(EDITED, PLEASE REREAD IF YOU HAVE READ IT ALREADY)<br/><br/>Sweetie fluttered open her eyes, stifling a yawn. She hadn't slept so well in a while, and she realized why. She awoke, cuddling up to Colin. She stood up slowly, trying her best not to wake him, and then stretched. She silently and carefully made her way outside and glanced up at the bright sun. She quickly turned away again, rubbing her eyes. She looked down at her arms, and gasped. In her hurry, she hadn't brought along her makeup to cover up her Mark. She sighed softly, hoping she wouldn't stand out. On her forehead was a filled in crescent moon, with wisps of air blowing away from it and framing her face down to her cheek bone. From there, fire flames framed her face along her jawline. Starting at her shoulders and ending at her elbows, were beautiful waves and streams of water crashing their way down. Then, on her forearms, from the inside of her elbow to her wrists, were thorny vines that wrapped around her arms and entangled themselves. Here and there a flower sprouted from one of the leaves and such. To complete her mark, at her wrists a single vine sprouted and curled along to her palms. There, a white rose bloomed on each of her palms. She sighed, hoping she had been smart enough to bring her coverup.