[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Driving – Chicago, IL 
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Once Kimiko’s arms wrap around my waist, I start the bike and back it up with my feet before accelerating forward slowly. I know she wants to go home, but I can’t. My energy is jittery, and I usually go for a long ride after breakfast.

Instead of turning right to return the way we came, I turned left. She’s already pissed at me, what’s a little more hatred and anger going to do?

I wait until we leave the town limits before I push the bike faster. The wind roars around us, the sound dampened by our helmets, but the speed is thrilling. I push the bike as fast as I dare with a passenger, easily taking curves in the road.

I first learned how to ride when I was twelve, starting with this old, rusted motorcycle I found and nursed back to life. I totaled the thing and broke my arm, but the next day, when my arm fully healed, I was hunting for another bike to ride. I’m fairly certain it was the first time I had fallen in love.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL
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I add bubbles to the bath before lighting a few candles for Nero. It’s the middle of the day, so light streams in through the bathroom windows, but the mood of relaxation is still present. I open the cabinets under the sink and search for the dehydrated lavender to add to the bath.

I shut the water off once the tub was full and laid out a towel for Nero before returning to their bedroom. I knock gently on the door before I poke my head in.

[color=#006400]”It’s ready, my little imp.”[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b]  – Chicago, IL 
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[color=#DB7093]”I love emeralds, but I also have my eye on yellow sapphire. It reminds me of the sun and would add a lovely touch to the fountain. The problem is I haven’t found anything large enough,”[/color] I say, frowning. [color=#DB7093]”Show him the pictures of the fountain,”[/color] I say, tugging on Nic’s arm.