.:|Meddler|:. {Kale}

Ed woke up starting the day a little different then usual. He took his time doing everything. It seemed like it was one of the days that you would want to treasure forever, and last only so long. He did his morning chores and got dressed finally. He looked outside and could see sun somewhat and he knew it was normal weather time now. He thought about heading to the center today, since it was almost the time of the reaping and it was his last one. But he decided against it because he wasn't a fighter.

He looked at himself in his mirror and thought that he looked somewhat good looking. But then he remembered that no one would really pay attention to him or his looks, so he threw on his jacket and grabbed his guitar off the dresser and headed down stairs. He passed by his mother who was in the kitchen. What she was doing he didn't quiet catch what she had said as he closed the door behind him. He looked around to see if anyone was around and no one was there. He sat on the steps and started to tune his guitar so it could get the right note on each of the strings.

He started to strum the guitar to try and get a beat going that he can work on. He was working on his new song he tried to write. The lyrics weren't bad but it was the melody to fit with it was the hard part for him. He got halfway through the song when a girl came up to his house area. He got a little confused when she asked if she could listen for a little bit. He thought nothing of it because someone else that could listen to it could help him out a little. He spoke to her and said, No problem, you can sit next to me. I am just working on a song. I was trying to get a good melody and beat for it so it had something goo to work with.. He went back to strumming of his guitar. He started to hum some of the lyrics. He didn't know if he should say the words or not right now. But he looked to see if the girl was into the beat and melody of the guitar.

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He continued to fiddle with the guitar and humm the lyrics. The girl had come and sat down next to him. He could tell she liked the music from her little movements of swaying and what not. He continued to strum where she talked to him. She asked him what his name was. He normally didn't give out his name but that was just at school usually. On his own property it was a little different. He stopped playing the guitar and looked at her as she flipped her hair or what ever girls did with it.

My name is Ed. Ed manning is my full title. But a lot of people call me Ed, why I do not know. But I like your name Julie. It is interesting name to have, for such a pretty girl.

He went back to his guitar for a second and started to finish up the song. He knew he had it down now. But just enough to try and sing it. He was a little afraid to actually sing because that never turned out well for him. To himself he sounded like a cow getting squished by a elephant. He turned to her as she spoke to him asking him if he had writen the song himself. He thought about telling her yes and what not, but the tone in her voice told him she really wasn't interested in learning that. So he decided to turn the tides on her.

Well yes I did, but that is definitely not worth knowing about. Music is music. Since you are here, why not tell me something about yourself? He asked her with a little enthusiasm in his voice.

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