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Post by dawn on Mar 8, 2010 0:11:04 GMT
DAWN ann m a r e l l i [/font][/size][/u][/color] I walked through the mall, looking either down at my feet, or inside some of the store windows. Obviously, I was bored out of my mind, and I had randomly decided to come to the mall. By myself. But, hey, maybe I might meet someone new or someone I've seen before, but just never talked to. Sighing, while shoving my hands in my hoodie pockets, I glanced up, making sure I wasn't about to bump into somebody. Making my way to the food court, my chocolate brown eyes continuously scanned the area for any signs of friends. So far, no luck. Which sorta surprised me since my friends can always be seen hanging around the mall. Goofing off as usual. Oh well. Maybe I might bump into one of them or something. Or come across somebody interesting.
I was dressed in a pair of gray skinny jeans and a black and gray striped tank-top with a purple hoodie with black stars on it on and cute, little black flats. And, to top it all off, a little gray bow in my hair with white spots and a skull on it. Black mascara laced on my eye lashes and eye liner. Light maroon lip gloss, green eye shadow, faded blush, and barely needed cover-up. Why did I get so dressed up for such an unimportant occasion? And, for that matter, why was I skipping school? I mean, yeah I hated it, but I still needed to go some times. Oh well. School sucks anyways.
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Post by `cr`yst`al `ca`nni`ng~.~ on Mar 8, 2010 21:45:10 GMT
Crystal Marie Canning I was sitting at a table, in the food court on the far side so no one could see me, but I could see them. I was sitting there, skipping school, but doing some late homework, Math, Ugh, I hated Math, It was the worst subject out of all the classes we had! I was failing the class, and if Mom and Dad was alive today, they would be disappointed. I had to bring my grades up for the sake of Mom and Dad's spirit that lives within me. It was only then I realized I had brought my social studies, not me math. God! I hated it when I did that, I got up and pulled my shirt down, today I was wearing a black and blue, California 1997 Aeropostale shirt, and skinny dark blue denim jeans. My hair was in clips and was dyed blue today. With pink streaks here and there.
I got up to back to my dorm to get the RIGHT homework and saw someone. She was pretty, but still, i moved away and went to fetch my homework. I wasn't paying attention at all when I bumped into her, I didn't know where I was going, Oh well. "Oh, Sorry, i was doing homework and didn't watch where I was going. Again, really sorry" i waited for her reply I fixed my shirt. Man! I wish my shirt would stay down, I don't like fixing it every damn time I get up or bump into something.
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