She would rest under these tall branches, eyes closed lightly letting the emptiness sink in. She would notice the scent of a man, much older than herself and in response she would gently open one eye into his direction. Taking note of where he was standing, she wouldn't act like she knew that he was there. Closing her slightly opened eye she would then lay down on her side and out stretch her body to show her stomach towards him.
She wasn't mature enough to know that she was really trying to act seductively towards him, but it was natural instinct to her. She would grow up a little more different than most girls. But she would believe that she was better than the rest of them.
Was he going to just stand there? Or was he actually going to come up and speak to her?