Waking up realizing it was a Saturday is the best thing ever. I pulled on a pair of skinny jeans, and my pink stripped tank top. I let my black hair stay in it's natural loose curls, instead of pulling it up in a bun or side Poney like I usual do. I looked in the mirror to make sure I have nothing on my face,
I have light blue eyes hidden behind black glasses, I have contacts but
I only wear them when my glasses got in the way. I have freckles sprinkled across my nose. I never really wear make up just only eye liner and mascara for me.
My hair is just a plain black, with a single blonde streak in the front I put in for fun after seeing, Christina Perri's hair. I smile at myself, I'm not pretty to anyones eyes and I know that but I don't mind, cause those who do mind, don't matter to me.
Before I left out the door I placed one of those fashionable hats on my head, grabbed my lovely video camera,
"Bye mom!" I called out and headed out the door.
Filming to me, is life, seeing those pictures of memories moving across a screen, making those pictures come to life again, is amazing. I love to film object or just people, and we how they fit with music. In the world of filming I'm not Rooney the loser.
Lately I have been spending a lot of time at the park, filming little kids. I head over to my favorite bench and sat upside down and started filming those chubby monkeys.
My headphones are jammed into my ears and I hum to myself, it's just me and only me in my filming world and that thought made me smile. I was focused on a little girl with blonde pig tails, eagerly waiting for her mom to buy her ice cream. I turned my camera to the ice cream man, and my skin crawled.
He looks like a giant ape who hides rockets in the back of his van to take off after he has kidnapped a kid, I don't trust him. I have my eye on you ice cream man.
Someone tapped me on my ankle and I jumped which caused me to roll over in a backward roll landing on my stomach underneath the bench. I went to get up and smacked my head on the bench.
"Ouch." I said while rubbing the top of my poor head. I looked up to cuss this tap of the ankle culprit.
Well hello tall, dark, and handsome I said to myself. Boy was he cute my jaw literally dropped to the ground, he had dirty blonde hair and shining blue eyes. Wow and those muscles....
" Nice ninja moves." he said while laughing. Say something, stop gawking at him and his holiness and say SOMETHING!! My mine fought with myself.
"um.. Well... I am no ninja, you see ninjas are the enemies of my zombie pirate army." Pirate army? Really, Rooney? In my mind I was slapping myself internally,
"Really I bet, they are no match for my angry peeps army." he said. I smiled and sat next to him turning my camera back to the little girl who was now licking her ice cream away.
"psh I will just eat them."
"Why were you upside down?" he asked randomly.
"why are you sitting?" I snapped back. He sat there quietly not knowing what to say,
"touché" he finally said a couple minutes later. I was still focused on the girl, her Ice cream has fallen to the ground and silent tears rolled down her face. I sighed and stood up.
I walked over to the creepy Ice cream man in the van and bought her anther one, before I walked over to her I pointed my two Fingers at my eye and back to the ice cream man, "I'm watching you ape man" he jumped back startled.
I walk over to pig tail girl and handed her the ice cream cone, 'snap' I looked up to see bench boy taking a picture,
" that better just be the little girl I there. "I grumbled he laughed,
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The Loser life of Rooney Austin *editing*
Teen FictionWhat do you do if your a complete loser at your school. What if your only wish is that your invisible? Rooney Austin is below the food chain she just wants to be unnoticed. When her and Mr. Popular get in a fight at school there stuck in dention for...