Snippet #1844901

There were a few things that sucked about being lost. The first thing was obviously one was lost. The second was being lost and alone, which shouldn’t have been so bad in a school full of people. But Enya had this habit of getting lost in the most crowded of places. Glancing around, the red head, sighed, glancing back towards the map in her hands. It wasn’t helping her situation, if anything it was making it worse. She couldn’t read the things to save her life. So deciding that the best course of action was to just walk around until she found someone was the only plan she had in mind.

Then again, the building that she was at was pretty desolate. She hadn’t seen or even heard a sound. “I wonder if I could find my way back to the dorm.” She shook her head knowing it was hopeless on that cause too. She couldn’t remember the way she’d come. Standing up from where she’d been sitting, she rubbed the back of her neck actually wishing she had a hair bow. It was hot. And she loved the heat because it never seemed to bother her unless her hair was on her neck as it was now. Shaking her head she lifted the locks up allowing for some air and then let it back down. The copper strands reached the top of her medium green tank top easily. Now she was at least glad for the thin clothes. The tank top and jean shorts helped a lot but the socks didn’t. Too bad she was never abandoning the hiking boots.

Deciding that inside the buildings would probably be a better idea, she headed inside. And it was a lot cooler. She smiled lightly to herself as she looked around. She had to find someone in this place. “Hello?” She called out. She could hear her faint echo bouncing off the empty walls. “Great…” She muttered to herself as she wandered further into the building. Every now and then she would stop and look at some of the stuff becoming fascinated with a piece here and there.

After searching the whole upper floors, Enya decided to check the lower levels not holding out much luck. It seemed she managed to find her way to a building no one went to. Heading down she stopped a few more times to look at things before making it to the basement. She was just getting ready to turn around and head back up when she saw sight of the male. Finally, someone.

“Hello?” She called out lowly as she moved closer. That was when she saw the statue of the angel. She stopped walking and looked at it and then the boy. It looked particularly dangerous for him to be standing that close to the spear. But something inside her gut was going off. Something was off. She got the feeling every now and then but she could never explain it. All she knew was that something was right either with the situation or the other person himself. “Uh… is this a bad time… I’m kinda lost…” She whispered slightly as she kept looking at the statue and then the male.