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 Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 6:48 pm
The Beach is a long stretch of white sand and crystal water. Small beach houses dot the shore along with many beach chairs. Sail boats and other sea fairing vessels may be seen from the shore.
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 6:42 pm
Christopher walked along the boardwalk, observing his surroundings for people. He sighed, relieved. Some alone time, again. He was sure to become lonely soon after and scurry to some other area. He found a seat under a tree, then relieving himself on it. He thunked his double bass beside him. He stared at the clear blue sky, and wondered why no one was walking along the shore. A perfect opportunity for a romantic evening with that special someone. Relaxing, he vaguely thought that he shouldn't run away so much, but somehow, in this atmosphere, he didn't really care.
[EDIT]Christopher's eyes flew open. He realized it was about time that clases were starting. He grabbed his bass, while shuffling around for his timetable. Running, he took a look at his first class. Battle Arts. Christopher made a face. He wasn't the type to engage in battle. So why was it part of his timetable? Shrugging it off, he headed towards his class...
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