LJ Idol, Week 6: "The Path is Made by Walking"

The sky was the clearest blue she had ever seen. Ana loved to lay on the grass and watch the seabirds flying overhead – a variety of boobies, terns, and ridiculously huge albatrosses. She was supposed to be doing her homework, but how could she on a day like today? It was too pretty to be stuck indoors. The sunshine soothed her, and the ocean waves constantly lapping at the shore reminded her of the white noise machine she used to need at night to drown out the clamor of the city – taxis honking, people shouting, club music blaring, and the rare gunshot.

Everything was slower here in Kure Atoll, and much quieter. She had plenty of time to finish her assignments before bed tonight and email them to her teacher on the mainland.

Ana sighed loudly, rolled over onto her bare knees, and clambered to her feet. The grass had been comfortable enough to lay upon, but the rough edges scratched her palms and legs whenever she got up. It took her a while to realize that's why they were called blades of grass. Duh.
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