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FearlessLeader19 
“Yas, girl! You work that French braid!’’
In Aria’s opinion, the style suited Remy VERY much and it sort of made her rather envious of the girl. “I never could get my hair into the perfect French braid myself,’’ she commented sadly as she came closer to where the younger girl stood. Then her expression brightened. “But my dads do a wonderful job for it when I’m at home.”
Oh…
Was she babbling waaay too much? Aria didn’t mean to. Who knew that the perfect braid would make her that way?! “I think Dutch braids would look absolutely divine on you,’’ she continued as a tap was nudged on with the outer part of her hand so that the multitude of paint on her palms could be washed off. Yes, Aria had been hanging out in the Art Room working with watercolours.
The blonde jumped a mile when someone behind her approached. She almost felt embarrassed by her hair since her skills were by no means ready for the cat walk. That’s why she practised in a quiet bathroom and almost never paraded around the castle like this. She turned sharply then smiled at Aria. “
Oh, mine are far from perfect. I need much more practise, I think…” although if Aria thought her French braids were perfect then she’d take it.
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Dutch braids? Oh, I’ve never done that to my hair before! Do you know how to do them?” Because Remy would offer her hair if so. “
I’m not sure my robes are complimentary to such a hairstyle, though.” She paused to ponder ways to make the uniform POP.