Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2013 21:57:47 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #fff; width: 505px; border-top: 10px #95D9DE solid, bTable]  the kindest of kisses break the hardest of hearts it was a hot day, so daisy decided to make the most of the heat and sit outside on a deck chair to soak up some rays in the hope to get a golden glow to her pale skin. she was wearing a pair of short denim shorts with a red crop top accompanied by a pair of sunglasses. it was kind of hard to relax with the sound of screaming kids from nearby trailers. why couldn't their parents just keep them under control instead of letting them run riot? daisy was just hoping none of the little creatures would approach her. instead she concentrated on the music in the background, playing from her radio in her mobile home. lyons gate wasn't a place to relax anyway. there was always noise at all hours. varied from the arguing couples to the blaring music. daisy had learnt to block it out though, plus a few shots of vodka always helps her to go to sleep. still, she couldn't complain. her and her brother were just as bad as their neighbors. they have people round all night, partying and drinking, blaring music until sunrise. nevertheless, she hated the trailer park. she couldn't wait to get herself a real job and start earning some money that way she could get a place of her own. the sunglasses helped to conceal the fact she was watching the family opposite her. they were arguing about what DVD to watch. she wondered if the neighbors sometimes heard her and her brother's drunken arguments, where plates are thrown and cups are smashed. that only happened every blue moon though. daisy relaxed back into the deck chair. she closed her eyes. the peace was short lived. after a five minutes something blocked her sun. she opened her eyes and sighed when she saw someone stood in front of her. "if you're selling something, i'm not interested" daisy stated, as she lowered her sunglasses slightly. |
