SOIMJUSTALITTLELOST.♥

The sound of twinkling from the water in the fountain filled the noise space of Matilda's mind, only a soft whisper could be heard from nearly a hundred voices around the fountain. A slight breeze rustled the leaves of the oak trees that surrounded the stones that circled the fountain, the greeness from the leaves mirrored onto the paved fountains rim. The sun was doing a great job today, the air was warm and the shade was just right. In all it was a beautiful day.

Crash! the noise disturbed the serenity as a sidekick made its way to the ground. "Shit..!" Skinny legs wrapped up in denim swung around to the ground, then a slender arm followed picking up the sidekick that almost seemed indestructible, as the girl had managed to drop it so many times, yet there was no scratch what so ever. Then a journal of some sort fell to the ground. "Argh, bloody hell." She picked that up again. Frustrated Tilli pushed her blonde hair from her face fixing it back in place with a bobby pin so her fringe was in a 'puff'. Resting back against the concrete pillar that was one of many placed in the fountains wall. Matilda brought her legs into a crossed position and continued writing into her Skelanimals journal.

Matilda lifted her head from her book to try and spot someone she might now. Fail. tilting her head back to her journal, she continued to write. Just write. Not about anything in particular. Juts a few lazy words and quotes. Sighing she looked further down to her shirt. Just a plain black singlet with fluoro shutter glasses scattered over the front. Then to her skinny jeans, purple in colour. She noticed she had spilled some of her latte on them. A little dot no bigger then a 5 cent coin. She licked her finger and rubbed it away, you could still see the smudge, but it would come out in the washing later on. Tilli pulled her legs to her chest and continued to look around for someone, occasionally writing again in her journal.

SOIMJUSTALITTLELOST.♥

Tilli was definitely becoming extremely bored now, there was no one she knew in sight. Fiddling with the purple PaperMate kilometrico pen in her hand, it definitely seemed like this pen could write for a kilometre. Scribbling and writing for about 1 month now. Most of her pens only lasted 2 weeks. She heard an un-familiar voice, Jazmin Morasco. Was approaching. Now she sat bluntly next to Matilda. It took Tilli a good few seconds to calculate what Jazmin had said, not many random people seem to ever talk to Tilli. "Oh, Uhmm, nothing really. Just a few quotes and scribbles, I suppose."

Matilda looked back down to her journal, briefly looking over all the nautical stars and cute little faces. Looking back to Jazmins pretty face, "How are you today anyway?" She asked politely. School was such a bore, so to spend more time just getting to know Jazmin could be ten times more entertaining. In the breeze Tilli's fringe began to come out of the bobbypin. Sighing she took the Bobbypin out and fixed her bangs, so it fit perfectly on her face, then slipping the bobbypin into the side of her hair to hold her fringe against her face.