i don't BITE...much.(RILEY)

[legallybrunet2tx]

SHE'S THE SYMBOL OF RESISTANCE ♫
and she's holding on my heart like a hand grenade

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The sun was shining. A soft breeze blew delicately through the afternoon sky. It was the perfect day. The temperatures were mild, and Leighton Dodge knew it was a great day for a run. She was especially excited when she realized she woudn't even need a heavy jacket. Cold weather and Leighton did NOT get along too well. She was definitely a beach girl. She would rather roast in the sun than put up with a slight chill. You can imagine her suprise when she walked outside and she started to sweat a little. A smile played on her features as she began to jog towards the city park. It had been a long day for the young girl, and this exercise was much needed. Her three year old Hanoverian stallion, Hurrah, had decided to be a royal brat today and throw her right before a jump. Leighton had suffered some bruising as a result of hitting the poles on her way down. It didn't help when she insisted on getting back on to teach the young horse a lesson. She made him redo the jump twice before even thinking about getting off. She could feel it now in her ribs as she jogged along. Delicatley, she lifted the fabric covering her ribs and winced at the sight of the nasty bruise that revealed itself. A few cuts were evident, as well. Great...This is gonna kill tomorrow. Leighton dropped the shirt back over her ribs and decided to just ignore the slight pain. She would get over it. No need to be a baby about it. Leighton's father had given her worse bruises than this back home.

As the blonde pressed onward, she realized how incredibly hungy she was. Her stomach rumbled angrily, reminding its owner that food was needed to survive. She sighed, annoyed, at herself. How could she forget to eat again? It was becoming a nasty habit that she wasn't even all that aware of. All this working out required her to maintain a more stable diet, and Leighton just couldn't keep up with it. By this time she had reached the park, so she found a nearby bench and sat down. Her breathing was ragged as she struggled to catch her breath from the run. She had been moving pretty quickly, so she was a little short on breath. She put her hands on her head and stood back up. No sitting down when you're trying to catch your breath. Leighton finally settled down and did a few stretches before reclining on the bench near the fountain. A light mist sprayed her gently, and she was grateful for the cool down. A sigh escaped her lips as the clouds parted and the sun illuminated her figure. The warmth of its rays enveloped her body and her eyes gently closed. She did not want to fall asleep on the bench, but she really WAS tired...It wouldn't hurt to catch a minute of rest.

After a short catnap, Leighton was woken by a bird that had decided to perch directly above her head on the arm of the bench. Leighton let out a scream and jolted upright, her face coming in contact with the metal railing of the bench. She cried out in pain and her hands immediately went up to her face. She pulled them back quickly, almost vomiting at the sight of blood. She looked around for the bird, only to see it perched on a high branch in a nearby tree. Leigthon backed away quickly from the nasty creature and shed her jacket to use as a towel. Her fear of birds was deathly, and tears began to swell in her eyes. To anybody passing by, she would appear to be a lunatic. Blood surged from a gash on her forehead. Her nose was producing just as much. She immediately felt light headed and she fell to the ground. Crumpled in the grass, she tried unsuccesfully to mop up her blood with her jacket. Her brand new, WHITE, running jacket. Her tears fell, just as much from embarrassment as from pain. Leighton wiped at them frantically and tried to compose herself before attempting to stand up. Dizziness overcame her and she decided it best to stay on the ground until it passed.

IS SHE DREAMING WHAT I'M THINKING ♫
is she the mother of all bombs gonna detonate
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TAGS! Riley LeBlanc. WORDS! 719. MUSE! . NOTES! Poor girl...ha xD SONG! CREDIT! this template @ love like winter?! of caution. lyrics @ "she's a rebel", green day. icon @ whoever created it. content @ their rightful owners. no stealing!