Everyone came out of school in a large crowd, talking about what had happened today. Owen stared up at the sky, pointing at it.
"Hey, May! Look at that!"
May looked up. "Huh? What is it?"
May saw the sky, which looked like a wall of flame. The sky was a bright orange, and it shined through the clouds in a fiery red. The clouds were lined with gold and silver, washing across the sky like waves.
"Most of the time, those clouds mean that a storm's brewing." Owen commented.
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"Really? Then we better get inside, quickly!" May chuckled.
They walked back home slowly, and Owen looked over a paper in his hands.
"What's that?" May peeked over his shoulder.
"Oh, I thought we could do the assignment Mr. Reliquus gave us."
"Now?" May asked. "But it's only due later!"
"Well, we've got to stay ahead. And besides, there's still a lot we don't know about each other."
May put her hand on the back of her neck. "Uh, you sure..?"
"Why not?" Owen smiled. "I barely know anything about you, and you get to know more about me too?"
"How about we do this at home?" (Line here)
They sat on their respective beds, legs crossed.
"Okay." Owen asked. "Which one do you want to go with first?"
May sighed, thinking. "What about... Your childhood stuffie?"
Owen chuckled. "Starting with that, huh? I guess I'll go first. It's nothing really, just a plushie I named 'Sheepy.' Actually, let me see if I can find him!"
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Owen rummaged through a cabinet, pulling out a sheep with white, messy fur. He had two black beady little eyes, with triangle ears and two little stubby arms.
He put his hand in the stuffy like a puppet, moving Sheepy's arms.
