by Dead-Not-Sleeping » Fri Aug 19, 2011 12:36 pm
(Back!)
Skye sighed once again, and shut the door once Zoe was gone. She glanced around the room, and put her stuff on the unoccupied bed. After another quick glance to make sure nobody was around, she dumped all the stuff out of her bags. Most of it was clothes, toiletries, and what little supplies and food she had left, but she had made plenty of room for more sentimental things. She checked them over once before starting to unpack.
First, there were around 5 different books full of sheet music for the piano. Skye -loved- to play the piano, and had been taking lessons for many years.
Then, there were her many different prize ribbons from the horse shows. Although Skye was really shy, she was a great rider and managed to overcome her fear on occasion for horse shows, one of the very few things she could be brave at for a little while.
There was her iPod and charger, and some other assorted items and books, but last but not least was her diary.
By this time Skye had already put away her stuff, not having -that- much stuff. She plopped down on the bed, pulled out a pen, opened her diary, and began to write.
Dear Diary,
Well, I finally managed to get to the place Amy told me about, and I have to say it's been an..interesting..day. When I got here, I did manage to knock on the door (gasp!), but I chickened out and jumped into the bushes at the last minute. Good thing those bushes weren't thorny.. Anyways, a lot of people (well, not exactly people..) came out, and, long story short, I pretty much got dragged out. And ugh, I met this one person I really dislike. It started out where I met this guy named Sean. He's freaky; he's really tall and has got bat wings and stuff..scary..he's kinda nice though. Anyways, he convinced me (haha, convinced. As if I had a choice) to go meet some new people, and there was this guy who I've learned is named Reed. And guess what.
I HATE HIM!! He's scary and mean and bossy and..ugh! No words can describe my unending hatred and fear of Reed. And I don't say that just because he can control fire and I, water. Something must be wrong with him..he grabbed my wrists earlier today, and after a while (other people came to my defense..yay..) he let me go, but my wrists hurt! Kinda like being burned, though he didn't actually burn me with fire per se.
Long short, I hate him.
Anyways, it's been a really weird day. Right now, I'm in a room; I'm bunking with someone named Tammy, though I haven't met her yet. I'm not sure if I'm a prisoner her or not, but I'm thinking about running away tonight. Still considering it though. Well, I'd better go. Bye, Diary.
Love,
Skye.