First Day on a Brand New Planet (Bethany/Kyle)

Bethany walked through the park with the wind blowing through her blonde hair. She felt so lost in the world now that everyone she loved was gone. She needed someone to lean on, yet she had no one. She needed a shoulder to cry on, but again she had no one. She was floating away in a sea of loneliness, drowning in her sorrow and needed someone to save her.

Kyle walked around aimlessly through the park. Not paying much attention he accidentally bumped into a young blonde.

"Sorry." He said.

"It's alright," Bethany said.

"Are you okay?" Kyle asked, seeing how down she looked.

"I'm alone in a town I've never been too, in a coutry I just moved to and I have no one," the British blonde said.

"How long have you been in the states?" Kyle asked.

"And now you don't know anyone...I'm Kyle Orton." He said with a smile.

"A week," Bethany said. "I'm from London." Bethany smiled. "I'm Bethany Applebee."

"I figured, I can tell from the accent." Kyle said. "Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too," Bethany said.

"It'll get better, around here." Kyle said.

Bethany nodded. "Hopefully it will once I start working," Bethany said.

"What do you do?" Kyle asked.

"I'm a journalist for WWE Magazine," Bethany said.

"Wow. I'm a photographer for the same magazine." Kyle said.

Bethany smiled. "Wow," Bethany said.

"I'm the head photographer and been in the company for awhile. So, if you ever need someone to talk to me, I'll be there." Kyle said.

"Okay," Bethany smiled.

Kyle smiled back.

"You know my first interview is with Randy next week," Bethany said.

"Oh really?" Kyle asked.

Bethany nodded.

"How long have you been a journalist?" Kyle asked

"Since I was eighteen," Bethany said. "Three years."

"That's cool." Kyle said.

"It started in junior high, I was editor and chief of the literary magazine," Bethany said.