I was in my room staring at my reflection, my best friend was there with me. She was braiding my hair. She always said she loved to play with it because my hair was a beautifull colour brown, it would always sparkle in the sun. She also said that my hair was soft and it a would let the green in my blue eyes stand out more. Of course I hated that because it would always attract unwanted attention. Some people would say I'm a witch because of it, others would say it's unnatural and steer clear of me, but I have friends that excepts me for who I am. I sometimes stare at my reflection and wonder how my mother looked like. My grandmother told me stories about her and she always said I remind her of my mother. She was also part of the guardian core, she was one of the mytiest troops we ever had. I never knew much about my father, only that he died with my mother when I was at a young age and my grandmother had to take me in, she took good care of me. She told me how my parents loved me, she could see that I made them truly happy to be together. They loved each other very much, and when I was born, it brought more joy to the family. At that I smiled. "What are you smiling about Snow?" I heard my friend ask, "nothing much, I was just thinking, that's all" Yuna chuckled, "you think to much, and done, just take a look, I've really gotten good at this, don't you think?" Yuna braided my hair perfectly so that my helmet would fit fine. I turned my head in the mirror to see how it looks, "you like it?" Yuna asks, "yeah, great job Yuna, and thanks" I turn to look at her, "no problem, you know I like to braid it" she said with a smile on her face. "Finnish up, it's almost time for the summit," she told me. She of course was already dressed, she just needed her helmet, then the look was complete. We wore grey uniforms with a pink mantel on the one side, the helmets were also a grey colour, with a pink stripe on the side all along edge. I got ready and headed down to the area were we were suppose to meet up and then we headed to the summit.
I was in my room staring at my reflection, my best friend was there with me. She was braiding my hair. She always said she loved to play with it because my hair was a beautifull colour brown, it would always sparkle in the sun. She also said that my hair was soft and it a would let the green in my blue eyes stand out more. Of course I hated that because it would always attract unwanted attention. Some people would say I'm a witch because of it, others would say it's unnatural and steer clear of me, but I have friends that excepts me for who I am. I sometimes stare at my reflection and wonder how my mother looked like. My grandmother told me stories about her and she always said I remind her of my mother. She was also part of the guardian core, she was one of the mytiest troops we ever had. I never knew much about my father, only that he died with my mother when I was at a young age and my grandmother had to take me in, she took good care of me. She told me how my parents loved me, she could see that I made them truly happy to be together. They loved each other very much, and when I was born, it brought more joy to the family. At that I smiled. "What are you smiling about Snow?" I heard my friend ask, "nothing much, I was just thinking, that's all" Yuna chuckled, "you think to much, and done, just take a look, I've really gotten good at this, don't you think?" Yuna braided my hair perfectly so that my helmet would fit fine. I turned my head in the mirror to see how it looks, "you like it?" Yuna asks, "yeah, great job Yuna, and thanks" I turn to look at her, "no problem, you know I like to braid it" she said with a smile on her face. "Finnish up, it's almost time for the summit," she told me. She of course was already dressed, she just needed her helmet, then the look was complete. We wore grey uniforms with a pink mantel on the one side, the helmets were also a grey colour, with a pink stripe on the side all along edge. I got ready and headed down to the area were we were suppose to meet up and then we headed to the summit.
