Post by Health on Oct 4, 2006 19:05:03 GMT -5
Eliza whistled happily running a hand through her very short, curly hair as she walked out to the garage to pick out a vechicle to go to the beach in. In reality Eliza had taken a moment to dig her head out of her photography classes and noticed that it was getting cold out, which ment there weren't that many more days of warm, beach going weather.
As she unlocked the door to Red Jeep, she pulled down on the light blue bikini top she was wearing, then threw her sunbag into the passenger seat, then looked around the garage before hopping into the driver's seat.
As she unlocked the door to Red Jeep, she pulled down on the light blue bikini top she was wearing, then threw her sunbag into the passenger seat, then looked around the garage before hopping into the driver's seat.
