Post by winter on Mar 15, 2009 21:25:25 GMT -8
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California. There was nothing better in the beginning of summer. That was a joke. She’d probably rather be anywhere else in the world at the moment but you couldn’t always get what you wanted. And she went where to job went. This month it just so happened that the job went to Southern Cali and she was stuck here with them. She’d been here more than once and still she couldn’t seem to adjust to it ever. There was just something about it that was too different from home for her to really like staying for a long period of time. Sure they’d be on the road again soon enough but she hated waiting for that time.
Winter didn’t like spending a lot of time in the bustle of cities though. Sure she loved the lights at night which were by far the best part of it all. But there was a part of her that was always going to be this scared little country girl in the city. She panicked on the inside always though she managed to keep a very calm façade on the outside, a talent she picked up quickly when she was in high school. It was either that or let the world tear you down for being scared or hurt. And she wouldn’t let people do that to her.
She watched her shoes as they sunk down into the sand of the beach. A slight sigh slipped through her lips before she sat down on the sand. She pulled her converse off slowly and her socks as well, tucking both of them into her left shoe. Winter stood slowly and wiped her but off before picking her shoes up with two fingers on her right hand. She walked closer to the water but stopped before it could reach her feet. She didn’t want to get her feet wet regardless of them having sand clinging to them right now any way.
Winter slid back down into the sand though she had only been sitting a few yards back the first time she had sat down. Something about sitting closer to the water made her feel more relaxed. She pulled her knees up as she set her shoes down beside her. Winter wrapped her arms loosely around her knees and rested her chin on top of them. She stared out across the water, wishing she was home but looking forward to the tour any way.
Word Count: 408
Status: Open
Notes:yay for beach bums?
Music: All Hail The Heartbreaker ;; Spill Canvas