Post by holly6363 on Jan 8, 2012 20:07:32 GMT -5
A light breeze swirled throughout West City. It was blowing litter everywhere across the streets. It was mid-day, the sun still high in the sky, casting a shadow across everything. Thunderclouds began to cluster on the horizon.
"Oh, Great. A thunderstorm." The voice came from a Teenage girl, sitting on the benches. She was wearing some Jeans, A blue color. Not too light, not too dark. She also had a light blue tank-top on, That came down to her hips. Her pale skin seemed to stand out against everything, making her look like a ghost. She has long brown hair, that falls about an inch longer than her shoulders.
She took out her note book, and began to write something down. With a snap, she closed it. She took a deep breath and sighed, "I'll guess I'll go into that restaurant. At least until the storm stops..." She picked up her notebook, and trudged into the building.
Once inside the building, she began to feel better. One of her greatest fears were storms. Even being half Saiyan and all..The fear just never left her. Quiet mumbling surrounded her, like it was closing in. Next thing she knew, a guy was standing next to her. Tall, pretty tan, with a cluster of facial hair, that was a "Mustache".
"Hey there...Whats your name?" He asked. She girl replyed without even looking at him, "Holly..My name is, Holly" Holly looked up at him, seeing an errie smile on his face. "Go away! Leave me alone!" He didn't respond with speech, but touched her arm. "Get away!" She almost screamed and lashed out with her fist, hitting him in the face. He flew back, landing into a table.
Holly almost said sorry, but remembering what just happened, She kept her mouth shut. Don't ever mess with a Saiyan. Or that happens... She thought before sitting down. The whole room was quiet, making her feel uneasy. "I'm sorry. I told you to leave me alone." She squeaked before standing up to leave. She quickly left the building, walking back out into the storm. "One day, I will make you pay.!" A man's voice came from inside. She turned around to see he had a bloody nose. The one she hit before.
It wasn't her favorite thing to do, hurting people. But sometimes, people just refuse to listen. Holly Walked over, and sat down, alittle around the corner. She was leaning up against a brick wall. "Now what...?" She asked, talking to herself.
WC:433
"Oh, Great. A thunderstorm." The voice came from a Teenage girl, sitting on the benches. She was wearing some Jeans, A blue color. Not too light, not too dark. She also had a light blue tank-top on, That came down to her hips. Her pale skin seemed to stand out against everything, making her look like a ghost. She has long brown hair, that falls about an inch longer than her shoulders.
She took out her note book, and began to write something down. With a snap, she closed it. She took a deep breath and sighed, "I'll guess I'll go into that restaurant. At least until the storm stops..." She picked up her notebook, and trudged into the building.
Once inside the building, she began to feel better. One of her greatest fears were storms. Even being half Saiyan and all..The fear just never left her. Quiet mumbling surrounded her, like it was closing in. Next thing she knew, a guy was standing next to her. Tall, pretty tan, with a cluster of facial hair, that was a "Mustache".
"Hey there...Whats your name?" He asked. She girl replyed without even looking at him, "Holly..My name is, Holly" Holly looked up at him, seeing an errie smile on his face. "Go away! Leave me alone!" He didn't respond with speech, but touched her arm. "Get away!" She almost screamed and lashed out with her fist, hitting him in the face. He flew back, landing into a table.
Holly almost said sorry, but remembering what just happened, She kept her mouth shut. Don't ever mess with a Saiyan. Or that happens... She thought before sitting down. The whole room was quiet, making her feel uneasy. "I'm sorry. I told you to leave me alone." She squeaked before standing up to leave. She quickly left the building, walking back out into the storm. "One day, I will make you pay.!" A man's voice came from inside. She turned around to see he had a bloody nose. The one she hit before.
It wasn't her favorite thing to do, hurting people. But sometimes, people just refuse to listen. Holly Walked over, and sat down, alittle around the corner. She was leaning up against a brick wall. "Now what...?" She asked, talking to herself.
WC:433