Post by schuyler ann price on Mar 12, 2010 22:39:36 GMT -5
The day was cool, but not so incredibly cold that you had to wear a jacket. The sun shone high in the sky, showing that it was just before noon in Brookside, Colorado. It had rained the night before, and the ground was damp with the caressing rain drops of spring time. A few bird made noise in the sky, but otherwise, the square was bustling with people. It was a rather funny sight to see, people rushing about to get places they really didn't want to be.
This wasn't the case for Skye. She was settled right down on a bench, watching everyone as they ran past in nice business suits or greasy jeans. She sighed, it was actually kinda boring. She pulled herself into an Indian-style position, and drummed a beat restlessly on her knees. She was so bored. She really didn't even know what she wanted to do. She seriously hoped someone would come and bring some action soon. Maybe that would cure the boredom.
It's short, sorry. Muse is low.
