<strong>John Cooper</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>:Paris, the flat, Streets<br/><strong>Tag</strong>:Emily<br/><hr/><br/>Smiling at her, he chuckled, "I think I can last half an hour." Not many of them knew that John ran every night. He would spend hours with some of his Parkour friends running through the city, using it as their own playground. Following her route, he kept stealing glances at her, blushing whenever she caught him doing it. After running in silence for a while, "How are the little ones doing," he asked. He often wondered how the pixies were doing. When she turned toward the park, John couldn't help but smile... But when she turned from the playground or school, he couldn't help but wonder what was wrong.<br/><br/>Seeing a water fountain, "Let's stop for a minute," he said pointing to it. (If) When they stop, "Ok Emily... What's wrong? And don't say nothing. I know you are avoiding the playground."