``Skies of Blue.

[starfire]

The semi-decent weather had been enough to force
Jayden outside for the moment. The sun was shining, the sky
was a perfect blue, and the temperature was above freezing.
Maybe that was all she could really ask for, after all she wasn't in
Miami anymore. She had to admit she didn't totally hate it here,
she was surrounded by demigods that made her feel more at
home than she had ever felt in Florida. She had yet to really
meet anyone, she had hardly been here long enough to get settled.

But now she was moved into her room and as content as she
was going to get. She was feeling relaxed today, rockin` a pair
of jeans, a flannel shirt with a white burnout (it was still slightly
chilly), and a pair of grey UGGs she had finally forced herself to
buy. She noticed an empty bench seat comfortably nestled
beneath a scarcely bare tree. After resting her bag on the seat
she lowered herself to snuggle up to the very back of the chair.
Shuffling through her bag she pulled out a black planner.
Organization was always one of her priorities in life. She scanned
the brightly colored page, sharpies were another priority.

TO - DO

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• MOVE IN
  
• FIND CLASSES
  
• MEET TRACK COACH
  
• EXPLORE?

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Jayden always planned out her day ahead of time, and yes her
list of things to do today was rather short. She felt like she
should leave it open to whatever she felt like doing. She was
hoping something more exciting would come up to add to the list,
but the chances of that happening were slim to none.
Absentmindedly she twisted the wing ring that encircled her
finger. She always wore it, it reminded her of her father, though
she had never met him. She scanned the short list one more time
before running a hand through her thick black hair. A gentle sigh
escaped her as she closed her book returning it to its home in
her bag. Slowly she slid down until her head was supported by
the back of the bench, she stared up at the sky watching a small
cloud interrupt the perfect scene of the blue sky.[/center]

STATUS # FINISHED // OPEN
FEATURING # JAYDEN
WORD COUNT # THREE HUNDRED SEVENTY
OUTFIT # RIGHT HUR!
CREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0

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[Tamara George]

Tam walked down to The Quad, enjoying the feel of the sun on her hair and against her skin. She'd spent the majority of the morning inside and she was pretty sure she'd been bordering on stir crazy. Studying had never really been a strong point of hers, especially when it was a decent day outside.

It was warmer than it had been in days which made her feel considerably better than she had done beforehand. She moved her ipod out of the bag slung carelessly over her shoulder, shuffling through several of her playlists until she found the right one before returning it to her bag and beginning to rummage around for her lip balm, frowning slightly as she humphed, digging deeper.

For such a bloody small thing it still seemed to be a bottomless pit, ready to swallow anything that may possible useful or needed. It was beyond irritating.

"Oh bloody hell," She breathed irritably.

She therefore didn't notice the bench until she'd almost gone into it.

"Oh...sorry," She said as she noticed the other girl sitting on it.

Outfit!