Alessandra Lyra
Alis opened her eyes only to be greeted by dirt and grass. Confused, she picked herself up on wobbly arms and spat out dirt and grass, cussing silently under her breath as she wiped her face off. "Cole, if this is your idea of a joke.." She called out but fell silent before finishing. Usually at this point she would have heard some sort of chuckling but it was silent. Alessandra finally looked around her and realized that she didn't recognize where she was at.
Panic welled up inside of her, she was alone. She buried her face in her hands and tried desperately to remember what had happened but her mind was foggy and her head was throbbing. The thought that she couldn't remember anything only worsened her fears and she quickly tried to put that out of her mind.
I can't panic.. She told herself, I just need to find people and water. With a goal on her mind, the red head willed herself onto her feet and tried to regain her senses. It was hot, she knew that much. She was also thirsty, suggesting she had been out for a while. She wondered where Cole and Winsley were but quickly pushed that thought out of her mind. She doubted they were out here, they were probably fine at home.
Alis dusted off her clothes, a purple blouse with a pair of black shorts and black flip flops. They weren't exactly conventional walking shoes, but they'd have to do seeing as Alis didn't see any shoe stores around. She took a moment to calm her heart, which was racing so fast that her stomach had begun to ache, before taking her first step... then realizing she had no where to go.
As soon as it had come, Alessandra's burst of confidence abandoned her and she sunk to the ground with a sudden wave of grief and self-pity.
She just wished her friends were with her, though she believed they were probably better off wherever they were.