The Seats

[chatter]

Sitting in one of the seats, Chatter had her arms crossed, trying to ignore all the yelling men around her, keeping her eyes set on the track. It was hard, but she could. It wasn't everyday you went to Sheepshead to not sell, and she was trying to make the best of it. Why? Well she just wanted a day where she could find something to take her mind off of things. Well, the main thing was... she wasn't happy. Lately she was never happy. It seemed to her, there was nothing to be happy about at all.

Everyone expected her to be happy, but how could she be happy when there was nothing to be happy about? The person she could bicker with was gone, Scout was always busy, and that just didn't leave her with much to do. Some man behind her wouldn't shut up, and he was talking about Chatter, she could hear it. He was complaining on how they shouldn't allow girls to be at the races alone, since they didn't know anything about horse racing. Sighing, she kept her eyes on the track, not bothering to see who sat next to her.

[kidblink]

Kid sat down at Sheepshead after a long walk from Hatten' and was kind of pissed off, and what pissed him off more, is that he didn't know the love why he was so lovin' pissed off. He thought maybe it was because he's been so sad lately, but he didn't know why. He had no one he could trust to talk to besides Jack and he's been kinda busy lately. He had no girl and did nothing all day besides sellin' papes. So that bring us to the reason Blink is really here, to relax, and he couldn't do that if that idiot didn't shut-up. When he realized what that man was talking about ( how the pretty lady that was sitting next to him shouldn't come here because she didn't know anything about racing ) he lost it. "If you don't shut the love up about this pretty lady over here I'm gonna kick that fat ass of yours all the way to Statin Island! You got it?"

[chatter]

Chatter's ears perked up when she heard someone finally tell them to shut up, turning around, she watched as they left, grumbling, looking over at the boy, she said, "Thanks. If you werent there I probably would of done the same thing your threatenin' them with." Climbing over the seats quickly, she moved to the empty seat next to the boy. Holding her hand out for him to shake, she stated, "I'm Chatter. Who're you?" He looked pretty nice, and didn't mind the fact he had an eyepatch. Maybe he was blind in one eye or something?

Oh well, at least he had been nice enough to get rid of those guys, looking back at the race, she watched the horses go around and around, running it seemed like nothing could stop them. Chatter wondered what it'd be like to go that fast. Maybe if she ever went that fast she could just run. Run and never stop. That would be amazing. But of course, she wasn't a horse, she was a girl, and wasn't strong enough to run that fast. She could run, like hell she could, but not that fast, never that fast. Maybe someday in her dreams.

[kidblink]

"I'm Blink, Kid Blink. Chatter, huh? You from 'round here? From Queens I mean." Blink asked kindly, shaking her warm, soft hand lightly. Blink watched the horses run and wondered why she was called Chatter. Well, the obvious answered to that was that she happens to talk a lot. But she didn't seem like the kind of person that would run there mouth to much, she definitely wasn't now. Blink leaned back into the hard seat and groaned, trying his best to not look too sad but he could tell that he wasn't completely pulling it off.