Mr.Bear
Leo slurped up his pasta carefully whipping the little bits that flew up, and onto his cheeks as he chomped away.
The sun beat down on the long blades of grass and his own peachy-pink skin. Baking his skin like the warm pasta Leo looked at his arms and was thankful that when he decided to put on his yellow tank top this morning that he had remembered to lather on the sunscreen.
It wasn't even fully summer yet, but it was like thirty degrees out. The sky was a deep azure blue littered with giant fluffy clouds that looked like you could pluck them out of the sky and eat their big clumps of candy floss.
He watched the large park in front of him, this was his favorite thing to do when the weather was nice. Just sit out on the lawn in front of the four principal campus houses where all the buses passed by and tons of people came to use the big flat lawn.