Skittles was deeply engrossed in her book. She was sitting in the back of the library in one of the lounge chairs, positioned very strangely. One leg was over the arm of the chair, and the other was on the floor. Her back was against the other arm, and her arms were rested against her sides.
She'd pulled her hair up into a high ponytail, and her makeup was slightly Japanese today. She giggled and shifted her position as she reached a cute part in her book. Then she pulled her black t-shirt over her midriff, without removing her eyes from the pages of her book. As usual, she had totally tuned out everything around her, and was practically living her book.
The many shiney silver bangles around her wrists jingled as she moved her hand to turn the pages of her book, as did her shiney dangly earings when she shook her head at a part in the book.
She'd pulled her hair up into a high ponytail, and her makeup was slightly Japanese today. She giggled and shifted her position as she reached a cute part in her book. Then she pulled her black t-shirt over her midriff, without removing her eyes from the pages of her book. As usual, she had totally tuned out everything around her, and was practically living her book.
The many shiney silver bangles around her wrists jingled as she moved her hand to turn the pages of her book, as did her shiney dangly earings when she shook her head at a part in the book.