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mellamaet · 11-03-2011, 03:22 PM

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Originally Posted by PandaGirl

'Tell me again why i said to meet at the dance floor?' asked Heather in her head as she tried to make her way amongst the dancing crowd in search of her blonde-haired friend dressed as...what was Cass dressed up again?

Whatever her costume is, it should be far better and far simpler than hers right now. Heather sighed as she paused for a little to look at her costume. It was short, thankfully, and not a gown, but goodness, her mother doesn't know the word 'simple' when she asked for a 'simple' costume to be sent to her. This...is...elaborate...and just plain...silly. Nevertheless, it was eye-catching with all its purply-ness.

'this is hopeless. Where is Cass?' her thoughts ran again. She's already at the middle of the dance floor, trying to avoid being stepped on like Jonathan did the last time they met. But this is Cass...in the middle of dancing people...whom in her peripheral vision, were far taller than her still.

Why is she that so small anyway for a growing 14 year old?

What was that? A fluttering blonde...wait...could that be? "Cass?"

The blonde ran her palm down the side of her jeans, trying to familiarize herself with the foreign piece of clothing. She had seldom wore jeans and now was one of those few times. They weren't exactly comfortable...but they were pretty.

Cass then glanced up when she heard someone call out and grinned when she saw Heather in all her Lolita thing glory. Of course, leave it to Heather to add more ruffles to a dress that was already known for its extremely ruffly designs.

"What country are you supposed to be?" She asked the small Gryfffindor as she laughed heartily.

11-03-2011, 03:22 PM	#63 (permalink)
mellamaet DoM Jobberknoll Join Date: Jul 2010 Location: Dreamland (GMT+8) Posts: 4,039 Hogwarts RPG Name: Serena Anastasia Anders Fifth Year x2	\|\| Laura's walking popcorn \|\| Lermaniac \|\| Tazzie's Sugar \|\| Mrs. Henderson Quote: Originally Posted by PandaGirl 'Tell me again why i said to meet at the dance floor?' asked Heather in her head as she tried to make her way amongst the dancing crowd in search of her blonde-haired friend dressed as...what was Cass dressed up again? Whatever her costume is, it should be far better and far simpler than hers right now. Heather sighed as she paused for a little to look at her costume. It was short, thankfully, and not a gown, but goodness, her mother doesn't know the word 'simple' when she asked for a 'simple' costume to be sent to her. This...is...elaborate...and just plain...silly. Nevertheless, it was eye-catching with all its purply-ness. 'this is hopeless. Where is Cass?' her thoughts ran again. She's already at the middle of the dance floor, trying to avoid being stepped on like Jonathan did the last time they met. But this is Cass...in the middle of dancing people...whom in her peripheral vision, were far taller than her still. Why is she that so small anyway for a growing 14 year old? What was that? A fluttering blonde...wait...could that be? "Cass?" The blonde ran her palm down the side of her jeans, trying to familiarize herself with the foreign piece of clothing. She had seldom wore jeans and now was one of those few times. They weren't exactly comfortable...but they were pretty. Cass then glanced up when she heard someone call out and grinned when she saw Heather in all her Lolita thing glory. Of course, leave it to Heather to add more ruffles to a dress that was already known for its extremely ruffly designs. "What country are you supposed to be?" She asked the small Gryfffindor as she laughed heartily. __________________