Post by Amita Bosko on Jul 26, 2012 1:13:06 GMT -6
Amita stepped into the mall. She looked around at all the worker ants scurrying about. Not really; they're just people, she smiled. She pushed her way past different stores, watching others pass her by; no one gave the girl in pink with the brown braid a second glance, and Amita preferred it that way.
Amita finally reached her destination: Bath and Body Works. She loved the floral aromas and how they engulfed her whenever she entered the store. She particularly liked trying out the samples, but today she was limiting herself strictly to hand sanitizers: she needed a few now that she was living on her own. If it's called living, she thought to herself. Biking from town to town isn't what most people imagined when presented with the word, but for Amita, that was life. Her long legs had become quite toned from her travels, a new change that Amita was quite content with.
After making her purchase (a rich, vanilla scent), Amita emerged from the shop. She was a little disoriented, as she hadn't been in a mall for a while, and took a minute to locate herself. Once she was satisfied on the right direction she needed to go, she stopped. She could feel someone looking at her. Amita slowly turned around, bracing herself. A pair of blue eyes stared at her through the crowd. It belonged to someone she didn't recognize. Amita stiffened.
Amita finally reached her destination: Bath and Body Works. She loved the floral aromas and how they engulfed her whenever she entered the store. She particularly liked trying out the samples, but today she was limiting herself strictly to hand sanitizers: she needed a few now that she was living on her own. If it's called living, she thought to herself. Biking from town to town isn't what most people imagined when presented with the word, but for Amita, that was life. Her long legs had become quite toned from her travels, a new change that Amita was quite content with.
After making her purchase (a rich, vanilla scent), Amita emerged from the shop. She was a little disoriented, as she hadn't been in a mall for a while, and took a minute to locate herself. Once she was satisfied on the right direction she needed to go, she stopped. She could feel someone looking at her. Amita slowly turned around, bracing herself. A pair of blue eyes stared at her through the crowd. It belonged to someone she didn't recognize. Amita stiffened.
