Chapter 2: A stroll through the park
My eyes scanned the small kitchen furiously.
"Where are you..." I mutterd quietly to myself.
"Ah HA!" I shouted, scooping up the keys and lacing my black converse.
"Hey Uncle Paul! I'm going for a walk!!!" I patentily waited his answer.
"Okay, dont be out too late!"
He shouts back.
I smile and practically fly out the door and down the street.
The afternoon air was warm and inviting, as if it held new beggingings.
I turned a few corners until I was really really in the city.
Luckily for me, I had spent a good three hours or so memorizing a map of this place, so getting lost wouldnt be a problem.
I plugged some earphones into my ear and switched on my phone.
Scrolling through the variety of songs, I settled on "Walking on Sunshine" by Katrina and The waves.
Yeah, I know, old, but still a great song.
People at my old school often teased me about my old taste in music.
But I didnt care, as long as I was happy, then they could think whatever they wanted.
The up-beat song made me place a little bounce in my step as I carried on through the crowded street.
People gave me funny looks or sideways glances, I took note, but didnt let it bother me.
NYC was exciting.
There were new shops and resturaunts around every corner, endless buildings, smells, and faces.
Although I was new, I figured I would get used to it.
A green blurr from the grey jungle of concrete caught my attention.
A park, perfect!
Although I didnt particulalry enjoy the country life, I still missed it.
Feeling the need to be surrounded by trees and greenery, I pressed on towards the park.
After a few crosswalks and turns, I reached the serene lushness of the grass.
I removed my headphones, wanting a little peace, and began to stroll down the long paved roads.
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My overcoat's hood hung limply over my eyes and most of my face.
Same as it ever did when I rarely went to the surface.
I had returned my book and was going home empty handed.
Not even a new book could cure my boredom.
The sun was setting off in the east, small streaks of its last light string across the sky.
My brothers and I would be setting out for patrol in a few hours.
"No you're cuter!" Sombody giggled loudly from a bench.
I turned my head in the sounds direction only to be met by April and Caesey cuddling up to eachother. I groaned slighlty and threw up a little mouth, feeling a ball of anger knot itself deep inside me. I averted my eyes and stomped off in a complete different direction.
I couldnt stand them somtimes.
I continued to stomp, not caring were my feet took me.
Left, right, left, right.
I just wanted to be away from them and their little love fest.
Bleh.
Only 5 minuted past the whole scene, I found mself lost in the park.
Not many people were around since it was nearly 6:00 and starting to get dark.
Why not take a stroll?
The warm summer air seemed comforting and breezy.
A few crickets began to chirp as the sun started to leave the sky till morning.
Although I was alone, I kept my hood up and hands in my pockets, because you never really know with this city.
Deciding to head back, I began to trod unhappily back to the lair.
Left, right, left, right.
I was almost at the gate when a choking-gagging type sound rung through the vacant park.
Well, what I thought was vacant.
The sound made me spin on my heels and I desperatly attempted to pinpoint the noise.
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Oh no! Not now!
Stupid asthma!
Everytime I want a little peace...
No, it was wrong to blame this on the asthma, I was the dumb one who forgot her inhaler.
I was about to leave the park when it happend, the tightening in my chest, heaving of my lungs.
My whole body felt electic and cold, in a horrible way.
This is it.
I though.
I'm all alone, and gonna die here my first day.I felt a tear slip down my cheek as I gasped louder, hoping, praying anyone would hear.
In the last seconds of consisnous I had left, my eyes picked up a hooded figure, running to me.
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