10-12-2015, 04:45 AM
Autumn trudged through the heavy snow freezing. She had switched from her tennis shoes to her boots to keep her feet warm. Too bad she didn't have a pair of leggings to wear under her skirt but she have to deal with having only her thigh-high socks. On the bright side she had a long sleeved shirt and a scarf. Her ears perked up at the sound of a familiar voice. "I couldn't forget the guy who slammed me into the ground and decided to place his hands where he chooses to." A grin colored her face teasing him a little. She drew the guitar and gave it a few strums. "By the way, I owe you for that. Let's have a spar fight, just for fun."
"I've been neglected, harassed, beaten, and diminished all my life. What motivates me to continue? The glory of proving people wrong. Being worth more than the numbing existence offered me. To be a hero." - Amber