Who: Frances and OPEN
Where: Streets of Scarlet Oak
When: Early evening
The day was too nice and the school year too close for Frances to spend it inside. Add in the fact that she couldn't spend one more minute listening to her step-father complain about what the world was coming while watching the news and Frances was calling over her shoulder that she'd be back later as she raced out of the house. She barely even paused to grab her bag and tug a hat over her hair. She was sure her grandmother heard, whether the other adults in the house did? Well she didn't actually care.
Earbuds went in the ears and the music got turned up as high as Frances could stand it. She could still see a ghost tagging after her, but with the music up it was easier to feel alone in her head. Unfortunately for Frances' plan, they were just not having it. She made it quite a few blocks and into the center of town before the fact that every few yards she'd be walking through her ghost-stalker started bugging her.
She tugged her earbuds out, flailing her hands. "Fine! I'm sorry for ignoring you, stop doing that!" Oh yeah Frances, that wasn't going to make you look crazy to passerbys at all. She shot a dark look at someone who was looking at her like she should be locked up in a loony bin.