-Radio Free Roscoe- â¢the Notebookâ¢
A/N: Thanks for all of the amazing reviews!!! They were great! Thanks to: MutantJediBaur, Carissa, SakuraandLiforever, RFRIrishFan56, tRIly, and Trina. Your reviews were very overwhelming and greatly appreciated.
Travis silently swept his backpack off of the ground and placed it on the couch so that the tiny dust particles on the ground wouldn't invade his bag, and make it an attraction to all allergies.
He walked around the table, placing the headphones back in the proper positions, he liked to work in a clean environment. Until, something caught his eye. It was stuck where the two tables met, as if it were trying to be hidden.
Letting curiosity getting the best of him, Travis tried to pull the book out, but whoever had jammed the darned thing in there, must've had a pretty good arm. After his first attempt failed, he decided to put those muscular arms to work. He grabbed hold of the book with one hand, and tugged. And started to break free, eventually breaking into Travis' hands.
Travis studied the book patiently, while carefully running his hands up and down the cover, a regular notebook cover. But in this case, there was no name bestowed upon the front of the book. He gave the book a quizzical look, as if it had feelings, and opened the book slowly and patiently. "Curiosity killed the cat..." He murmured to himself.
Studying the first page of the mysterious notebook, it had finally hit him. This had to be the book everyone was talking about. He smacked himself in the face. "You're just like Daryn now." He said to himself mournfully. "But, it has to be a gang members. I'm sure they'll understand..." Travis thought to himself with no regard of anything, just impatience.
The first page was a beautiful sketch of a sunset in the background, a sort of abstract image. The illustrator of this picture had mighty talent. Making the sunset looked blurred, as it if were in the distance, while making the waterfall in clear view, as it was close up. He smiled to himself. "This person has real potential." He carefully murmured o himself, while flipping through the next pages of the artwork.
After a couple more pages in the book showing the owners artistic abilities, he came to a divider in the book, a yellow, thicker piece that was used to divide the book in three sections of your choice. This one was labeled however, poetry and personal information.
After deciding whether to turn back, and stop looking at this book, Travis decided in order to find the owner of this book, he would eventually have to guide his eyes to the personal information segment. Feeling rather guilty of this action, he dared but not have a choice.
Completely ignoring the poetry, he flipped straight to the personal information, and there, was a heart, with two names inside of it. Two names that could be great together, that made the flirtatious looks and slightly brushing of the shoulders, all come together. All be understood.
A/N: Thanks for all of the amazing reviews!!! They were great! Thanks to: MutantJediBaur, Carissa, SakuraandLiforever, RFRIrishFan56, tRIly, and Trina. Your reviews were very overwhelming and greatly appreciated.
Travis silently swept his backpack off of the ground and placed it on the couch so that the tiny dust particles on the ground wouldn't invade his bag, and make it an attraction to all allergies.
He walked around the table, placing the headphones back in the proper positions, he liked to work in a clean environment. Until, something caught his eye. It was stuck where the two tables met, as if it were trying to be hidden.
Letting curiosity getting the best of him, Travis tried to pull the book out, but whoever had jammed the darned thing in there, must've had a pretty good arm. After his first attempt failed, he decided to put those muscular arms to work. He grabbed hold of the book with one hand, and tugged. And started to break free, eventually breaking into Travis' hands.
Travis studied the book patiently, while carefully running his hands up and down the cover, a regular notebook cover. But in this case, there was no name bestowed upon the front of the book. He gave the book a quizzical look, as if it had feelings, and opened the book slowly and patiently. "Curiosity killed the cat..." He murmured to himself.
Studying the first page of the mysterious notebook, it had finally hit him. This had to be the book everyone was talking about. He smacked himself in the face. "You're just like Daryn now." He said to himself mournfully. "But, it has to be a gang members. I'm sure they'll understand..." Travis thought to himself with no regard of anything, just impatience.
The first page was a beautiful sketch of a sunset in the background, a sort of abstract image. The illustrator of this picture had mighty talent. Making the sunset looked blurred, as it if were in the distance, while making the waterfall in clear view, as it was close up. He smiled to himself. "This person has real potential." He carefully murmured o himself, while flipping through the next pages of the artwork.
After a couple more pages in the book showing the owners artistic abilities, he came to a divider in the book, a yellow, thicker piece that was used to divide the book in three sections of your choice. This one was labeled however, poetry and personal information.
After deciding whether to turn back, and stop looking at this book, Travis decided in order to find the owner of this book, he would eventually have to guide his eyes to the personal information segment. Feeling rather guilty of this action, he dared but not have a choice.
Completely ignoring the poetry, he flipped straight to the personal information, and there, was a heart, with two names inside of it. Two names that could be great together, that made the flirtatious looks and slightly brushing of the shoulders, all come together. All be understood.