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Sonny.

"So, oh great Sonny, where are we now?" Chad asked.

I could tell where we were, most of the time, me being good at geography. I looked out, and a smile the size of Texas came onto my face.

"Chad, we're getting off this train now."

June 24, 2010. 10:30 A.M.

"What?" Chad asked, surprised. "Why?"

"Come look!" I squealed. He came up behind me, his head almost on my shoulder.

"Um...I see dust." he raised an eyebrow.

"Here, use these." I handed him the binoculars.

"Did we time travel or something?" he asked, handing me the binoculars.

I looked through them. Yes, there was dust, but farther off there was a town. And not just any town. It was an old-western town! There were two rows of what looked like about four buildings, all connected and made of wood, another row across from them. There wasn't any grass. The only plant life, it seemed, were a few cactus (cacti? cactuses? cactus?) here and there, along with some desert bushes. I expected a cow skull to be sitting somewhere, or maybe a horse running around.

"I didn't even know they still had those anymore!" I exclaimed.

"Why would you want to spend time at one, though?" Chad's nose was scrunched, as it usually was whenever he didn't like something.

I sighed. "Living in New York...it's kind of nice to get out of the city. Please, Chad?" I looked up at him with puppy dog eyes.

"Oh, come on, not a puppy-dog face!" he whined. "Oh, alright, fine!"

"Yay!" I squealed, grabbing my suitcase. Chad did the same, then opened the train car door.

"Toss the suitcases out first." he instructed. We both did. "We're lucky this train is going slower then usual. Now come on." he grabbed my hand. I ignored the comfort that gave me.

"We're also lucky that there's sand and stuff down there, not as hard a fall." I smiled. "Ready? Jump!"

We leaped out of the train car in unison. The second my converse left the floor of the train, I felt free. It wasn't that long that we were in the air, but still. We landed in the warm sand, which was comforting compared to the floor of the traincar. Sure, sand isn't that soft, especially when landing...

Well, you'd understand if you had been in my position.

"That was fun!" I yelled, smiling.

"There's sand in my hair!" Chad whined, his hands frantically brushing through his hair.

"Oh, stop whining." I playfully slapped his arm. "Now come on. We should start walking to the town." we both picked up our suitcases and set off in the direction of the town.

"Why is it so hot out here?" Chad moaned, probably thankful he was wearing a T-shirt.

"We're in Texas, Chad." I rolled my eyes. "Of course it's a bit warmer then New York."

June 24, 2010. 10:52 A.M.

"I never thought I'd see one of these places in person!" I exclaimed as we entered the town. I looked around in fascination at the buildings. On one side there was the Sherriff's building, a bank, a general store, and an unamed building. On the otherside was a hotel, a few more unamed buildings, and then one I expected to be there. It was the biggest building in the row - the Saloon. I could hear music playing from inside it.

"Chad, let's go over there!" I pointed to the Saloon. Without allowing him to agree or disagree (probably disagree), I grabbed his arm and dragged him over to it.

We entered through the scroll swinging doors (your typical western doors, of course). Inside there was a bar to the left. In the middle of the Saloon there were all kinds of tables, people sitting at them. Opposite the doors was a large stage, on the right of it a staircase which led to a balcony above the stage. I could make out doors on the balcony.

"Hey, ya'll!" there was a girl sitting on the stage. Her hair was blonde, long, and curly. She was wearing a pink dress. The skirt poofed out, with so much of that white screen-like material under it, it almost looked like a ballet skirt. The top of it looked like a tanktop, except the sleeves were on her arms instead of her shoulders. It was a moment before I noticed that she was talking to me and Chad. (And the fact that she got off the stage and practically skipped over to us.)

"Um...hey?" Chad asked awkwardly.

"Hiya!" I exclaimed, enthusiastically. The girl smiled.

"You two are new here, I take it?" she asked, then continued before we answered. "My name's Tawni." she spoke in a little bit of a southern accent, but it wasn't as heavy as some of the other people's that I could hear talking.

While we were talking, Chad had picked up his suitcase (we set them down when we came in) and tried to walk out the door, but I pulled him back. "I'm Sonny, and this is Chad."

"It's nice to meet you two!" Tawni smiled, then frowned when she looked at our clothes. "But you certainly need to change."

"Oh, yeah. We're runaways, you see, and we've been on a train for the past two days."

"Ah, I see. Well even if you were wearing yer cleaner clothes, I'd still tell you that'cha need to change! You need to get into the western spirit!" without another word, she pulled us up the stairs, onto the balcony, and into one of the rooms up there.

June 24, 2010. 11:08 A.M.

"I love this dress!" I smiled, playing with the skirt. It was a replica of Tawni's dress, except it was red.

"I know, ain't they pretty?" Tawni grinned.

"Are you done changing yet, Chad?" I asked. He was still in one of the rooms with the outfit Tawni gave him.

"I'm not coming out of here." his voice came from one of the doors.

"Why not?"

"I look ridiculous."

"You can't look that bad!"

"Fine." Chad grumbled. The first door opened, and he stepped out. "See? Ridiculous."

"Naw, now you look like a cowboy!" I smiled. He had on light tan pants, and cowboy boots. His shirt was dark brown with a blue vest over it. And, of course, he had a cowboy hat.

"But I don't want to look like a cowboy." he argued.

"Oh, come on, Chaddy!" Tawni patted him on the back. I laughed at the nickname she gave him. "Now you don't stand out as much."

"Of course I'll stand out. I look like an idiot!"

"Oh yeah?" Tawni led us over to the edge of the balcony. "See down there? That's what most of the guys are dressed like. Now stop bein' such a sour puss!"

"Yes, Chaddy." I teased.

"How long until we leave here?" Chad whispered to me.

"We just got here!"

"Exactly."

Haha, just imagine him with a cowboy outfit on. I was laughing while I was writing it.

And, woo, Tawni's there! And she's nicer!

Now even though I used Nico and Grady as the Conductor and Engineer of the train, I have to bring them in again now.

'Cause, I mean, come on. Nico and Grady + Old West = has to be done.

-Abbie