Post by Fallon Cotton on Oct 25, 2010 15:00:48 GMT -5
Since her break up with Sebastian, Fallon has slowly been getting less depressed and more content. Although breaking up was hard to do, the fight just clenched it. She cared deeply for Sebastian and still did but he just did not seem to be able to let her in anymore then he had. Without it, Fallon felt as if she would always be compared to Clara and always be on the outside. She didn't feel like she fit in, with his life. Not since he came back anyway. It hurt, but what could she do. Perhaps it was good they broke up. A nice break was not a bad thing. Fallon did say she still wanted to be his friend. Which was true. She was not about to totally ditch Sebastian. Just because they were no longer dating did not mean they could not be friends. It would be a bit awkward, but soon it would blow over.
This morning Fallon was actively working on new designs. She had brought her sketch pad to work, because she had inspiration. Her muse had struck and Fallon was working on a new set of clothes, which would be perfect fro the fall. If only she could jump start her career. But she had read about an internship next summer with an Fashion institute in new York. So perhaps, it could happen. Either way she needed to start now. Fallon choose to sit outside under the shade of a big oak tree to work on her drawings.
Her feet laid stretched out and she was intently drawing using the colors brown and green actually, for this particular piece. She did a lot of erasing. The neck line was not quite right for her liking. Of course she could get so lost in her art that she would never notice if someone decided to sit right next to her or anything. Not until someone blocked her sun light did she look up. There was a bit of black smoot on her face. "Oh am I in your way?" She asked. She was sitting so how could she be in someone's way. Oh well to late to take back the words.
This morning Fallon was actively working on new designs. She had brought her sketch pad to work, because she had inspiration. Her muse had struck and Fallon was working on a new set of clothes, which would be perfect fro the fall. If only she could jump start her career. But she had read about an internship next summer with an Fashion institute in new York. So perhaps, it could happen. Either way she needed to start now. Fallon choose to sit outside under the shade of a big oak tree to work on her drawings.
Her feet laid stretched out and she was intently drawing using the colors brown and green actually, for this particular piece. She did a lot of erasing. The neck line was not quite right for her liking. Of course she could get so lost in her art that she would never notice if someone decided to sit right next to her or anything. Not until someone blocked her sun light did she look up. There was a bit of black smoot on her face. "Oh am I in your way?" She asked. She was sitting so how could she be in someone's way. Oh well to late to take back the words.
