I'm sorry for the short post [ANGEL]

It was warm out. Much warmer than Auralee had expected it to be. The girl let out a sigh and removed her leather jacket from her shoulders. Aura almost always had this jacket with her. It was like her second skin, so having it off made her feel naked. She wore a baggy gray t-shirt and blue jeans along with her worn out purple Vans. Her hair was down and slightly teased, as usual, and she wore a light layer of make-up.
It was another late night stroll for Aura. Although she much preferred being around people than being alone, the Hera cabin was far too cramped. The room she was placed in is far too full. Aura silently wondered if she'd be able to switch rooms. Deciding to make a mental note for later, Aura continued on her stroll. Aura fiddled with her dream catcher necklace. She always wore this necklace, no matter what the occasion. After learning of her heritage, Aura decided that divulging in a little superstition to keep intruders out of her mind wouldn't be such a bad thing. The necklace worked, no doubt about it, so she always kept on. Aura was snapped out of her thoughts by a faint drumming noise. She frowned and glanced around, spotting a boy sitting on a rock not too far ahead of her. She pursed her lips, trying to decide if she had seen him around before. Deciding she hadn't, Aura gave a shrug of her shoulders and continued forward. Aura looked towards the sky. The sun was gone and the light was fading. It would be dark soon. Aura frowned and knit her eyebrows together. I should head back soon... she thought.

Aura turned her attention back to the boy when he spoke to her. It was dark, the sun was now a faint glow on the line of the horizon. Aura squinted, trying to decipher more of the boy's appearance than a simple silhouette. She gave a small sigh of defeat when this failed her. Aura walked towards him until she was able to see more than the faint outlines of his form. She arched an eyebrow at his comment and crossed her arms over her chest. She looked him up and down a moment, a gave a smirk. "I could say the same to you. What makes you think you're fit enough to handle being out past curfew?" she retorted. Aura had always been one to snap back with rude comments. As time went on and she met more jerks, she began to care less and less about the damage she may do with her words. It was a problem really, but with this boy she didn't care much. He seemed arrogant. The look on his face, the look that he was taking in her appearance, made her skin crawl. She brushed a strand of hair from her face before she spoke again. "The name's Aura." Her statement was blunt and unfriendly, but she knew it was only etiquette to introduce herself. If there was anything that Debra taught her, it was proper manners.