Aphrodite, just finishing up some homework, was starting to feel a little bored. She was the type that got bored easily. It took a lot to satisfy her. Even though she was a girl who is amused by the smallest things, to keep her that happy for a long time, you had to be a miracle worker. Aphrodite would be the person to announce that her band-aid was sparkley and would spend about a minute staring at it, but a minute is it. After that minute, she would get bored and move onto something else. It is just the way she is.

Aphrodite closed her History book and set it to the side. She sighed as she looked out the window. The sun was out and loads of people were walking around outside. That inspired her! She thought that today would be the perfect day to go to that lake in town. The lake was like Aphrodite's zen place. It was always peaceful and that's where she did a lot of her thinking. There's a tree there that she always sits under. She named it Jill. That's how much she likes the tree. She would actually name it. However, saying that she would name it isn't saying much. Aphrodite named everything. But, she only named things that she considers hers. Since she likes that tree, she's considering it hers. It's complicated to explain. But, if you were in Aphrodite's head, you'd understand completely.

Aphrodite stood up once she put all her books in their places. She slid her black and green Vans on and grabbed her acoustic guitar and her notebook and a pencil. Her notebook was a black and white marble composition notebook. This is the book she kept all her songs in. She had three notebooks. One was for her songs, another was for the things she wrote (stories, poems) and the other was her journal. Aphrodite loved writing. Like soccer, she can't explain why she likes writing so much, but she just does.

Aphrodite made her way to the lake. It was about a five minute walk from the East Midnight Academy campus. Students are allowed to leave the campus if they want, but they aren't allowed to go past the beach, which is kind of hard since there is water past the beach. But, to the east, they aren't allowed to go past the town.

Aphrodite made it to the lake. She walked over to Jill and sat with her back against the tree. She took her guitar out of the case and sat it down on her lap. Aphrodite named her acoustic Peyton Jr. She named it after her best friend, Peyton Snerp. She opened her book to the page she began writing a song on. So far, she has about two lines of the song. She named the song Singing; My Passion; Playing; My Life;. She didn't know why though. Even though she enjoyed very much, they weren't her top priorities. Don't get me wrong, they are high up in rank. But, playing soccer was Aphrodite's favorite thing to do.

Aphrodite started playing and singing what she had so far of the song. She smiled when she had finished. She was very proud of her two lines, she worked very hard on them. Aphrodite hoped to get a bit more today. Maybe, just maybe she would get four lines. Aphrodite smiled at the lake, then went to thinking about what the write next.


[[Wowie! That did not make sense at all. Oh well.]]