Summer Victoria Stone (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} summerwantsit) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} halcyon_halls,@ 2008-07-11 21:26:00 |
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Week Thirteen: Wednesday
Who: Summer and Kris
When: Around 6:30
What: A bike ride
Summer wasn't really sure if she was up for this or not but then again, Kris was probably the only person she wanted to see right now, the only person that she had even the slightest desire of being around. She had missed him, strangely enough, and the week thus far had been a difficult one. She could use a friend. He was it. He was the only one. The only one here or anywhere for that matter. Summer didn't make a habit of forming ties very often.
For the first time ever, or at least since arriving here, Summer had donned a pair of jeans. They fit here well, hugged the curves of her figure nicely, and the blue polo shirt that she had paired it with brought out the teal of her eyes nicely. She wore a pair of white K-Swiss, appropriate for biking, and pulled her long blond hair into a ponytail in the back. Her makeup was light, a little lip gloss and some eye liner and a small amount of shadow. Her smile was void as she made her way to meet Kris.
They would have to go by the bike shop to rent the bikes when they left since, well, it wouldn't make much sense for her to go ahead and get them and have to try to push them both back to the school. So she was waiting, free of bikes, her gaze focused towards the sky, a frown pursing her lips as she tried to focus all the emotions away. She was going to be so glad to get away from the oppressing feeling the school always filled her with.
Who: Summer and Kris
When: Around 6:30
What: A bike ride
Summer wasn't really sure if she was up for this or not but then again, Kris was probably the only person she wanted to see right now, the only person that she had even the slightest desire of being around. She had missed him, strangely enough, and the week thus far had been a difficult one. She could use a friend. He was it. He was the only one. The only one here or anywhere for that matter. Summer didn't make a habit of forming ties very often.
For the first time ever, or at least since arriving here, Summer had donned a pair of jeans. They fit here well, hugged the curves of her figure nicely, and the blue polo shirt that she had paired it with brought out the teal of her eyes nicely. She wore a pair of white K-Swiss, appropriate for biking, and pulled her long blond hair into a ponytail in the back. Her makeup was light, a little lip gloss and some eye liner and a small amount of shadow. Her smile was void as she made her way to meet Kris.
They would have to go by the bike shop to rent the bikes when they left since, well, it wouldn't make much sense for her to go ahead and get them and have to try to push them both back to the school. So she was waiting, free of bikes, her gaze focused towards the sky, a frown pursing her lips as she tried to focus all the emotions away. She was going to be so glad to get away from the oppressing feeling the school always filled her with.