Post by Kiki Hellistic on Nov 30, 2007 16:42:55 GMT -5
Some might say the small blonde girl was too old to be sat, arms wrapped around chains and legs swinging beneath her, on the childs swing. In fact, many had said it, some under their breath, thinking she couldn't hear, and others brazenly as they walked past, usual followed by a very audible tut, or something along those lines. All this go them was a sickly sweet smile from the 17 year old. If she couldn't even enjoy a little fun time at the park, what was life coming to? Big Brother or what? Nibbling absent mindedly on one of her lip rings she watched the empty field, it didn't make for interesting viewing of course, but she soon found her vision blurring and her attention wavering. The only part of her brain that seemed to be functioning was the part keeping her sat upright on the swing and moving idly through the hair.
As always she was an interesting sight to observe, though looking slightly demure compared to usual perhaps. That hair of hers that changed colours as much as a guy changed clothes, was a platinum blonde, acceptable to most, unlike the bright turoquoise that had preceeded it. Of course there was still a thick outline of eyeliner surrounding her crystalline blue eyes, but that went without saying, as did the presence of unnaturally long eyelashes. The wonders of consmetics.
Snapping out of her daze, Kiki reached up and flipped her white sun glasses back down over her eyes. What did she care if it was Autumn? She still rocked them. Letting out a sigh, she observed a dog run across the field, no doubt its owner would appear soon, though it was rather late to be out playing frisbee with your dog.
As always she was an interesting sight to observe, though looking slightly demure compared to usual perhaps. That hair of hers that changed colours as much as a guy changed clothes, was a platinum blonde, acceptable to most, unlike the bright turoquoise that had preceeded it. Of course there was still a thick outline of eyeliner surrounding her crystalline blue eyes, but that went without saying, as did the presence of unnaturally long eyelashes. The wonders of consmetics.
Snapping out of her daze, Kiki reached up and flipped her white sun glasses back down over her eyes. What did she care if it was Autumn? She still rocked them. Letting out a sigh, she observed a dog run across the field, no doubt its owner would appear soon, though it was rather late to be out playing frisbee with your dog.
