It was cold outside. And she was outside. " Bloody winter. " she muttered to herself quietly. She dragged herself down to on of the many benches and leaned back to look at the sky. It was a light shade of blue with hints of purple since it's still early in the morn. Sighing, she slapped herself for talking to herself again. It's a bad habit she's developed recently and it's certainly not getting any better. The snow fell from the sky and dropped onto her skin, sending tinglies down her body. She likes the snow but not when it never gets out of your face for a month or more. It gets annoying and it makes Hell rather unbearable for some people.
The wiped the snow out of her face and pulled her hood higher above her head, making them cover her eyes. The dug her hands deeper into her pockets and slowly closed her eyes. Sleep is rare for her these days. She just couldn't find the reason to sleep with the sandman. Every now and then, she listens to Metallica's Enter Sandman, but that obviously isn't working either. Her Chucks were wet and cold as it laid in the deep snow. It was foolish of her not to wear boots just because today she thinks they are ugly looking. Today. She changes her mind very quickly. One day she could wear a chicken suit and not think it's ugly, the next day, she could think it's ridiculous. Interesting, isn't it?
She's sleepy. She's tired. She's cold. And she's freaking paranoid now. She sat up quickly and the thought of how she just skipped class and ran up here. Her head whipped around her surroundings, hoping not to find any teachers. Her wide lilac eyes darted around her as she got to her feet. Sighing in relief, she sat back down and regained her composure. She hates it when she starts being paranoid. Skipping class was normal for her and she usually likes to do it alone. It's better that way. Sometimes. She leaned her head back down again and groaned. She needed sleep. Bad. She squeezed her eyes shut in force and slowly exhaled before inhaling the cold misty air into her lungs.