Post by Tyler Hitching on Oct 9, 2007 21:29:20 GMT
Kicking her shoes off the bottom of the bed, Tyler thought of Sam. Their incident in the common room had left her smiling all day. She couldn't help it. Tyler was lead on so simply, her heart brought high on nothing but a look. Her hopes where put high that something might become of this, but sometimes, she hoped too high for the real world. She ran her finger along her bottom lip, closing her eyes. She began to think of a suitable song for this occassion. She couldn't settle on one that fitted perfectly or really that went at all, pulling out her MP3, she selected "Shuffle" And Katie Melua, glided into her ears. Tyler's music taste was one to think about, she could settle for soothing piano, or hardcore face melting man rock.
Life is just a slow train, crawling up a hil.
So I stop one day to figure out,
I, quit my job without a shadow of a doubt,
To Sing the blues that I know about,
My life is just a slow train, crawling up a hill[/b]
Putting the peice of equipment into her baggy pocket, she sat up no her bed, turning the straighteners on that had been sitting on the small bedside table. Alot of her stuff was flung into the few drawers she had to herself, but most in a suitcase underneath her bed. Within a few minutes, they had heated and she picked them up and let their hot surface, slather her hair, pulling it straight in seconds. Tyler's hair was easy to straighten, it was thin and tame. Its dark colour suited her plae face and perky blue eyes. Her eyes seemed to change colour on occassions, she never really noticed it herself though. [/sub]
Life is just a slow train, crawling up a hil.
So I stop one day to figure out,
I, quit my job without a shadow of a doubt,
To Sing the blues that I know about,
My life is just a slow train, crawling up a hill[/b]
Putting the peice of equipment into her baggy pocket, she sat up no her bed, turning the straighteners on that had been sitting on the small bedside table. Alot of her stuff was flung into the few drawers she had to herself, but most in a suitcase underneath her bed. Within a few minutes, they had heated and she picked them up and let their hot surface, slather her hair, pulling it straight in seconds. Tyler's hair was easy to straighten, it was thin and tame. Its dark colour suited her plae face and perky blue eyes. Her eyes seemed to change colour on occassions, she never really noticed it herself though. [/sub]
