the day. His hair was flawless. His clothes were even better. And the sun was shining beautifully. He walked around outside a little, enjoying the sun and the beauty of everything. But of course, that didn't last. Cayden noticed a little drop on his face. "What?" He asked, "No, not now." He ran for cover before it started pouring. He ran into the nearest building, safe from the water. He quickly examined himself, making sure he didn't get too wet. His clothes seemed ok, but his hair wasn't. He frowned and looked out the window, hoping the rain would end soon.

Cayden was walking around town, having a pretty average day. He had his headphones in, playing his favorite music. His hair looked perfect, as it always should. He thought today was going pretty well. Of course, until he ran into someone. They were holding a drink, which spilled all over both of them when they collided. "Hey!" He screamed, mad that they had ruined his stylish outfit, "watch where you're going!"

Another day, another new city. And to Evelyn, it meant one thing - another new library. The girl smiled mischievously as she curled up on the floor, flipping through the pages of a novel she'd pulled at random. She'd been here for about 20 minutes and had yet to have an interruption. Of course, that was too good to be true, and before she knew it, someone must've not seen her and stumbled backwards over her. "Oh my gosh." she gasped. "I am so, so sorry."

If there was one thing Zaniel could take pride in that was given to him from his parents (other than his extreme lack of self consciousness) was the fact that he was very well traveled. So, as he sat on the airplane (in the window seat, as usual) he was already well adjusted, his navy blue neck pillow on and iPod in his pocket, just waiting for the seat belt sign to be turned off. So of course, when his seatmate sat down next to him, he simply looked over, smiled, and waved.

If her parents could see her now...she probably wouldn't live to see tomorrow. Astin had taken her on a trip into a city. Which city, she couldn't quite remember. All she knew was it took months of convincing to let her go with him, and she just blew every chance she may of had at another trip. Why, you may ask? Simply because the curly haired girl was absolutely and completely lost in a city she didn't know. And she was absolutely terrified.

Honestly, she very well knew she shouldn't be out this late alone - or out this late at all. Yet, the 14 year old couldn't help but feel that something was calling her to roam the streets that night. Perhaps she'd visit Astin - he worked at the tavern in town on weekends. She had no plan, she soon realized, and had only gone where her small feet had taken her. Eyeing the corner, she debated whether or not she should visit her brother. Seeing someone walking the opposite way, she called "Bonjour! You wouldn't happen to know how busy the tavern is tonight?"