Ok, I know I haven't updated in a while and I'm really sorry. I was thinking about updating a bunch of stuff for MLK but I just couldn't get myself to do it. I know that you probably don't want to hear this from me but I just want everyone to respect MLK day because if it wasn't for Martin, I for one would probably not have most of my friends.

Ok, new subject. Again, this is not my idea. It is yonie's. Just remember that. Ok, read on everyone.

Sydney found herself walking to the mall. Though she didn't have any money, she needed something to lift her spirits. So she walked in and went to the ladies' clothes department.

She looked around and saw multicolored clothes with a variety of fabrics. She touched all of them trying to guess the type of fabric. There was silk, wool, cotton pretty much everything.

The brunette couldn't help herself when she grabbed a handful of outfits and dragged them into the dressing room.

She put on a black tank top and a ripped jean material skirt that came to the middle of the thigh. She walked out and looked at herself in the mirror.

Aside from her bruises and blemishes, she looked like a normal girl. Maybe even a popular girl. She wanted to remember this for a long time so she dug out her cell phone and started taking pictures of herself wearing all of the outfits. And when she was finished, she started mix matching them.

A song came on the speakers that she didn't know but it made her wanna dance. And since no one was there to judge her, she did so.

"You seem to be having fun."

She gasped and stopped dancing.

"Sorry, mate," the boy said. He readjusted his brown hat and then extended his hand. "I'm Jim."

She took his hand and shook it lightly. "Sydney," she replied. "Sydney Dolla."

"It's nice to meet you Sydney Dolla."

Sydney smiled as her cheeks turned rosy pink. She was starting to wonder how old this boy was. He looked like her age but the way he talked made him seem older. "May I ask how old you are?"

"Seventeen."

"Well, Jim, you seem like a very mature seventeen year old."

"Just wait until you get to know me. Then you'll think I'm immature."

"Well, that would surely be a sight to see," she laughed.

He laughed along with her. "You seem to be the one who likes to shop?"

Sydney looked down and saw a huge pile of clothes. She chuckled. "No, I'm not buying them. I was just trying them on."

"To hear a girl say she's not buying anything is a bad sign. Is there something wrong?"

Sydney laughed yet again. "So you must be an expert on the subject of girls."

Jim shrugged.

"Well, the only reason I'm not buying is because I don't have any money."

"I'll buy them for you."

"Wh-what?" she stuttered.

"Well, you do look good in those clothes. Why not buy them?"

"No, I can't. I mean, it's very kind of you, but I can't accept something like this from a mere stranger."

"Please, that's the worst excuse ever."

"Even if it is, I say no."

"Very stubborn, I see."

"You see correctly."

"Better to admit than deny."

"You're gonna have to clean this up," the employee said. "This is a store not a playground."

"Yes, sir." Sydney got down to her pile and started putting them back on their hangers and placed them where they belonged.

"I should get going," she said when she finished. "It was nice meeting you."

Jim nodded and watched as the girl exited the building. "Now that's a girl worth fighting for," he mumbled.

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Sydney sat by the river and swayed her legs through the cool water. She loved to sit here and watch the sun slowly slide down the sky.

When the darkness started overpowering the light, Sydney pulled her soaked feet out of the water and headed home.

She tried to open the door but found it locked. She looked in the window and saw a group of people dancing to loud music. She forgot that her parents were having a party and didn't want her there. But where was she to go?

She climbed up a tree and carefully walked across the longest branch that lead to her roof. When she got to the edge, she jumped landed safely on the roof.

She was grateful that it wasn't a cold night, therefore she was going to sleep here tonight.

(A/N: I apologize there are so many time skips. I'm trying my best here!)

The brunette woke up to the bright sun shining against her face. She sat up against her elbows and yawned.

"What are you doing up there, mate?"

Sydney looked to her right to find Jim sitting in the tree that sat in her backyard. "Sleeping."

"On the roof? Wow, you're a very strange girl. No offense."

"None taken. What are you doing up here?"

"Enjoying the view of the neighborhood. You can see it perfectly up here."

Sydney tried to look for herself but saw that the houses next door were blocking her view.

"Over here." Jim was now at the end of the branch with his hand reaching out as far as he could.

She stood up and stretched. Then he walked to the edge of the roof and took hold of Jim's hand. She felt a warm spark shoot up her arm. But instead of hurting her, it soothed her.

Jim pulled her onto the tree and then showed her the spot where you could see everything.

Sydney looked around and saw the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. The sun's rays reflected off of everything. And instead of see the usual unwanted neighborhood, she saw goodness. Happiness. She had always thought that it never existed. But today…today she was proven wrong.

"It's beautiful," she whispered.

Jim smiled. I look forward to seeing this everyday. It's like a second home.

Sydney looked away and at Jim. He must have had real taste if he saw the same thing that she did. And by the looks of it, he did. Then she looked back at the wonderful sight.

"Well, I should get going. School starts in an hour."

Sydney gasped again. "Shit, school starts today, doesn't it?"

"Well, mine does. What school are you going to?"

"Duel Academy."

"Same. Why don't I we walk together. That way, we can get lost together."

She laughed. "Yeah, I guess that's a little better than getting lost alone."

Jim joined her laughter and jumped down to the ground.

Sydney followed. "Do you know where you're going?"

"Yeah, just follow me."

And so she did. It made her feel good that she already had a school friend. And what made it even better was they met before school started. That was amazing for her.

Yay! Jim and Sydney met! Woot! Review plz! But no flames. Only constructive criticism.