It was later in the day now, school having ended about two hours ago, though Danielle having decided to stay after and finish her homework. She was a good girl, as everyone knew, one who tended to be the quiet type, focusing on her schoolwork. She was a chubby girl, standing at about 5'6, long blonde hair hanging by her shoulders, deep hazel eyes as well. With her black messenger bag slung over her shoulder, she was now walking home, wearing her usual attire of basic blue jeans and a black t-shirt that hugged her body somewhat. High school was such a pain, the sixteen-year-old thought to herself as she walked the streets, noting the light beginning to fade from the day. Hopefully she'd be able to get home and simply relax.