My brown hair flowed in the wind as the sparkling, winter sky gently let out a cold breeze. The sun reflected off of my dark chocolate eyes. I breathed another breath, as a crisp puff of air emerged through my thick, red lips. "I'm almost there." I whisper softly, picking up the pace. My hot pink boots lit up the grey streets, as my ripped jeans rippled rapidly. My murky green coat with the fluffy hood remained un-zipped, so I could show the world my Metallica shirt, despite the pink logo. Pink isn't really my thing, it's just.... Too girly. Speaking of girly, I arrived at my friend's house. I knocked. Kaya, wearing a zipped-up, grey hoodie and dark blue jeans, answered. "Ready, Leia?" She asked, sweeping her so called 'dark brown' hair. It's obviously black. "Yup." I replied, shocked at the mega random German accent. "~Le awkward!~" Kaya sang out. We travelled down the street, giggling.
