Post by rinka on Sept 2, 2012 14:38:22 GMT -5
Sniffling sounds echoed around the the forest. How could a day so beautiful make her feel so lousy? Rinka was currently all by her lonesome in the forest crying softly under a large tree. Usually she dreaded being all alone, but she was feeling really bad after what had happened in the auditorium. She'd paralyzed a poor boy named Drew just because she had freaked out over a little kiss on the cheek. Then, her and her cowardly self had dashed out without any explanation nor did she take just a little time to grab her shoes and cloths. Not that she didn't currently have on anything, she did, they just weren't hers- they were a tiger costume from the theater place.
Not wanting to bother all the people having a good time in the courtyard with her guilty expression she had quickly ran outside, pulling the large hood down to cover most of her face. There were probably more than a few odd glances cast at the strangely dressed girl, but she paid them no mind while rushing into the dorm room first to grab her diary then back outside into the wooded area. Rinka would have stayed in her room, but thought that the relaxing setting outside would help calm her down.
For the most part it did. Under the shade of the great tree she felt comforted and began writing in her new diary. The grass felt soft underneath her, though she was sure the bottom of her socks would have green stains on them since she'd forgotten her shoes. The loose cloths were also pretty nice. Even if the pants were far too long and had tripped her multiple times on her way over here -three times in the courtyard and about five more once in the forest- she loved their orangeness and black stripes as much as its matching sweatshirt.. or was it a hoodie since it had a good? .. either way she liked the costume though she hoped she wouldn't get into too much trouble for taking it out without permission.
Suddenly aware of someone leaning over her Rinka looked up startled, closing her diary without finishing the last sentences. Had they been calling or talking to her while she was off in her own little world writing her sorrows away? Somewhere along the lines she had started crying again while reliving the moment when she'd fled from Drew.