The Acceptance of Change

Chapter 4: Down.

The Mange drove me to the park where we met up with his friend. The grass hasn't been cut recently so the ground was fluff with green messes. The sun had been covered by clouds all day, but now it was beaming bright in the air, as if it was waiting for us to get there. The wind was weak, not loud enough to hear, but strong enough to feel almost a caressing feeling every so often.

"You're Jonas, right?" said The Mange's Friend. The woman that stood before me bore a black shirt with a red screaming cartoon heart that read, "Scream your heart out!" She also wore khakis and a lavender jacket. Her hair was curly, blue and pink on either side, and fell just below her chin. A strong gust of wind blew her jacket away from her waist, showing her skinny physique. The wind also blew her hair, it looked like cotton candy.

"Yeah," I said. "How are you friends with The Mange?"

"The Mange?" She spoke in a funnily shocked way. "I guess I can get why you call him that, with his hair and all."

"Hey!" The Mange yelled playfully. He crossed his arms and gave us a fake angry face. Sadie laughed.

"Our parents were friends. Both of our moms work office jobs and they had us hang out all the time to be more social. Little did they know that we wouldn't really even talk to anyone else. Besides you apparently. You must be special," Sadie said. The way her voice sounded made me believe that she would have a beautiful singing voice.

We walked down to the pond further into the park.

The sun's rays bounced off of Sadie's hair with a glimmer, almost if she had sparkles in her hair. The Mange, on the contrary, had hair that appeared to consume all light that touched it. I wonder if The Mange has a crush on Sadie, although it would be weird to introduce another man to her crush. I guess he might be gay, I wouldn't be too surprised, with the attempted kiss and all. Hopefully he means that platonically though, I wouldn't want to get wrapped up in all of that.

"Let's walk across that bridge-walkway thingie," Sadie suggested. The pond we then began to walk across had a concrete walkway that I assume began at the bottom of the pond with horizontal water pipes that went through it to let the water flow evenly to either side. The water surrounding it was dark and had a good amount of moss floating in the water by the edges of the walkway. "It's not normally this gross," Sadie said. I believed her. I would hate to even touch this water, I feel bad for the ducks.

Sadie then began to do a little dance across the walkway, almost as if to impress us. This bridge wasn't big by the way, about double the length of a sidewalk. After a few giggles, she closed her eyes, as if she was meditating. I saw her edging closer to the water, closer to the edge of the bridge. One of her feet slipped off of the bridge.

"SADIE," The Mange yelled.

Before I even realized I was moving, I lept off my right foot and pushed her up, however in the process I fell straight into the water.