"Alright guys. We're here!" With much excitement etched in her hoarse  voice, she smiled. Racing up to the entrance with ease.
           Joss, kept at his cigarette. Slowly glancing up at the scene, with no muse.
        Eliza stood puzzled, while me on the other hand, I was quite alive on this little adventure. It isn't much I get out and explore, I'm glad I'm doing so now.
         And I actually have friends to explore with. Grinning, I trailed behind Abby.
          "Rehal pines." I read aloud amazed. The sign was high, and big. Towering over the Victorian building lovingly.
          "Oddly enough, I have a family member here. My dad says it's his great aunt, she lived here in the early 50's with her husband and her three sons. She knows about everything back then. How people dressed, how they acted, the way they talked! This is perfect for our assignment, I mean it is about Birmingham at that time. We can all split up the work easily.
        Joss and Eliza you take care of note taking, while me and Grant choose the bulk of the project, I was thinking maybe a PowerPoint, or even a play! You're an actor Joss!"
"If you're making a shitty script, you can count me out. I don't need that monstrosity on my resume. I hope to be casted in an award winning role if I may add. And what's this deal with the splitting it off, as if I want to be stuck with biscuit thieving Eliza over here.
          You're cute baby, but no one gave you the gun, to call the shots. Now I appreciate you taking me on this...what shall I call it.
           Field trip. Yes this little field trip, but I choose what I take on, and it's definitely not, note taking. I'm an actor, I take action, not notes.
  Now let's go meet this great aunt of yours hmm?"
           The look on Abby's face was set to kill, keeping her silence through her agitation, she faked a small smile. And continued to the front of the door.
             And as I took a step closer and closer, for some odd reason I was growing nervous.
       Maybe because this is the start, of meeting him.
        This is where I meet you, Stone.
              Licking my lips in the midst of the heat, I stuck my hands together.
   "This will be fun guys!" Eliza chimed happily, taking my arm in hers, and looking down at her belly in questioning.