Post by shale on Jul 13, 2011 16:35:21 GMT -5
Shale Ross | female | 19 | Junior
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Shale drew in a deep breath as she sauntered towards the bonfires, flashing a hot gaze at anyone who dared cast a raised eyebrow in her direction.
Creamy skin flushed red (at least, according to the red glint of the bonfire shining on her body), she sighed and sat on a wooden bench. She let her blue and white striped towel fall away from her slender body, revealing a black bikini.
Shale leaned forward, setting her elbows on her knees and propping her cheeks in her palms; her medium, dirty blond hair - tips dyed black and a fat chunk of her bangs dyed dark red - falling across her face.
Shale was liking Balston so far. Nice. Homey. Comfortable. Hard-working. It was her type of college. Besides...the tension between Balston and Luxford gave her something to do. Like hosing down a few prissy girls who dared comment on her black apparel. It wasn't an unusual style, so Shale had decided to teach them a lesson by climbing up a tree with a hose and giving them a nice, freezing bath.
She grinned, straight, white teeth flashing in the dim light, at the memory of playing pranks on the snotty next-door-neighbor, Isabel, with her older brother. She wondered how he was doing these days.
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