Post by Haylene on Mar 30, 2012 20:01:40 GMT -5
I closed my eyes as my brain settled over the idea of me being out of Texas. I missed the heat, and the quietness. New York was a completely and utterly different place. One place where I did not like. "God, I wonder if there are any decent people here." People that actually have an IQ higher than 2. That is usually hard to find in fighter, being as they jusrt want to kill. All I wanted to do was get out of this crappy camp and go home. But that isn't going to happen. Better make the best of it and scare people with my insanity! I managed a small smile to play over my lips, but it was gone in an instant. I remembered that I hated it here, and that nobody would be friends or even allys with the insane person. Good, I thought. Nobody will bug the crap out of me, I sighed and finally opened my eyes to take in my surroundings. There were beds over in different corners, taking up half the room's very small space. I looked around once more, and decided to take a bed in the corner. I threw my small bag down on the bottom bunk and jumped to the top. I looked at the door expecting for someone to come in, but nobody ever did. I laced up my brown boots and straightened out my shorts. I jumped down from the very old bunk and started toward the door with a dagger in my hand.
