She was sitting there with her eyes closed, a gust of wind blowing the strands of her dark brown hair like leaves, making them dance along her body. The rays of sunshine touched her skin in slow sharp angles, making her glow more than usual, it was cold, even with the sun shinning as bright as ever, but if you looked at her you couldn’t tell. She was wearing shorts with tights and a tank top, the weirdest kind of clothes to be wearing during the beginning of autumn, but she didn’t care, she wanted summer to last forever and, when you looked at her, glowing as the sun touched her caramel skin, you were sure it would.
