Post by Sam Ballerino on May 19, 2009 1:54:29 GMT -5
Yet another lunchtime had begun at PHS #42, Moral Crest High. Sam was feeling pretty good today. The cut on her thigh was finally healed enough that she didn't need a crutch anymore, though it left her with a barely noticeable limp if she was up and about for too long. Her wrist was still in a cast, but she was able to walk properly now, and had another available hand, at least. It made getting around much, much easier, and she was less of an easy target for... less than savory folks who thought it might be fun to pick on her.
She shut her locker and slung her backpack over her shoulder with a yawn, turning on her iPod as she headed to the courtyard for some relaxing time before lunch ended. She wasn't in a rush to do homework today; she'd gotten most of what she needed done already, and she just wanted to forget about academics for at least thirty minutes. Her arms moved involuntarily as she walked, small versions of the full choreography that she was running over in her head.
When she got to the courtyard she didn't see anyone right off the bat that she knew, so she set her backpack down near a lonely tree, preparing to sit herself down with her sandwich, her iPod, and a good book. Sam didn't mind having time to herself, though she definitely wasn't against a conversation, either.
She shut her locker and slung her backpack over her shoulder with a yawn, turning on her iPod as she headed to the courtyard for some relaxing time before lunch ended. She wasn't in a rush to do homework today; she'd gotten most of what she needed done already, and she just wanted to forget about academics for at least thirty minutes. Her arms moved involuntarily as she walked, small versions of the full choreography that she was running over in her head.
When she got to the courtyard she didn't see anyone right off the bat that she knew, so she set her backpack down near a lonely tree, preparing to sit herself down with her sandwich, her iPod, and a good book. Sam didn't mind having time to herself, though she definitely wasn't against a conversation, either.
