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Post by FELICIA AMBRIANA LANCASTER on Dec 7, 2009 23:09:49 GMT -5
She didn't know where to start, it had been about a month or so since she had moved here and yet she found herself at a complete loss when it came to ideas for where she shoud go. San Francisco was a huge place and not a place she could walk around in a single day. She found herself searching out the little places the streets with a small shops and such somewhere that wasn't full of people. She had already looked around the larger shopping districts of the city but found it to large for her liking. There were certain times to go to places like that, like the weekday afternoons when people were at work but those were the times when she should be at school. Yes she may have been a good girl but that didn't mean that she didn't skip school sometimes, after all it was a new city and though she was terrified she was still excited to see this new place.
Stepping from the car she closed the door and hit the suto lock. Slipping the keys into her purse she stepped out onto the boardwalk, the warm autumm sun shonw down on her. There was a cool breeze being down by the ocean and all but the sun kept her warm. This was one of the places that she hadn't been to yet but she had driven past and saw that it was quite popular. Not inthe shopping mood she was just here to walk the boardwalk and relax.
Stopping at one of the many stands she bought a lemonaide and then continued her walk, her flats made virtually no noise as she trod carefully on the wooden planks and wound her way around the people. Turning right she travelled down the peir the jutted out into the water. It was virtually empty which she liked. As she made it to the end Felicia hoisted herself up onto the railing.
Letting her legs hang out over the edge she set the lemonaide down beside her and rested her hands on the railing on either side. The wind whipped at her dirty blonde hair, the gulls above her crying out obnoxiously. Her eyes trianed on the horizon she listened to the waves crash on the rocks below not really paying attention to anything but the ocean before her.
tagged : ralph/kels
words : didn't count
attire : click
notes : hope it's ok
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