Post by Savvana May Birch on Sept 29, 2012 18:12:28 GMT -6
St. Helena's Academy. Sounds fancy, doesn't it ? An academy.. yeah, that sounds pretty cool.
To Savvana, it was nothing of the like. She'd stroll down the hall to change classes, and everyone was so sad and sorrowful. They couldn't help it of course. Some kids who were depressed brought her down just but frowning. It was rare you saw someone beaming their bright white teeth to everyone as if they'd just been hugged by their favorite singer or something. Savv is pretty calm, quiet, but gets really happy when she can. But this school kept her from doing that sometimes.
She was glad there was a place that was convinced they could help her, and she was sure they could. But when most everyone is frowning and mopey, she can't help but mope aswell.
She was sitting in the courtyard in front of the school, laying on her back with her backpack next to her. Her brown hair was flowing underneath her shoulders, lightly scattered on the lush grass as her soft brown eyes stared up at the fluffy white patches shifting ever so slowly across the light blue sky. Today was nice and sunny, but with a cool breeze that wavered by every once in a while. Her favorite kind of weather, the only kind of weather you could get in late Summer or Early fall.
Her light lips were drawn in a smile, I mean, who couldn't be smiling on such a grand day as this ?
She hands were clasped and resting on her stomach, as she tried to make the clouds into shapes.
In the movies, you could see how it obviously looked like something. like a heart, or a rabbit, perhaps. But these clouds were just huge, white blobs. She'd try to be creative and think, ' Oh, that looks like a tree ! ', when in reality, it looks like a sideways cloud connecting to a laaaaarge whispy one. No tree. No tree at all.
She slid upward so she was sitting up, and her brunette locks bounced so they were aligned just about to her lower shoulder blades or bra-strap area.
She turned her head at the feeling of being watched, but nobody was there. Of course not.
She turned back around and looked up, one hand acting like a visor over her eyes as she avoided the sunlight's contact, and started looking out for shaped clouds again.
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