Post by star on Aug 2, 2016 23:49:33 GMT -5
Summer Skye Summer streched out her long model leg, they had turned a deep golden brown by now. They hadn't been crashed long, maybe a few weeks at the most, but it was long enough to get a serious summer tan. Wasn't the best for your skin but when you have nothing to do but lay out and tan it seems like you can make a few exceptions to your otherwise healthy life style. Like cigarettes, which Summer had conveniently bummed off another survivor of the crash. She'd never tried them before until now. The rough steaming black smoke made it's way down to her precious pink lungs. She exhaled quickly to let out a small cough. Her parents would have killed her if they knew that she was smoking, which was half the fun. Something about their prissy uptight lifestyle had always pissed Summer off. When she was young her parents used to dress her up in these ridiculous costumes to show her off to all their friends, like she was some sort of show dog. And the gatherings her parents used to have? Yeah they were clothing optionally. Her parents, always meant well, they meant well to the earth. Environmental Nazis, the nudist type too, who would only buy environmentally friendly clothing- whatever they had to wear clothes that is. It was course and dense fabric that didn't exactly like to be worn. It was scratch and itch your skin, making it raw and red in places. So naturally, Summer became so incredibly comfortable with her body that it makes any normal person uncomfortable. Summer sighed to herself. Thinking about how her parents probably thought she was going through one of her phases of not talking to them again. Little id they know that she had taken off to a different country for a shoot. If her parents would have seen how close to nature was right now they'd jump with excitement and probably be on the next plane crash here.Her body started to shake with anger. Anything that made her parents even slightly proud made her want to rip her hair out by the handfuls. She searched through her bag and found her medication. She took out one pill from each bottle, throwing the white pills into the back of her throat she swallowed them both. She streched out the rest of the way laying her head on a sand pillow. She ran her fingers through the white crystal like sand. She felt more at peace after taking her medication. It was always like that for her, a flash of extreme rage then a pill then calm. She rested her head and then her whole body. She could fill the anger lifting away from her as she started to fall asleep. |
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