Ziela smiled again at Nathan's insistance to not tell her the name's origin, she couldn't remember when she had smiled so much in just a few bells time, it was refreshing and it gave her what she needed to go through another few weeks of a polished facade. This was her first experience of a friend, sadly enough for her sixteen years, and to her that was an amazing feeling to have a person you could get along with while not having the knowledge that it was a shallow connection that ended and renewed as quick as the wind. "You can try Nathan, but I'll still beat you," her competetive side fired up and she was determined to train up her skills to perfection, this stubborn arrogance could do nothing else than to one day backfire as she lost at something. Casting a look after the disappearing boy her smile vanished though and her face turned into a smooth mask os calm indifference as she too left the field and stepped onto the road again. Starting her walk back to her rich prison Ziela carefully arranged her emotions to match her life but hid away her experiences from today so she could bring them out to get her through another day. Moving along the dirt road, lifting her dress for water puddles, she started planning how to gain enough spare time, and permission, to leave the house and come train or get away to the library to study. This was her first promise to her first friend and she was dead set on being true to that so she could stand proud when they met again. END OOCIt's been great threading with you:) And I'll put this up with a AS/DS to get it graded. |