by reverie, » Sun Feb 12, 2017 6:47 pm
──────────── KIRA POLAR ────────────────────────────────
─────────────────────────── tagged; lucas (a bit) ────────────
Pulling her cold body from her warm bed proved a strenuous task for the fatigued teen. And once Kira was standing on her own two legs she was only alert enough to pull on a clean white Hanes t-shirt, a levi denim jacket, and a pair of black skinny jeans. Glancing at her phone she realized it was later than she expected; this realization sent her shuffling quickly down the stairs being careful not to trip on her oversized red plaid slippers. The chair thudded to the floor loudly as Kira carelessly ripped her Dickies backpack off of it. Glad her mother was already at work, she picked up the chair and frantically looked around the kitchen for something to eat. Three caramels? No. A potato? Not raw. A banana? Okay, and after grabbing it she shuffled quickly out to the garage. "Please, please start," was the only thought running through her head as she slid into the drivers seat of her little white Pontiac Fiero; a surprisingly sporty car for her, a generally reserved girl. To her delight it turned over almost immediately, she was munching on her banana on the way to school. She pulling up toward the school's driveway she spotted a boy walking down the side of the road, almost making eye contact with him she looked away quickly an blushed slightly. She felt bad, like she should have pulled over and asked him if he needed a ride. Too late now, she parked near the front of the school and freaked out realizing she was accidentally still wearing her slippers. She fumbled around her passenger side floor and found extremely beat up completely black sneakers she probably got for $10 at Walmart. Oh well, they looked like Vans, at least they weren't her beat up sneakers. She slipped them on and got out of her car. Today won't go bad, it can't get worse, she continuously told herself walking up the sidewalk toward the school.
because you love to hate yourself
woke up today I found myself in a cloud of smoke
footsteps are lingering
i can't see myself in this place no more
i can see your face beckoning for me to
come out from there