Snippet #1800514

Crimson sat beneath a full forest green tree. Her combat boot footed feet were crossed at her ankles, since that's all her tight black skinny jeans allowed her to do. She was engulfed in Mary Shelly's Dracula, devouring each and every page. The sun has rose just about an hour before. She enjoyed the warmth tickling her skin. it was the only reason she forced herself out of bed in the morning. All tough, she didn't mind staying at home. The clothes that scattered the floor, and the random bodies scattered around the room gave her a homey,comfortable, not so alone feeling.

Like everyday, she sported black skinny jeans, her favorite pair due to the safety pins and holes scattered on them, a band tee shirt, today it was an Asking Alexandria one, and her buckle up boots...or shit kickers, as she tended to call them. Her auburn hair fell around her shoulders delicately. The bloody velvet red seemed to shine and brought out the paleness of her skin. In some cases that would be good, but not with her snowy coloring.

Crimson glanced down at her crappy, yet, pleasing cracked phone and examined the bright silverish-white numbers displayed on the outside screen. 7:40, the clock read. School started at eight, so she decided it was time to get going. She dog-eared her book, stood, and collected her belongings into her simple canvas black messenger bag. She started down the hill, which lead to a small,yet full flowered meadow. She picked a small exotic purple wild flower on her way down and slipped it behind her ear, a simple hair accessory. She spotted Azalea entering the home to many souls. She smirked and shook her head looking down. Azalea and her attempts at getting Ian to feel the same towards her was often fun to watch. Not in a mean way, but in a "Wow. She just wont give it up...good for her" kind of way. She sat down on the old rickety porch steps waiting for someone to retreat from the house, on their way to hell, which was deadly high school. She'd walk with them.

She was in a good mood today, she actually WANTED to associate and hang out with people. Was she sick or something?? She always chose quiet serenity over quote on quote fun with friends