All we saw

WHAT WE SAW?

1. Elizabeth : Collide
2. Tommy : Lose
3. Angela : Slip
4. Frank : Distraction

CHAPTER 1

Elizabeth : Collide

My name is Jay, this is what I saw.

?..THUD. A stupid girl with a blood red and white spotted summer dress
bangs her head off the glass as she admires her own cheap reflection in
the window of the most expensive jewellers in town. As the thoughts of
buying a new piece of status bolstering jewellery enters her head, she
excitedly enters the shop.

"Can I help you madam" asks a turned up nose with a voice to match, "Oh
yes, oh yes, tee he" the dumb, but obviously rich blonde replies. "See
the gold ring in the shop window. The one to the left, no right. Hold
on, that ones the right" she asks the salesman holding her left hand
fully extended. She says "Is this my right" while her right hand is
half extended because she isn't quite sure if it is her left or
right.

The salesman shakes his head and proceeds to lift trays from the front
window so that the airhead can see and point to the item she wants. Her
vacant blue eyes widen, her knees go together and she starts bobbing up
and down, as the excitement of seeing her chosen piece of jewellery
possesses her. "That's it, that's it" she yaps as she dribbles and
grabs the meaningless band of gold that means the world to her.

"Are you sure madam, this is one of the most expensive pieces we have"
a look of disgust hits the salesman for his words as a concertina of
credit cards are drawn from the bimbos purse. "Just give me the ring,"
she says to the salesman with a snarl I didn't think she was capable
of. The salesman hurriedly charges her for and wraps for her, the ring.
She snatches the ring and storms out of the door her face like
fizz.

Just as the shop door closes her eyes widen and she gets all of her
excited symptoms again. She can't wait to go and tell her best friend
about her new ring and starts to run. In her excitement she doesn't
notice the guy sitting reading a paper at the outdoor tables of the
caf? next door. BANG?..

CHAPTER 2

Tommy : Lose

My name is Jed, this is what I saw.

?..BANG. This clumsy girl in a red dress with white spots on it
collides with a guy reading the morning paper and drinking coffee. The
table, chair and guy are all tumbled to the ground. The guy jumps up in
agony, the change in his front pocket has crushed his balls when he
landed face first on the pavement.

"You stupid fucking bitch" he shouts followed by him doubling up as the
delayed pain reaction kicks home. "Oh sorry, sorry" the girl whines as
she scuttles away into the crowd still as excited as she was before
crushing the poor guys nuts.

After a good ten minutes of huffing, puffing and awing, he eventually
recovers, dusting himself down as he slowly straightens up. He replaces
his sunglasses, which match his slicked back black hair. He looks like
a poser to me with his expensive brand name training shoes, baggy now
dirty designer trousers and dust patched white fruit of the loom tee
shirt.

His face is beetroot, a cross of embarrassment and anger I think. He
straightens up his table and chairs, you know the green plastic
gardening furniture type. "Could you give me another coffee please" he
asks the waitress. "What a stupid bitch" he tells the waitress as she
brings him his fresh coffee. "I know, I saw everything that happened,"
she says looking towards his crotch. "You can laugh, but you didn't see
the big pile of change in my front pocket. That really did do the
damage," he says wiping the little smug grin from the waitress's
face.

He finishes his coffee, stands up and puts his hand into his change
laden, potentially deadly front pocket, he is going to pay his bill.
The impact must have damaged his pocket lining as a single pound coin
falls down the inside of his trousers and hits the pavement with a
CHING?..

CHAPTER 3

Angela : Slip

My name is Jim, this is what I saw.

?..CHING. A little girl hears a pound coin hit the pavement. The guy
with the sunglasses hasn't even noticed that he has dropped it, but the
little girl does and she is on to the coin in a flash. She is that
quick the guy who looks ruffled for some strange reason doesn't even
notice her or the coin. The little girl runs out of sight.

"I found a pound, I found a pound" the little girl gleefully sings.
"What will I get with my pound" she asks herself aloud as I overhear
her from a nearby spot. She thinks in silence as she looks in wonder at
her new found treasure, her little hazel eyes dart around the street
looking for ideas. Her first and obvious choice is the sweet shop a
couple of shops away, but this is a clever wee girl and that's why I
said first choice.

She comes out of the sweet shop stuffing her face with some of the
goodies she's just bought. She holds out her hands, one hand is holding
the sweets and in the other is a fifty pence piece. She stands there
stuffing sweets into her face as she thinks, stares, hums and chews
simultaneously. I wonder what her next destination will be. She
proceeds to walk along the cracks in the pavement, the walk turns to a
skip and the skip becomes a sudden stop with a spin towards her newly
elected shop.

She stands in front of the fruit shop, which was funnily enough called
The Fruit Shop. She starts to eye up all the fruits on offer. She works
her way past the oranges, apples, pears, peaches, grapes, tangerines,
lemons, limes, strawberries, pomegranates, plums, kiwi fruits,
coconuts, melons, cherries and monkey nuts, suddenly stopping at the
bananas.

"Na na naaa, na na na naaa, na na naaa, na na na naaa" she hums as she
splits the biggest banana from the bunch. What was that tune she was
humming I'm sure it was from some kids program. Anyway when the little
girl comes back out of the shop, she has the banana peeled and one bite
out of it already. She eats the rest in no time and throws the banana
skin over her head onto the pavement. SKID?..

CHAPTER 4

Frank : Distraction

My name is Joe, this is what I saw.

SKID?.. Oh my god that poor chap was ever so frightful of being tardy
that he didn't notice the banana skin that littered the gracious
street. As his spine and skull hit the pavement, he starts to curse.
"Oh, ah who the f**k put that f**king banana f**king skin there, I'll
kill the f**king b*****ds. I'm f**king late for an important f**king
date, oh I feel like f**king s**t". I saunter over to him, obviously he
doesn't realise the extent of his injuries. "Who the f**k are you, are
you here to steal my wallet and watch you f**king c**t, f**k off you
c**t or I'll kick your f**king c**t in, oh" comes from this things
bloody sore sewer mouth.

"Calm down dear sir, I am a doctor" I tell him. I calm the brash
fellow down and call an ambulance with my mobile phone. I make sure he
doesn't move and talk to him while we wait for the ambulance to arrive,
ones got to put on a brave face in these situations you know. So I try
and make conversation with this clearly inferior being.

"What is your name?" I ask it, sorry him, "Frank Edmonds, what's your
f**king name" he crudely snarls back. "My name is Joe"
"Do you think I'll be f**king all right" is his interrupting reply. I
assure him will be fine and then his cursing spree continues "Where the
f**ks the ambulance, s**t what's the f**king time Bones, I'm f**king
late". This little horrible, arrogant, obnoxious man is beginning to
irritate me with his lack of vocabulary and moronic attitude.

"I'd rather not be dealing with this " enters my thoughts as the siren
on the nearing ambulance eases my uncomfortable feeling. "Hurry f**king
up" the Edmonds chappie hurtles at the poor paramedics. I tell them
what I suspect his injuries are as the paramedics slowly get him on to
the stretcher. "Oh s**t, that was f**king sore, ah hurry f**king up"
comes from this thing from the gutters, gutter mouth. The paramedics
ask me to join them as they could be doing with one of my calibre's
expertise. I begrudgingly accept their offer. The ambulance doors shut
and we speed off to the hospital.

He seems to be relaxing, then all of a sudden he shouts at the top of
his voice. "I'm f**king late, I'm in the s**t". The driver of the
ambulance looks round for a split second, he doesn't see the exited
blonde girl with a red, white spotted dress run out in front of the
ambulance. I shout to alert him, he hits the brakes, but we are
travelling too fast. THUD?.