by Altamira Vazquez » Mon Jan 02, 2017 1:42 am
The hair definitely was curly, and as she turned her head to give orders, it billowed out around her head, almost in slow-motion. The body could still entice murder, and it was squeezed into a low-cut top and tight capri pants -- the dream of any teenage boy. It certainly wasn't Angela, though, that much was for sure -- the fiery red hair didn't quite line up, and the face, while there were certain similarities, was unique.
As the girl turned and surveyed the campus, she caught Diego out of the corner of her eye, and gave a quick half smile and apologetic shrug.