-go and let your colors *BURST. ~ lindsey

[taylor anne crane]

Luckily, the college had air conditioning. There was no breeze outsite and the humidity was so thick that it seemed that you could scrape it up with your hand and make a ball out of it. Walking into the school was like a slap in the face of winter air. Taylor sighed with relief as she realized she would be spending most of her day in a cool and non-humid environment. Her first class didn't start for another 30 minutes, so she was free to enjoy the cool air. Being outside made her throat dry and sour so Taylor made it her first priority to get a bottle of water. Finding the nearest vending machine, she got a dollar out of her purse and put it in. Once the plastic bottle was out she quickly opened it up and took a swig of it.

Capping it back up, she walked across the hall and sat her backpack and purse down by a bench where she sat. Taylor, personally, didn't mind going to school. She was excited to one day become a vet and make animals feel better. She leaned her shoulders against the wall and calmly sat there.

[blake]

Lindsey was, early? That was a little strange. She loved her sleep, so much so that she would sleep in until the last possible minute in order to get enough sleep. Most people would consider that a bad thing, but she knew she needed it, especially after a grueling day at soccer practice. Either way today she had awakened early for some reason and had been unable to fall back asleep. That was rather strange, because usually she could easily just turn over in her bed, pull her blanket back up, and be out like a light. So, since she was unable to fall asleep she got up and go ready for classes. There was nothing better for her to do anyways.

Once she arrived at the school she loved the cool feeling from inside the building. It had been pretty humid lately, which made soccer practices even more of a pain. Now Lindsey had to decide what to do though. Maybe she could work a little more on her project for her business class. That would make sense. While trying to find a place to sit down and set her stuff up though she spotted a blonde girl, who looked oddly familiar. ”Hey, Taylor right?” she questioned, hoping she hadn’t gotten the girl’s name wrong. They had a few general classes together and she was a nice girl, as far as Lindsey knew. Maybe she could join her on the bench she had and work on her stuff as well.



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[taylor anne crane]

Taking another drink of the cool water, Taylor held the plastic bottle as she twisted the cap back on it. The eco-friendly lid fell from her fingers and rolled through the air. There was a tiny tap on the floor from it's impack before Taylor reached down to pick it up and put it back on it's bottle.Realizing after she set her bottle aside, that she was startled from a closing door. Looking up, Taylor saw another blonde girl entering the school. She looked familiar-possible a classmate? Noticing the blonde girl looking around, she pushed her stuff aside closer to her, clearing the other end of the bench. Once the other girl said her name, Taylor smiled and nodded. "Hey! And right."

She patted the spot next to her. "You could sit over here, if you were looking for a place to sit." Taylor offered her kindly. She didn't know the girl -whose name had not yet come to her- personally, but she looked like someone who she had in some general classes. Taylor thought hard for a minute, cramming to remember the girl's name. Finally it hit her. "You're Lindsey, right?"