Snippet #1789500

He opened the door and waited for Anya to catch up, tapping his wrist three times in order to resisted the temptation of running back to the front of the school and roll around the lush grass that. He slouched, too tired to keep up the selfish, uncaring mask that so often got him in trouble and ruined his relationships. He hummed under his breathe, once again wondering why exactly it was he acted that way. Skylar's head tilted back staring at the darkening sky, he chuckled slightly remembering sky was a part of his name. His mind was still in thought as he saw her finally catch up.