Post by calie on Aug 27, 2007 21:04:57 GMT -5
Calie ran down the Lane, spinning as she did. True she never walked anywhere, she always ran, and most offen fall in her mad dash to no where. Today she was having her usual luck, falling every one spin, but she was used to it so she just kept getting up. Her waist long hair, in ponytails, curled around her every time she spin ed. She saw A bench and sat down to check her skinned knees and legs, her many scars old and new ruined her otherwise perfect tan, but she didn't care. She had never cared much about her looks, hearing someone coming, she leaned back, watching a young student couple walk back, Calie couldn't help but laugh. She had never been on a date at sixteen and she really didn't care, to her life was to short too spend it on love...