CIMDHOG

3:30 am, she checked the time for the umpteenth time. She laid there on the bed letting her anxiousness get the most of her. The sunrise would mark the beginning of a new chapter of her life. She had been getting ready for this day for a long time but no matter the number of times she fumbles around she still would not get the feeling of her being totally prepared for her next big step in life.

There was something about her that amazed and surprised him. It had not been a very good day for him so far, he sat there on the cold bench shutting the rest the world particularly those in the same arena with him while stirring and cooking up the anger burning up inside of him. He had watched her in fury as she wandered back and forth disturbing his train of thoughts with the annoying, persistent sound that emanated from her stylish stilettoes.