they make a citizen out of y o u, sweeney.

[MAINE EIESLEIGH CLARKE]

it took very little effort to scare maine. most things freaked her out. clowns, penguins, being alone with a baby, bees. the list could really go on and on. slam! maine jumped slightly as the door of the cab slammed shut behind her. several people, who were walking past and just so happened to see her, chuckled at her. fortunately for her, they had lives they needed to live so they shrugged her off and carried on walking. she was used to it though, being shrugged off. well technically, she did most of the shrugging. maine breathed in deeply, closing her eyes as the cold air filled her lungs. she snapped back to reality and pulled the notes out of her pocket. one. two. three. five. ten. perfect. she folded the rest of the notes and tucked them back into her pocket before handing the money she had counted over to the cab driver. "ten dollars," she murmured, placing the money in the palm of his hand. "keep the change." she blurted out without thinking. the driver nodded cockily, adjusted his baseball cap and sped off. shit, she really needed the change. oh well.

she followed the sidewalk, trying desperately not to trip on any uneven ground. she had a knack of doing that. in fact, she pretty much tripped over even ground. she was accident prone, had been since she was conceived. not that she was an accident her parents had made. hope not. soon concrete turned to grass and she found herself in the park. it was pretty beautiful, even she had to admit it. maine walked along the grass until she found a path, she walked along that until she found a bench. slumping down, maine caught the attention of a little girl. the girl giggled and continued to play with her yo-yo. maine watched her for a while as she maneuvered the toy cleverly. boy, the young ones nowadays sure had their tricks.

it wasn't long before the girl's mother called out for her, telling her how late it was. in the hassle of it all, the girl dropped her yo-yo and ran off. "hey! wait! you forgot your-" it was no use. the girl was already half a mile away and maine was not in the mood for exercise. at least not running. she got up reluctantly and walked over to the yo-yo. she bent over, picked it up and began to wind the string around it, getting it into its starting position. with an awkward twitch, maine attempted a move she had seen the girl doing. of course, she failed miserably and the yo-yo went rolling into a near by bush. groaning, she stumbled over to the bush. "accio yo-yo!" harry potter reference. totally unnecessary but totally worth saying at the same time.