The girl walked down the street with a gray loose shirt and baggy cargo pants. Her beanie semi-low letting her fire hair to swish against the winds chilling blow as she held her blueberry colored drink. Everyone stared at her with disgust and just as someone tried to trip her. She kicked him on the leg and took a sip of her drink and said,"Maybe next time, loser." Her aquamarine eyes locking on him until she walked away, sticking her tongue out like no one was around.