Morgan:















Morgan was the adventurous type. She found her way into interesting places because she couldn’t control her curiosity. This time, it was an empty parking garage. She always found parking garages to be cool places to explore. The ceilings were low, the smells were different, and the lights left the whole area with an eerie feeling.

“Hey, what are you doing in here?” Someone called out to her and she whipped her head around to see who had said that. She saw a boy around her age walking towards her.

“I’m sorry… I was just…” She tried to explain but his appearance caught her off guard. He had the most beautiful blue eyes.

“It’s kind of late. What are you doing out here so late at night in such a dangerous city?” He continued to ask.

“I could ask you the same.” She retorted.

His lips turned up in a crooked smile. “My dad owns this parking garage. He organizes it along with his mechanic business.”

“Andy?” A disembodied voice sounded.

“It’s my dad.” Andy informed.

His dad appeared from behind a pillar and began walking towards them. “There you are. And—oh. Who’s this?”

Andy looked from Morgan to his dad and then back to Morgan. “Oh, this is my friend, um…”

“Morgan.” She said for him.

Andy’s dad looked at Andy and then back at Morgan. “Well,” He said. “I was just closing up but,” He stopped to think for a second. “If you two want some alone time, I’ll be in my office.” He winked at Andy. “And Andy, go get your guitar out of the office. It’s been sitting there for ages. It’s taking up valuable space.”

Andy nodded and ran to the office to grab his guitar as his dad had told him. Taking his chance, Andy’s dad stepped a little closer to Morgan. “How long have you known my son?” He inquired.

Morgan didn’t know what to say. She couldn’t tell him they just met. It obviously seemed like Andy’s dad thought she was Andy’s secret girlfriend or something. She had to make something up. “Oh, for a little while now. We met through mutual friends.” She said.

His dad nodded, soaking up the information. He would be sure to interrogate his son later on when they got home.
“Got it. Sorry about that.” He said to both his dad and Morgan.

“Well, like I said, I’ll be in my office.” His dad patted his son on the back twice before heading back around the pillar and disappearing into his office.

Andy looked back at Morgan with the guitar in his hands. “I’m sorry about my dad.” He said. “What did he say to you?”

Morgan shook her head. “Nothing. Don’t worry about it.”

Andy shrugged it off and walked over to a ledge and hopped up. He waved Morgan over who hopped up on the ledge next to him. “Do you want to hear a song?” He asked, putting the guitar in his lap.

Morgan nodded eagerly. She loved boys who played guitar. She found them so much more interesting. The fact that they took the time to learn how to play really attracted her. She had tried to learn how to play when she was younger, but she felt it was too difficult, and quickly gave up.

Andy played a few bars of a random song but then stopped, putting the guitar behind him and daringly scooting a little closer to her.

“You’re really good, you know.” She commented.

He put his hand on top of hers. “I’m alright.” He said. “I have a better idea though.” He changed the subject quickly.

“I’m listening.” Morgan said with curiosity. It seemed Andy was just as adventurous as she was.

“Let’s go somewhere. Let’s just run. We’ll explore this town, you and me. Because, in the end, you’re not going to remember the boring details of life. You have to live on the edge. Let’s make this life we have memorable.”

Notes

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