The girl in deep blue converse.

So, starting today, I intend to write for a week, everyday. I'll write about anything and everything, I hope I can achieve my goal since I always forget about my blog for such a long time, but well, we'll see how it goes, I'll start today:

So today I was in the ATS waiting for my friend's sister to get out of school while I was listening to Sean Paul in my iPod, but then other groups started coming out, and I decided I'd quit the music and look around, not because I knew anyone but simply because I like to observe, I like to watch people and how they act, how they dress... basically I like to watch people, period. So I watched the little kids wandering about and trying to figure out who could jump higher. Then the high school students started coming out and I saw this girl who seemed to be in her own world. She was wearing torn jeans, deep blue converse and a white t-shirt with some print I couldn't see, her hair was down and she was looking about, just like I was. No, I wasn't stalking her, she just seemed... interesting. It was the kind of girl who wouldn't care about your opinion on her looks, who would write things down (like me) and not care if anyone ever reads it, or if anyone ever even likes it. She started walking down the path, and I noticed she was wearing a lot of bracelets in her right hand, they were pretty cool, and that's were my mind went off. My imagination started knitting together her looks, her bracelets and all of her made-up personality. I imagined her to be a rebel, not the yelling, stubborn type of rebel, but more like the quiet one that stands her ground all the time. I started imagining her in different scenarios, until I got to one I liked best and told my imagination to let me wander in that scene.
In the scene she was dressed in white while wearing her deep blue converse, her hair was down and she wore no make-up. Her hands were free of bracelets and there was another girl with her, and she walked up to her and hugged her, the girl in reply stretched her arm and opened her hand, there was a locket inside, she gave it to the girl in deep blue converse and she started crying, and suddenly, the wind carried her away, not like a balloon, but more like a bunch of petals that are blown swiftly across the fields by the wind, she just faded. But you could see her colors being carried by the wind. As soon as the girl in deep blue converse was about to say something, someone knocked on the window and I opened my eyes, not knowing I had even closed them. It was my friend's sister. She got inside the car and we left. I tried to search for the girl but didn't see her anymore. I decided to forget about it and turned off my imagination as I drifted away looking at the road as Miguel (the driver) took me home. No more wild dreams, at least for today.
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Love might not get you around the world, but it'll take you to the stars, where will hate take you, huh?