Post by Lily Blackthorne on Jan 20, 2008 1:03:07 GMT -5
Lily was standing in line at the Movies waiting to get her ticket. They had made the Book: Twilight into a Movie and she was going to see it. She was wearing a pair of pinstriped shot shorts, a pair of fishnet stockings, converse sneakers, and a black tank top that was small and tight fitted. Her curly brown hair was hanging, she worse skull and cross bone earings, a skull and cross bone chocker, and watch on a wide leather ban. She sighed and looked at her watch the line was moving slow. She made sure she was near know adults physically and was stuck between a group of teenagers way older than her. The line inched forward and she looked around and counted a few dozen people in front of her. She hoped that the tickets didn't sell out. She dearly wanted to see the movie. Lily coughed as the smell of cigarette smoke filled her nose. She covered her face with a bandana she had in her back pocket and gave a glare at the teens behind her. She hated the smell of smoke, It was revulking she would thought after the six years she lived with her abusive, alcoholic, and drug using parents she would be used to it but she was wrong. She coughed again.
