Sep 29, 2013
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"Hey, Lydia." Allison smiled as she approached the girl's front door where her best friend stood. "Are you on your way out?"
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- martinuslydia
"Hey, Lydia." Allison smiled as she approached the girl's front door where her best friend stood. "Are you on your way out?"
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Isaac was training in the woods, taking a five mile long run to get ready for his next game. With all that had been going on, he'd forgotten how much he liked lacrosse and the anticipation of a match; it was nice to be able to be excited about something so innocuous as a sport. As he stopped to take a sip from his bottle of water, he heard someone not far behind him. "Who's there?" he asked, curious, as he turned around.