Mini Me
Grimmjow took a deep breath of the fresh crisp air, letting it out with languid sigh. He was stretched out on one of the wooden park benches, that were scattered around the surprisingly empty park. It was only a couple of blocks from Charisma and usually a lot of the school kids came here when they had some down time.
In reality, Grimmjow was suppose to be back at school attending his other classes, but they were his boring core classes. The singer hated those classes, especially math. So instead, he had skipped in order to just get some R & R.
The bluenette reached up and rubbed idly at his throat. It was still a little scratchy after his vocal lessons. He swears that the teacher is going to wreck if voice his he makes him go even a half pitch higher. Then of course, Grimmjow will just wreck him in return. Problem solved.
Mind blank, Grimmjow zoned out into his own world, thinking about lyrics to a new song. He had a moment of intense thought, before something hit him smack dab in the face. The teen instantly became alert, snatching away the offending object from his face and looking left and right for the culprit that had hit with, Grimmjow looked down...."A picture?" Cerulean eyes looked back up, scanning the park and seeing that there were a few more pictures scattered about, tumbling around in the gentle breeze. Of a little way, he saw a dark haired kid scrambling around to pic them up.
Grimmjow got up and snatched up the pictures closets to him as he approached the other teen. "Tch. You should hold onto your stuff better kid." He remarked, holding out the pictures he had in hand.