Lirael
"I promise this to myself, I am more than this."
What had she gotten herself into?! How could she have thought she could do this? She was insane, stupid, in over her head, had too big of an ego, too inexperienced. It was all falling apart! What was she going to do?!
Tessa Connors swallowed hard, fumbling through the clipboard with all of her notes, her hair slipping from its messy braid and over her shoulder. She was okay. This was good, she could work with this. Her gaze skimmed over the lists again before glancing up in time to a bunch of clattering and banging. "Oh, no no no!" she exclaimed, stumbling forward. "Coolers back here, guys! Please. It's clearly marked! Jason, if you set the chairs that close, someone's going to get smoke in their face!" She was going to have a heart attack before this was over!
At 5'2, Tessa was small in stature, but big in heart. At least, that's what her mother had kept telling her. With long, dark hair in natural waves that the wind seemed to delight in tangling on a whim, skin that tended to burn rather than tan, and weird gray eyes with silver flecks that seemed to catch the light, she was certainly out of place with all of the tall, bronze and blonde kids of her class. She was small and bookish, awkward and clumsy. But she was also smart, organized. The perfect person for this sort of job.
Then why was it all going so wrong?!
Oblivious to the troubles Tessa seemed to be facing, the rest of the teens laughed and joked with each other. This was their last big hayday before school started back up again. Swallowing hard, fighting back her frustration as all of the carefully outlined plans flew out the window, Tessa finally just gave up. Grabbing her notes, she moved away from the bonfire. She just had to calm down a moment. That was all. She would calm down and everything would be fine.
Sitting heavily against a dune, she tugged her hoodie around herself a bit tighter, hugging her knees to her chest with a soft sigh. "Deep breaths, Tessy," she whispered to herself. "Take deep breaths. It's not so bad. You're just overreacting again. Just like you always do." Her eyes closing, she rested her forehead against her knees next, forcing herself to take a deep, slow breath and to let it out again. Everything would be just fine....
Tessa Connors swallowed hard, fumbling through the clipboard with all of her notes, her hair slipping from its messy braid and over her shoulder. She was okay. This was good, she could work with this. Her gaze skimmed over the lists again before glancing up in time to a bunch of clattering and banging. "Oh, no no no!" she exclaimed, stumbling forward. "Coolers back here, guys! Please. It's clearly marked! Jason, if you set the chairs that close, someone's going to get smoke in their face!" She was going to have a heart attack before this was over!
At 5'2, Tessa was small in stature, but big in heart. At least, that's what her mother had kept telling her. With long, dark hair in natural waves that the wind seemed to delight in tangling on a whim, skin that tended to burn rather than tan, and weird gray eyes with silver flecks that seemed to catch the light, she was certainly out of place with all of the tall, bronze and blonde kids of her class. She was small and bookish, awkward and clumsy. But she was also smart, organized. The perfect person for this sort of job.
Then why was it all going so wrong?!
Oblivious to the troubles Tessa seemed to be facing, the rest of the teens laughed and joked with each other. This was their last big hayday before school started back up again. Swallowing hard, fighting back her frustration as all of the carefully outlined plans flew out the window, Tessa finally just gave up. Grabbing her notes, she moved away from the bonfire. She just had to calm down a moment. That was all. She would calm down and everything would be fine.
Sitting heavily against a dune, she tugged her hoodie around herself a bit tighter, hugging her knees to her chest with a soft sigh. "Deep breaths, Tessy," she whispered to herself. "Take deep breaths. It's not so bad. You're just overreacting again. Just like you always do." Her eyes closing, she rested her forehead against her knees next, forcing herself to take a deep, slow breath and to let it out again. Everything would be just fine....