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Post by karena alisa castan. on Sept 5, 2009 19:22:40 GMT -5
"Okay, stupid bees, you can fly away now, I'm not a flower!" she grumbled, swatting the air and the bees around her to no avail. "I mean seriously, is it that hard to just fly the hell away? You haven't stung me yet, and you've been buzzing for like ten minutes and shit, I'm talking to bees. Get a grip, Karena," she rattled off, spinning on her heel and walking the other way. It wasn't actually the way she wanted to go, but as long as those damn bees didn't follow her, she'd figure out what to do. Karena's eyes were cast straight ahead, dark and annoyed, the bags beneath them easily visible in the harsh, rare sunlight. It wasn't that she minded being at the park, or even being alone at the park with Parker and Jordan back at home ( that is, if she could even consider her foster family's house her home, and she wasn't sure she could ), it was that her insomnia was, once again, keeping her awake almost all night even if she took the pills she'd been prescribed. Anytime that happened, ( which was quite a lot, considering times like these happened every other month and lasted about as long ) the teenager became considerably more irritable and much more prone to muttering to herself instead of just thinking the words to herself. She clenched her teeth, balling her hands into fists out of frustration, then coming to a halt and closing her eyes.
She took a deep breath, inhaling slowly and exhaling normally, trying to calm herself down. They're just bees. It's nothing to get worked up over. Just some stupid bees, she chanted to herself, letting her eyes flutter open when she was positive she was calm. She let herself continue to wander aimlessly around the park, unsure of why exactly she'd come here. There wasn't much going on with her, so it wasn't like she needed to clear her head. It wasn't as if she'd come here to mess around with her brothers, since she'd come alone. She had just sort of come, without thinking about it, without a reason. She liked it when she did things like that, but she could only hope someone she knew and liked would come along and stumble upon her accidentally, since Karena never liked being alone for too long. Maybe that was why she'd let the bees buzz around her for so long - at least they were some kind of company. Uh, no, that's insane, Kari. Stop it, no sleep doesn't mean no brains! she scolded herself mentally, staring at the ground and scuffing her toe into it. She looked up slightly to see what was ahead of her, and when her eyes found a bench, she changed her path only slightly to go towards it.
As soon as she reached it, she stepped up on top of it and sat down on the rail, her feet on the bench itself, her hands on either side of her gripping the railing so she wouldn't fall backwards - hopefully - if she lost her balance. Her dark brown eyes scanned the park, taking in the scattered people and the green grass that looked like it was a little bit too tall. Her fingers moved from the railing up to her face, brushing her fiery red hair behind her ear before returning to the rail. She felt a little lonely, being here without having come with anyone or seeing anyone that she knew, but people liked spending time at the park. It was only natural for her to assume that sooner or later someone was going to come and see her and talk to her, and she was hoping for that. She didn't want to go back to the house just yet, that place often felt suffocating. She loved her foster family, yes, but sometimes she just couldn't stand to spend more than a few seconds in that house. It wasn't their fault, Karena just simply needed open space and that was hard to get in a house with two adults and four other children and teenagers. SHe sighed quietly, casting her eyes down at her knees, finding herself quite bored now that she'd stopped swatting at the bees and walking. |
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