Imma' Be [Chloe/Other Harassers]

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Rest in peace with my sorrows

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<sub>The sand was hot.

Aven found this out the hard way as she bounced across the loosely packed grains, trying to put her sneakers back on. Why no sandals, you ask? She hadn't exactly been planning to attend this shenanigan in the first place, but her mother's harassment on the subject had been endless.

"You should go out and socialize! It'll be with others your age, and you'll have fun!" Had been her main argument, along with other things thrown in to make Aven feel like her step-mother was living vicariously through her. She would be here for another year, at least, she had explained to the other over the phone, and there would be plenty of opportunities for her to make friends and the like. But when Marie wanted something, she usually got it, and Aven had given up in the end.

Stupid Japan. Making her socialize when she could be at home playing her cello or stuffing her face.

Finally reaching an unoccupied picnic table, Aven parked herself on the tabletop, bringing her poor feet up to rest on the bench as she slipped her shoes back on over her bare feet.

Quite a fashion statement.

Oh well. At least she'd thought to wear shorts and put on sunscreen. She wondered vaguely as she looked up from restoring her sneakers to their respective appendages if anyone from her year would be attending the beach party. Looking around, she didn't see many familiar faces amongst those that were already there. Maybe Amethyst would magically appear and give the Russian someone to talk to? Pft. Right. The other girl probably had more important things to do than go to a beach party.

Dark green eyes finished hunting through the milling people, she turned her attention out to the actual ocean. The water looked fantastic under the bright sun, and she found herself vaguely wishing to be immature and find someone to play pirates with.

Right. Because that's what eighteen year olds are supposed to be thinking about in public. Playing pirates.</sub>

So many words that I can't always tell you[/b]
Do they live on in my head, and could my head steal my soul?[/color][/font][/center]