Post by Carmendi Beaumont on Feb 15, 2012 22:22:23 GMT -5
It was another boring Spring break for Carmendi. While her peers were off partying god knows where, she... Wasn't. As always, she'd opted to stay home while her brother went off on a road trip with his band to play some music festival down in Florida. No doubt, they were causing plenty of chaos on their way.
It was only Wednesday. She had several days left of break, and she'd originally intended on spending them studying and working on her story for the school paper. Being the editor, this was the only chance she'd really had all year to write a story of her own. Normally, it was just her going through and making sure everyone remembered to cross their T's and dot their I's.
There were, of course, two obstacles in the way of her doing so. The first being that she had no ideas. She'd wasted most of her best story ideas as suggestions for the rest of her team. And most of them had half-assed the stories, at that. The very thought made her cringe. It was really a mark of how far her age group had fallen that not one of the stories she'd suggested had reached even half of their potential. So she was left, once again, with needing to find a story that would dig her paper out of the rut her writing team had dug it into.
The second problem was her grandfather. She'd spent the last two days in her room; first cleaning her snake's cage, then following a variety of leads online in the hopes of coming up with something for her article. This morning, he'd barged into her room and told her she was to spend the day outside.
While Carmen liked it outside, she wasn't sure that she'd be able to find anything quite up to her standards to write about in dealing with the general public. She supposed she could always hope for something exciting to happen, but the reality was that New York City wasn't as exciting as it was chalked up to be. At least, not when you actually lived there.
Sighing, Carmen glanced out the subway window. She'd opted for normal transportation today simply because she didn't want to run the risk of being noticed. She'd learned her lesson the last time she'd flown in to Central Park. How many people in those stupid high rises had reported seeing a young, dark haired woman flying past their windows?
The young woman made a face at herself and sighed as she adjusted her stance. Naturally, the subway was standing room only. The only available seat was next to a man who looked and smelled as if he hadn't bathed in months. The other people on the subway were of the same mind as Carmendi when it came to him.
They were all standing as far away from him as humanly possible.
Suddenly, her brother's voice began playing loudly in her ears. Rolling her eyes, she pulled out her iPod and skipped the song. Eddie would put their music on her iPod before leaving. She supposed that was what she got for joking that she wouldn't have to listen to them for a whole week.
Shaking her head in bemusement, Carm moved a little closer to the doors. The train was nearing her stop and she wanted to get out and above ground as quickly as possible. This business of being underground never sat well with her. It made her feel like she was suffocating to be so far away from open air.
As the train stopped and the doors opened, she darted out then checked her pace. If she ran, she'd attract the wrong kind of attention. Even during the middle of the day, the subway was a dangerous place to draw attention to yourself. So, instead of bolting for the stairs like she wanted to, Carmen threw back her head and walked purposefully toward the exit.
The few minutes until she reached the open air felt like an eternity. As soon as the wind hit her face, she felt herself relax and release a breath she hadn't even realized she was holding. Feeling more refreshed, she made her way over to the park, passing into it almost eagerly as a spring entered her step.
The call of the open sky and lawns of grass called to her blood like nothing else ever could. In spite of herself, she found herself smiling. Sure, it was unlikely she'd really find a story here, but at least she could relax for a bit. That was probably all she really needed in order to figure out a story, anyway. To just let her mind relax...
"Fuck." She grumbled as a step took her a few inches into the air. Grounding herself, she looked around surreptitiously. Thankfully, she was far enough in the park that she was away from the busy street, and she was just lucky enough that none of the few people near her were even looking in her direction.
Sighing in relief and mild frustration, Carmen forced herself to keep a tight rein on her powers. This always happened when she rode the subway. Returning to the open air made the desire to just let go and fly so much more alluring. So much so that she would almost forget that she was in public.
Mentally kicking herself for this oversight, she made her way deeper into the park. Her favorite spot was somewhere toward the middle. There was a small fountain that very few people bothered to visit, and it suited her just fine. Not only did it give her a sense of seclusion, it was also - in her opinion - one of the most beautiful spots the park had to offer.
As she reached it, a grin grew on her face. "Alone at last." She murmered with a sigh of contentment, moving over to the fountain. Dropping her bag down next to the fountain, she perched on the ledge and trailed her fingers idly in the water with a small smile. "I guess Grandfather knew what he was talking about." She murmered again before sighing and laying down on the ledge, looking up at the sky as she listened to the water.
This spot gave her a perfect view of the sky, framed by trees. The sound of the water was almost like a lullabye. If it weren't for the fact that she knew better, she could almost fall asleep like this. But only almost. The occasional stray droplet of water served an excellent reminder that this was not a place for sleeping.
Smiling to herself, she gazed up at the sky, putting her hands under her head and bending one knee as she rested the other over it. The weather was perfect today. It was mild with a slight breeze, and there were a handful of fluffy white clouds scuttling across the sky. Absolutely perfect.
For the first time in awhile, she felt at one with the world. With a sigh of contentment, Carmendi let herself get lost in the moment.
((The ending is kinda meh, but I like most of it. ^_^)
It was only Wednesday. She had several days left of break, and she'd originally intended on spending them studying and working on her story for the school paper. Being the editor, this was the only chance she'd really had all year to write a story of her own. Normally, it was just her going through and making sure everyone remembered to cross their T's and dot their I's.
There were, of course, two obstacles in the way of her doing so. The first being that she had no ideas. She'd wasted most of her best story ideas as suggestions for the rest of her team. And most of them had half-assed the stories, at that. The very thought made her cringe. It was really a mark of how far her age group had fallen that not one of the stories she'd suggested had reached even half of their potential. So she was left, once again, with needing to find a story that would dig her paper out of the rut her writing team had dug it into.
The second problem was her grandfather. She'd spent the last two days in her room; first cleaning her snake's cage, then following a variety of leads online in the hopes of coming up with something for her article. This morning, he'd barged into her room and told her she was to spend the day outside.
While Carmen liked it outside, she wasn't sure that she'd be able to find anything quite up to her standards to write about in dealing with the general public. She supposed she could always hope for something exciting to happen, but the reality was that New York City wasn't as exciting as it was chalked up to be. At least, not when you actually lived there.
Sighing, Carmen glanced out the subway window. She'd opted for normal transportation today simply because she didn't want to run the risk of being noticed. She'd learned her lesson the last time she'd flown in to Central Park. How many people in those stupid high rises had reported seeing a young, dark haired woman flying past their windows?
The young woman made a face at herself and sighed as she adjusted her stance. Naturally, the subway was standing room only. The only available seat was next to a man who looked and smelled as if he hadn't bathed in months. The other people on the subway were of the same mind as Carmendi when it came to him.
They were all standing as far away from him as humanly possible.
Suddenly, her brother's voice began playing loudly in her ears. Rolling her eyes, she pulled out her iPod and skipped the song. Eddie would put their music on her iPod before leaving. She supposed that was what she got for joking that she wouldn't have to listen to them for a whole week.
Shaking her head in bemusement, Carm moved a little closer to the doors. The train was nearing her stop and she wanted to get out and above ground as quickly as possible. This business of being underground never sat well with her. It made her feel like she was suffocating to be so far away from open air.
As the train stopped and the doors opened, she darted out then checked her pace. If she ran, she'd attract the wrong kind of attention. Even during the middle of the day, the subway was a dangerous place to draw attention to yourself. So, instead of bolting for the stairs like she wanted to, Carmen threw back her head and walked purposefully toward the exit.
The few minutes until she reached the open air felt like an eternity. As soon as the wind hit her face, she felt herself relax and release a breath she hadn't even realized she was holding. Feeling more refreshed, she made her way over to the park, passing into it almost eagerly as a spring entered her step.
The call of the open sky and lawns of grass called to her blood like nothing else ever could. In spite of herself, she found herself smiling. Sure, it was unlikely she'd really find a story here, but at least she could relax for a bit. That was probably all she really needed in order to figure out a story, anyway. To just let her mind relax...
"Fuck." She grumbled as a step took her a few inches into the air. Grounding herself, she looked around surreptitiously. Thankfully, she was far enough in the park that she was away from the busy street, and she was just lucky enough that none of the few people near her were even looking in her direction.
Sighing in relief and mild frustration, Carmen forced herself to keep a tight rein on her powers. This always happened when she rode the subway. Returning to the open air made the desire to just let go and fly so much more alluring. So much so that she would almost forget that she was in public.
Mentally kicking herself for this oversight, she made her way deeper into the park. Her favorite spot was somewhere toward the middle. There was a small fountain that very few people bothered to visit, and it suited her just fine. Not only did it give her a sense of seclusion, it was also - in her opinion - one of the most beautiful spots the park had to offer.
As she reached it, a grin grew on her face. "Alone at last." She murmered with a sigh of contentment, moving over to the fountain. Dropping her bag down next to the fountain, she perched on the ledge and trailed her fingers idly in the water with a small smile. "I guess Grandfather knew what he was talking about." She murmered again before sighing and laying down on the ledge, looking up at the sky as she listened to the water.
This spot gave her a perfect view of the sky, framed by trees. The sound of the water was almost like a lullabye. If it weren't for the fact that she knew better, she could almost fall asleep like this. But only almost. The occasional stray droplet of water served an excellent reminder that this was not a place for sleeping.
Smiling to herself, she gazed up at the sky, putting her hands under her head and bending one knee as she rested the other over it. The weather was perfect today. It was mild with a slight breeze, and there were a handful of fluffy white clouds scuttling across the sky. Absolutely perfect.
For the first time in awhile, she felt at one with the world. With a sigh of contentment, Carmendi let herself get lost in the moment.
((The ending is kinda meh, but I like most of it. ^_^)