Post by ashybean1994 on Sept 29, 2007 17:06:03 GMT -5
Ashleigh kicked her bed half-heartedly as she wandered about her dorm wondering what to do. She had half a mind to attempt to go to the boys dorm and find Lloyd but that wouldn't get her anywhere. She went to her window and leant against the cool glass. It was raining outside and the condensation was soaking her black hair. Her electric blue eyes stared absent-mindedly out of the window, daydreaming.
She suddenly stood up and began to whip arond the room grabbing numerous things : A notebook, a pen, an umbrella, a photo of her and Lloyd, Her rain mac and her bag. She pulled a large black jumper over her head and pulled the mac on top. She threw the remaining items into her bag and ran down the steps and out of the common room. She only stopped about 20m from the Entrance hall. She walked the rest of the way. As she reached the door the rain was beginning to let up so she simply tied her hair up behing her head and pulled her hood up.
She wandered down the path and the rain slowly stopped as she reached Rose Petal Lane. She picked a wet red rose from a bush. The raindrops were stuck to the petals and she twirled it in her fingers, giving the dainty flower a spin-dry. She wandered further down the path, her fingers dragging along the barbed wire again until she reached a bench. She sat down and looked out over the fields behind her. Suddenly she heard a noise.
She wasn't alone on Rose Petal Lane.
Someone else was there too.
She suddenly stood up and began to whip arond the room grabbing numerous things : A notebook, a pen, an umbrella, a photo of her and Lloyd, Her rain mac and her bag. She pulled a large black jumper over her head and pulled the mac on top. She threw the remaining items into her bag and ran down the steps and out of the common room. She only stopped about 20m from the Entrance hall. She walked the rest of the way. As she reached the door the rain was beginning to let up so she simply tied her hair up behing her head and pulled her hood up.
She wandered down the path and the rain slowly stopped as she reached Rose Petal Lane. She picked a wet red rose from a bush. The raindrops were stuck to the petals and she twirled it in her fingers, giving the dainty flower a spin-dry. She wandered further down the path, her fingers dragging along the barbed wire again until she reached a bench. She sat down and looked out over the fields behind her. Suddenly she heard a noise.
She wasn't alone on Rose Petal Lane.
Someone else was there too.
