Victoya McDermott

9/17/2014

He sits at a grey round table, in the cafe area of the big library on 42nd street. He starts typing on his laptop,then his fingers suddenly stops moving and he loosens his navy blue tie that's sits on his light blue shirt. He starts biting his finger nails then starts drumming his finger tips on his left knee that is covered by black slacks.he gets up walks a couple of steps to his left, his black leather shoes squeking with every step. He rubs his head then sits back down. His phone rings and he pulls out a white and gold iPhone 5s, he yells into the receiver that he "needs more time". He hangs up the phone and throws his head down on the keyboard his silver reading glasses falling to the table. He starts to look around the cafe, then stares at his keyboard, the corner of his mouth begins to pull and he starts typing away.

She walks holding her lower back while her loose sheer black shirt blows in the wind.The guys she's with is holding her arm gently walking her to the nearest green table. She sits down crossing her legs showing her freshly pedicured toes in her pink sandals. He loosens his top button of his white button down shirt and takes a seat in the green chair next to hers. They both stare smiling at each other for a while, he then goes into a yellow bag with the letters PAX written on it. He pulls out a tuna sandwich and a water bottle that says Poland spring. He feeds her a bite of the sandwich accidentally spilling tuna on his khaki pants. He uses a brown napkin to wipe it up and notices she has tuna stuck on the left corner of her puffy pink lips, he uses the napkin to wipe it away gently. She brushes his red cheeks and he begins to smile, then they both began to chuckle. He whispers something into her ear then rubs her belly and she smiles and wipes away a tear off her swollen face.

Her blondish brownish pigtails swings back and forth as she runs through the grass humming a song, her yellow flower dress blowing with the wind. She's splashing in every puddle with her blue rain boots with every step she takes.she then turns to and spots the birds her brown eyes glistening in the sunlight, she starts to chase after them. She starts spinning in circles chuckling, her voice high pitched. She takes a piece of white sheet paper out of her back pack shaped like a poodle and lays on the grass coloring with a green crayon. She then starts to hum the same tune she was humming just moments ago. A lady in a blue sheer dress calls out to her "Allison let's go honey". She turns to the lady and smiles reveling small dimples on both of her cheeks and skips toward the lady. They both hold hands and head out the park.

With an odd brownish orange color for a pigeon, it sits shaking it's head in the wet grass. It starts shaking is feathery wings and white tail feather. It picks at a piece of bread on the concert ground, then flies over to the other normal colored pigeons. They began to fight over a piece of bread they're black beaks moving rapidly. The other pigeons flies away from the brownish one leaving it to sit in the grass by itself. The brownish pigeon with it's orange beak flies up to a tree branch, where it sits there looking down at the other pigeons. The other pigeons walk together along the grass poking they're heads in and out. The normal pigeons then fly off together, the brownish pigeon heads in the same direction trailing far behind.