Rose stepped onto the waiting cable car and hung on the outside letting the wind rush through her hair. This was why she loved San Francisco, the atmosphere, the people and she was also in love with cable cars. Always had been always will be. She rode up and down a few hills until she finally got off at the stop near her school. It was a crisp morning and Rose quickly recognized a few of her friends. She waved to them but stopped in a coffe shop, the barista remembered her immediately."the usual decaf latte?" "What else?" Rose replied with a smile. As she waited for her drink Rose glanced in the display and noticing her hair she pretended to do it as she imagined a cute hairstyle.http://www.dhairstyle.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/04/school-girl-hairstyles-4.jpg as her hair did itself she felt odd... Almost as if someone were watching her...
Sorry about the pic I'm on my mobile))





