Post by Jasmine Turner on Aug 5, 2010 21:20:11 GMT -5
Jazz drumbed her fingers on the side of the couch flipping through a book she was trying so hard to read but was getting harder and harder for her with every flip of the page. The book was My sisters keeper, she'd read it once before, or saw the movie she couldn't really remember but she did know she wanted to read the book since she liked it. She managed to skip out on her medicine today so paying attention to the book would be so much harder, she just didn't realize that. She sat up and shifted a little bit on the couch now sitting on her legs this or sitting with her legs close to her chest were the most comfortable for her.
The blond placed the book in her lap looking around the room, she didn't get why it was so quiet in the living room it was actually making her uncomfortable, but she didn't say anything, she wasn't going to talk to her self and there was no one for her to talk to so she stayed quiet but did lift her book up and place it on the arm of the couch pulling her legs out from under her pulling them close to her chest now. "This book is boring me" she mumbled to her self and flipped the pages all the way to the end before closing it and drumming her fingers back on the couch. She couldn't help it though not taking her medicine made her very distracted and she couldn't concentrate on anything.
Hopping up off the couch she walked over to a chair sitting down in it...Jasmine was always so hyper so sitting still in one spot just wasn't good enough for her. She pulled her knees close to her chest again messing with the bracelet on her arm that she made when she was little, it was to small to come off now so she just never took it off, but glancing at her wrist she ran her finger over one of her scars on it and sighed a little bit but just opened her book back up trying again to read it....even if that really wasn't going to happen...she was determined.
The blond placed the book in her lap looking around the room, she didn't get why it was so quiet in the living room it was actually making her uncomfortable, but she didn't say anything, she wasn't going to talk to her self and there was no one for her to talk to so she stayed quiet but did lift her book up and place it on the arm of the couch pulling her legs out from under her pulling them close to her chest now. "This book is boring me" she mumbled to her self and flipped the pages all the way to the end before closing it and drumming her fingers back on the couch. She couldn't help it though not taking her medicine made her very distracted and she couldn't concentrate on anything.
Hopping up off the couch she walked over to a chair sitting down in it...Jasmine was always so hyper so sitting still in one spot just wasn't good enough for her. She pulled her knees close to her chest again messing with the bracelet on her arm that she made when she was little, it was to small to come off now so she just never took it off, but glancing at her wrist she ran her finger over one of her scars on it and sighed a little bit but just opened her book back up trying again to read it....even if that really wasn't going to happen...she was determined.
