Post by steph on Jul 16, 2012 4:36:23 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i52.tinypic.com/otj5sn.jpg); width: 390px; height: 450px; -moz-border-radius: 40px 0px 40px 0px; border-radius:40px 0px 40px 0px; opacity: 0.8; border-right: #7298ac 15px solid; border-left: #7298ac 15px solid;] the high schooler tossed and turned in his bed, trying to find a comfortable position to rest. after a few minutes had passed, he gave up and sat up. he was not the type of person to just sit around at home doing nothing. especially on a weekend. so what was he doing laying on his bed, staring at the wall on a saturday? well, he wasn't sure either but something was bothering him. the night before, while he was doing his daily walk around the neighborhood, he heard some little kid call him weird. normally, this wouldn't faze the boy's carefree attitude but for some reason, he couldn't get it out of his head.he wasn't weird, was he? he ran a hand through his hair and let out a huff. sure, he was a bit childish and immature and sometimes, he could get a bit out of hand... okay, so maybe he was a little bit weird. the blond turned to look at the wall clock and scrunched his nose, how was it three in the afternoon already? he didn't even shower yet. talk about gross. was that weird? nah, he was a teenage boy. it was fine. not weird. right? kristian got up and headed straight to the bathroom, getting irritated at the thoughts running through his mind. maybe he was overthinking, maybe he wasn't. either way, it was starting to make him mad. after getting cleansed, the blonde walked into his room, wearing nothing but a towel and looked into his closet. it was a mess. clothes were everywhere, nothing was in place. still, kristian was able to pick out an outfit from the catastrophe of clothing. "hm. where should i go today..." he mused to himself, looking out his window. on a spontaneous decision, kristian headed out of the house and straight to the park. the weather wasn't too warm, thankfully, and the park was bustling with city folk and children. it was a refreshing sight, compared to the lack of life in his house. his parents were too busy in their nonstop working schedule. they never had enough time for him. not like he complained but it would be nice if he had some parent-son moments every now and then. just looking at the happy families in the park made him a bit jealous. heck, he was too busy looking at happy families that he didn't watch where he was going and bumped into someone. WORDS: 411 NOTES: THIS WAS A POO POST. |
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