Keep Me In The Know (M) (Reserved)

Kasia slung her pack over her shoulder, walking away from the group behind her. She huffed in exasperation. Her loyalty had been stretched to the limit, and Kasia had finally managed to cut all ties to the traitors behind her. Her dark brown eyes were clouded with anger. She grated her teeth, glaring down at her black converse shoes and readjusting her bag's posistion on her shoulder. A car flashed by, spraying water up onto her. "You've gotta be freaking kidding me!?" Kasia hissed, wiping the mucky brown water off her face and flicking it to the ground. She looked down at her bag. It wasn't all that dirty, but the chibi kitten had water dripping down from its head. Slumping her shoulders, Kasia redirected her path to the forest. At least there weren't any assholes there. She turned, going between two old houses that stood in front of the forest. Before she could register what had happened, Kasia was on the ground, her knee and elbows stinging. "Oh bloody hell!" She yelled, slamming her fist into the ground and sat up. Retying the shoe lace that had tripped her, Kasia examined the new hole in her dark blue skinny jeans. Blinking her eyes rapidly to keep the tears of frustration back, the girl stood, and continued on her way.

It seemed like forever before the forest enveloped her, and all the built up worry and hurt just seemed to melt away. Whispering to herself, Kasia followed a worn trail. She followed it until it wasn't a trail anymore, and there weren't anymore signs of human pollution. Thorns and other sharp little branches tugged at her jeans, but Kasia kept going, moving not so gracefully through the underbrush.

Kasia jumped when she heard a 'Hey', and raised an eye brow when she saw the man. Rolling her eyes, she stopped, looking him over and wondering what the hell he was doing out here. Kasia noted the cigarette, and crossed her arms over her chest. "You'll be dead in twenty years if you keep that habit up. Not to mention burn down the entire forest while you're at it." Her Welsh accent became more apparent as she spoke. She knew exactly what she was doing out here. Running. Just for a little while and she didn't need to be bothered. Kasia continued stomping by, nearly tripping as she tried to move quickly. "Freaking bag of wank..." She hissed to herself, pushing branches aside and yelping when one flew back and whipped her across the face. "Oh isn't that just fucking perfect?" She put a hand up to the red mark, and glared back at the man as if it were his fault.

Kasia rolled her eyes as he responded. "Bloody plonker..." She muttered, and tried her best to keep her distance as he joined her. "Well, I guess that's my choice." She mimicked him as he commented on her cursing. Her eyes widened slightly as he offered the cigarette, and rolled her eyes again. "If I did smoke, I wouldn't use that poxy type." Kasia shot him a hard glare, and pushed his hand away harshly. "Kasia. And I thought I'd let you know, I do happen to have some pepper spray in my bag and unless you stay out of my bubble, I'm going to feel very inclined to stick it up your arse." Brushing her curly brown hair out of her eyes, Kasia sent another glare his way.

Kasia snorted. He had to be toying with her now. "Is your little brother Fizz? Or maybe Carbonation." She muttered, and glanced behind her. Abruptly, she spun on her heel, and started walking the other way. "I'll be as preppy as I like." Kasia ignored his smile the best she could, and pushed the branches away from her face, hoping one would catch him square in the face. "Don't you have some sorta gang to get back to? A precious motorcycle?" Kasia wasn't shy about being a bitch.

Kasia clenched her hands into fists, her knuckles turning white. "You should probably be checking up on it then." The two old houses came into view, along with the rubbish that came along with humans. She glanced back at him, and tilted her head. "What kind of crap have you been smoking?" Kasia huffed, and sighed in relief when she was between the two old buildings. Her irritation was strong, and she didn't really know why. But her snappy attitude was just so easily brought out, and this guy following her wasn't helping. "So, Cola, are you done following me now?"

Kasia turned her head towards him, giving him a dull look. "No.. fucking... duh. No offense, dude, but what drug was your momma on when she named ya? I had a hamster named Sodapop once." She bit her tongue as soon as the words escaped. The rudeness hadn't really been intentional, but Kasia wasn't about to apologize. "My friends," She made air quotes with her fingers at the word 'friends' "pissed me off. So I thought a walk in the forest would help. But I guess I was wrong, again!" Kasia ground her teeth, refusing to make eye contact with him.