Simply Endless Steps

Becca's footsteps remained mute in the grassy area as she took slow paces along. Her gaze remained on her feet as she extended her arms, as if to be balancing upon something invisible. A line?
She sighed out at such a silly thought and kept her arms extended as she spun, trying to find some entertainment in doing so. She closed her eyes and continued to spin while moving to the right, inhaling gently. She smiled soft at the wonderous scents which filled her mind, another sigh escapping, this time in contentment.

Kris wandered around the school, he had no idea as to where he was actually going but that didn't bother him at all. He would stop when his feet told him to do so. He had already took a tour around the building and waved to quite a lot of people. He wasn't used to greeting people with such gratitude, but today he wasn't acting his normal self. This slightly excited him how he was acting in such a bizarre and peculiar way. He finally spotted Becca and stopped himself from following where his feet where taking him, he headed towards her, feet making squidgy noises as he did. She must have known he was approaching; he was literally stamping his feet along, so it sounded as though he was.

Becca found herself still spinning as her ears managed to pick up on the rough sludging noises which echoed loud. She smiled light, her own footsteps silent on the ground as she kept her arms outstreched for balance that wasn't needed. She kept her eyes closed and eventually stopped her spinning as she found her hands brushing against a nearby tree. She soon glanced over her shoulder, inhaling gently. Her eyes landed on Kris, but a slender brow rose as she kept her arms out besides her. Excitment? She blinked confused to this. Odd...boy

Hello!!! he shouted happily; he was on a high, his eyes wide and beaming a huge smile. He skipped towards Becca until he was standing in front of her. His eyes studied her expression and he shrugged; knowing he was slightly hyper he found himself bouncing and he chirped: How are you Bex? he flopped down on the wet grass, not caring that his butt now had a wet patch. He just sighed and blinked frequently; twiddling his thumbs with the occasional click-clap pattern in between.

Becca blinked at the nickname and flinched hearing the squelch of the wet grass echo out in her hearing. She slowlyed crossed her arms, slowly chuckling lightly at his hyperactive behaviour. ...I'm fine She murmured quietly as she found herself patting Kris' head in contentment. She looked up at the sky slowly. And why may I ask are you in such a good mood?[/color] She questioned curious, eyes never once leaving the sky.

dunno!? he giggled for no apparent reason and shrugged. He rocked side to side and continued with his click-clap pattern. I'm wet. he realised and bounced up. GAH! he mumbled and glared at the piece of grass he had previously been sitting on. I am good you are "fine"! he smiled and began rocking again. He followed her eyes to the sky, he watched as a bird flew passed and he jumped. ARGHH! he shuddered and got closer to Becca, as though he was hiding. It's a bird! he screeched.

Becca blinked startled by his odd behaviour, her hand never once leaving his head as she patted it. Did someone drug you?!color=darkred][/color] She questioned instantly, her gaze instantly on him as she crouched down, gazing into his eyes curious. She opened his eye lids, staring at his eye close, frowning. Or are you delusional? She twitched, tone serious as she patted his head once more, sitting down in front of him. A sigh escaped as she too felt the wet hit her butt.

Kris became startled as his eyes were opened for him. MY EYES! he whined like a 4 year old. MINE! he repeated and fell backwards. I don't like birds. he admitted, although he was still in a high octave. and and AND! he emphasized. I don't like cats...they are scary they are! he added, gazing up at the clouds as they passed by. He was hoping that there would be no more birds, he kept his eye on the sky, just to make sure.

Becca frowned. Your on drugs..deary me She tusked, shaking her head as she stood up, irritated now. She dusted off her butt, unhappy over the wet feeling due to the grass. Slowly she looked at Kris. If your gonna be a pain I'll make the cats and birds come She grumbled under her breath, kicking him very lightly tilting her head as she watched him confused.

Kris turned his view on Becca, his mind was too occupied on a high pitched squeal to hear what she said to him. owie. he moaned, when he was literally kicked back down to reality. What was that for? he questioned and widened his eyes even further than they already were. He couldn't think properly and now his vision blurred. He kept silent and blinked.

Becca slowly looked at Kris and twitched. She shook her head and kept her foot on his side, it light to the touch. Her gaze remained confused as she looked at him shaking her head. ...your worrying me She admitted, confused by everything. Another sigh managed to escape as she stepped over him, sitting down once more. She didn't want to leave him in honesty.

Me? I am worrying you? he said amazed. He scrunched his face and sat up. I don't feel right. he muttered and lay back down, holding his head. I want to go home. he said near to tears.

Slowly, Becca placed her hands over his eyes. She frowned a lot more, eyes never once leaving his face as she kept her hands there. Just close your eyes and relax She commanded, not once removing her hand. ...just relax She repeated, voice calmer and softer now as she watched him concerned now.

I can't relax, I feel as though I want to go run around this ground! he screeched. I don't know why either...but I do have funny vision...and I can hear birds. he said, slightly freaked. And I don't like birds!! he panicked.

Soon Becca's voice was calmer as she lowerd her lips to his ear. Just calm down and let me help She whispered gently, keeping her hand over his eyes as she closed her own trying to pin point into his mind. She couldn't think of an illusion suitable, but she didn't like seeing him scared either. She soon found a simple forrest, one similar to the one they stood in. It was silent. She smiled at this.