Mila walked into the skating rink grabbing a pair of skates from the counter. She was wearing not much, but a pair of ripped up baggy jeans that looked like they belonged from someone "in the hood" and a black Iron Maiden tee shirt that was cut and ripped untill it was tight and ultra sexy.

Knocking the converse off of her feet, she looked at the surrondings. The rink had closed hours ago, like it usually did, being open from 10 am to 9 pm, and she was here at quarter to midnight. The game machines and snack bar had been closed down and locked up, but the switch next to her was the one she cared about. Flipping it on, the lights came on to the rink, and she pulled on her ice skates, ready to fly.

Going out onto the rink, it took her a time around or too, to get her skating legs, but she finally warmed up to the icy rink. Her hair which was pulled back into a loose ponytail, was beginning to get looser and as she jumped for her double, it came loose, exposing a great amount of hot pink hair flowing gently in the air. Landing, she took a sigh of relief and jumped again.

Mila hadn't noticed the sound of the door opening or footsteps, and she hadn't noticed the girl walking into the rink. She had tuned out all noise as she usually does. She didn't even notice when the girl spoke to her. The first she noticed was finishing her jump, and turning around to see a girl that had just caught up with her. "Ahh!" She screamed, and tripped, falling and hitting the side of the rink wall, with her back.

Sitting up and flipping her bangs out of the way, she looked back at the girl. "Erm... hey." She half-smiled. "Erm.. yea, I-I'm Mila." She didn't really say whether or not she cared, because she didn't care. She didn't really know anyone, and not that she didn't hate company, but she didn't want to scare away a potential friend. She stood up slowly and tried to balance.