It was a cold Saturday morning as a young teenager by the name of Nashia sat on the beach watching the sunset rise. Her dark crimson hair shinned in the warm rising sunlight. She gave a sigh and put her hair behind her ears. Nashia didn't look like the kind of girl that would have the best first impression. Her ears had pierceings all down them, her nose and her belly-button were also pierced. Her dark clothing would give the apperence of a goth or a freak but her style never stayed the same. She stood up to reveil her pale legs and her short black school skirt that went just aboive her knees. Her shirt was a nice leathery black faberic with a mesh warn over it. She looked once more at the rising sun and walked off into the new morning.