Ambitions for the Sky
She watched the sunset dimming in the distance, the bright tones died as the sunshine and warmth fell away like the sky being captured to the blackness in which brought a new world alive to the city. This town in which your skates are your metaphor to express your style and way of life to show you can truly fly and see the road within the sky.
The young woman seated herself carefully upon the large log pressed against the old spiralling tree within the silent space within the park. Her long black strands of her beautiful lock's twisted in the wind and down her pale flesh of her face that was the backdrop to her stunning deep pools of blue that if caught long enough starring would seer away at a persons soul and lost in the oblivion of her sight. A fashion statement that showed her personality was of a different age and time in her own little fantasy world she lived in. Pink tails with large bows with miniature skulls perhaps a dark personality lurked beneath fragile appearance, strange eye patch resting on her head dotted with a single heart. Her clothes fashionable to the least the gothic Lolita trend seem to be the ideal choice with the long sleeves and blue bodice trapping her supple bust though squeezing her at waist. A skirt would loop around with white trimming. Stockings that would slip up all the way to thighs lined in black and white strips, though feet snuggled into her A-T's which were designed with flowers and thorns.
She was lost in thought, eye's exploring the thoughts of her next journey the next push of adrenaline that she very much craved when she carve her Air Trek's into the ground or something that allow her to fly and journey away from this place to where she desired to be..
As she day dream a man loop up beside her finger's tucked into his leather coat his single eye peering out to her from behind his own raven locks, his slender frame and jeans cuffing onto him and his fem-boy charm that probably cause silly school girl's to fall about themselves.
"The fuck are you doing out here again, Shanatina?" he asked with his low voice as he looked upon her.
Her attention loop back into reality and glance up to him, "What the hell does appear to look like you moron?" she ask sarcastically,
"I figure you were just out here to fantasize about how much you truly adore me deep down.."
"And you wonder why I dislike conversations with you sometimes, your egotistical self indulged idiot…" she scowl is displeasure at the very thought of thinking of Dalton that way.
Dalton laugh simply, "Whatever, we have a meet coming up downtown for parts lets go."
Shanatina stare at him for a moment or so before she stood press herself up from the log and begin to trail behind Dalton down the path to escape the park.
Air Trek's were a form of living, mostly cause it was a form of earning respect to truly fly and show that you didn't need to have wings of the normal sort to adventure to the heavens. It was also to have fun and journey to the top of the tower that most dreamed of getting to, the road in the sky was a long one though for the few who could see it was truly a sight to behold.
Shanatina had ambitions that made her want to sore all the way to the top of the road in the sky she desired it to be pronounced a great Air trek's skater and to hold a large title, though along with those ambitions came the need to fly the wish to sore on those blades.