A/N: First off, I'm sorry its taken so long to finish this chapter, along with school I've had some serious writer's block. And it's only the third chapter :S My friend trencher189 proofread it for me, you should go read her story "I've been down in Here Before". It's fantastic. Anyways, enjoy the story!


~Ivy~

"EEW!" she ran away from Josh, and screamed some more. "That's so disgusting!"

Josh laughed from by the pond. He held a frog in his hands.

"As if you did that!" Ivy turned to face him again. She gave him her best death-glare. He just kept laughing.

"What's wrong? Afraid of a little wet, slimy, sticky frog?" He yelled after her.

Josh dropped the frog and started to chase after Ivy. She tried running up one of the hills nearby. About three seconds later, he had tackled her.

"Great idea, smart one," Josh said.

Yep, should have seen that one coming. "Oh, grow up." Ivy replied.

"I'm only sixteen! I'm still a baby!" he said that last line with his bottom lip stuck out, and his eyes wide. "And who's idea was it to come to the park anyways, hmm...?" Josh pointed out.

"Touché," Ivy muttered. "It's just been so long. I kind of miss this place."

"Yeah, me too." He admitted.

Ivy and Josh were now laying in the grass. The sun was starting to set, casting a golden light across their faces. She closed her eyes and sighed, smiling. There was a cool breeze that passed. It was cooling down quickly. Ivy opened her eyes again and looked at her surroundings. The Summer's vibrant colours were slowly fading; the trees' leaves were changing to lovely mellow shades of yellow, orange, brown and red. Another breeze passed again, cooler this time. She crossed her arms and pulled her sweater tighter. She looked over at Josh, to find that he was already staring at her. They smiled at each other. She noticed how some of his tousled dark-brown hair was covering his electric-blue eyes. His cheeks were flushed, and she could see his breath. Still smiling, he turned his head forward again.

"It really is beautiful you know," he said. "Thanks."


~Josh~

Josh walked into his room and sat on his bed. He looked down at his jeans. They were covered in grass stains.

"Well, it's a good thing I didn't see Mom on the way downstairs. I guess I better get these in the washing machine before she sees them." he said to himself.

Josh got up and looked in his dresser. He only had shorts left. He went and closed his door. He was either too lazy to change his jeans at the moment, or it would be too suspicious to be wearing shorts in Autumn. Probably the former. His door would remain closed.

Josh grabbed his guitar from the corner of his room. He started strumming random chords, absentmindedly. He felt something buzz in his pocket. He took out his phone.

'1 New Message' it read. Josh unlocked his phone and checked his inbox; it was a message from his friend Matt.

'Hey. Be at my place for 7. Need to talk to you.'

Josh looked at his alarm clock. It was 6:45pm.

"Damn!" he grabbed some shorts from his dresser, but hesitated to put them on.

"Screw it," he would wear the shorts.

After he changed, he ran to the laundry room and threw his jeans into the washing machine. He ran upstairs; passing his mother on the way there.

"Going to Matt's house. See ya later!" Josh called.

"Alright, see you later honey," she said. She didn't question his shorts, she was used to his ever-changing sense of style.

Since Josh didn't have his driver's license, he was going to have to run to get to Matt's house. Just as he was about to close the front door behind him, he heard his mother yell from the basement.

"Josh, what happened to your jeans?"


A/N: Oooh, Matt! I hope you liked the chapter. I'll try my best to get this one out faster this time. Sorry about that :S