She'd wandered out here, maybe an hour ago, if not more, all that she knew was that the sun had changed positions in the sky. It wasn't a noticeable change unless you were paying close attention but she had, she'd been watching the clouds roll high in the sky and shift from one shape to the next as her iPod continued to play on and she continued to remain a flustered and with a feeling of being out of place here in these old halls.
Beth had an open heart that was always known for giving and healing of others, she never dealt well with the abuse of others, even if minor in comparison to some. The look upon that poor boys face, the anger he felt towards her was just enough to knock her off balance for the day and she sighed, her thoughts still heavy with the the image of his chiseled features and the glare of his eyes as they stared down upon her, threatening her as though she were some ignorant young child. What did he know about her? Nothing, she pouted momentarily and took a breath, reminding herself that he was just angry and did not know a thing about her, just as she knew nothing of him either, and honestly there were others in this world that had it worse than she did. A simple amount of hatred from one to another was nothing in comparison to the abuse that some had to live with daily.
Lying back in the warm green grass, dressed in a simple white lace dress and her cowboy boots she smiled to herself as her favorite band, Needtobreathe came on and began to sing, Something Beautiful. It was a dark figure however that brought her back to reality, whether he noticed her or not as she laid there in her own world of memories, sun kissed and lying on the dock of a lake with her boyfriend two summers ago, laughing and taking a running leap off of that dock with this band playing on the iPod that they shared together. Watching him from the corner of her eye she noted his body language, he was troubled by something of which she could not know, but she sat up, wishing to better his day, to try and ease his troubled mind.
"You okay?" She asked, crossing her boots at her ankles and shutting off her music.