Her name was Mave. She had gorgeous long red hair and green like apples eyes. She liked to collect circular rocks because they gave her luck. She was terrified of driving because just the idea of trusting others with giant metal machines going at 70 mph made her head hurt. She loved freckles because she said that they looked like little hearts on peoples faces. She hated pumpkins and carrots. First of all because they were orange just like her hair, and she liked to think that the color was special and not given to things as mundane as a food. Second of all, shed like to believe that shed be caught dead before she ever asked for anything pumpkin flavored and conform to the 'white girl'. and carrots just tasted funny. She was inconsistent, and while some said it kept them on their toes the truth is, all it did was keep them wrapped around her finger. She was careless and didn't think much before she acted. It could be seen as spontaneous, but actually it was just hurtful. She loved the winter, because her cheeks matched her hair and she stood out against the pure white snow. She loved summer as well because she didn't need to be held to anyones expectations and she could simply disappear. She was an all or nothing type girl. Its why she either summer or its polar opposite winter. Its why she wanted to either be your lover or be a stranger.
hey maybe i can make Mave a character for stories i never finish