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Les Mots · 09-25-2008, 01:10 AM

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Originally Posted by Levicorpus

"No, the pleasure is all mine." Casper said in a smooth voice. He gently took her hand, but instead of shaking it, he raised it to his lips. He liked this girl. He barely knows her, only knowing her name. But still. She has that dramatic essence about her. It was unique, not like some of the personalityless girls he has met so far. But then again, he might be interpurrating her first impression incorrectly. He tended to do that often. "Lola." He repeated, quietly. That name suited her, or well, her red lips.

"I'm a fifth year." Casper answered before he took another bite of the food in front of him. It was amazing food, he just couldn't get over it. "Oh, don't worry. I am new. I was homeschooled, before." There must be something about his personality or appearance that just screamed 'I'm new!' There was no way that his new peers knew everyone in the school, so to be able to point out the new kid was quite a talent. Lola wasn't the first person to point out his 'newness.'

A kiss. Lola's little heart just right near exploded. But yes, the pleasure was all his, after all. He was in the company of a lady. Normally, that would have been too forward, but his shyness was...rather endearing. Lola's eyes gently narrowed and she let the kiss pass with a small nod, a smirk threatening to ruin to the moment. How proud L'Wren would be! Turning fourteen really did work wonders. A whole year. Just the carousel of time and I'm getting my hands kissed. Oscar night, here I come! "You're such a gentleman," she complimented with a small chime-like laugh, surprising herself with how blase she could be. Tucking a stray curl behind her ear, she turned away, pondering the iridescent North Star that flickered boldly in a blanket of millions. Just like her. Stars were immersing. She stifled when he repeated her name. Oh, more. "I always wanted something more creative," she lamented, twisting her water goblet between her hands, eyes never leaving the ceiling. "Something...fierce, you know? Bold." She cocked her head and glanced at him, reading for understanding. Her speech wasn't that incomprehensible. She dreamed big.

"Mmm, I didn't think first years would be this tall," she joked, upon learning of his seniority. "I'm a fourth year." She poised a strawberry over her lips, nearly taking a bite when she stared at him. Slightly wide-eyed. Her mind protested in distaste, but also wildly inquiring. "Homeschooled? Wow. I'd never be able to cope with Divine twenty-four seven. Divine's my mom," she added as an afterthought, creating a nibble-mark in the strawberry, jaw barely moving as chewed. People always asked who Divine was. Like calling your mother by her first name was such an uncommon practice. "I remember being new." Of course, she was never this overwhelmed. He, however was, and Lola's heart went out to him. His face hinted it. He was embarrased by the recognition. The diamonds in the coal tended to. Some enjoyed the spotlight, some overwhelmed. "I came here in second year. I love it here because it's such a step from zat French school." Lola pouted prettily. No boys. Belle's was like a flashback. Horror movie style.

09-25-2008, 01:10 AM	#142 (permalink)
Les Mots Dumbledore's Gargoyle Mooncalf Join Date: Aug 2006 Location: Small-Town, USA Posts: 6,682	Foreign Intrigue Quote: Originally Posted by Levicorpus "No, the pleasure is all mine." Casper said in a smooth voice. He gently took her hand, but instead of shaking it, he raised it to his lips. He liked this girl. He barely knows her, only knowing her name. But still. She has that dramatic essence about her. It was unique, not like some of the personalityless girls he has met so far. But then again, he might be interpurrating her first impression incorrectly. He tended to do that often. "Lola." He repeated, quietly. That name suited her, or well, her red lips. "I'm a fifth year." Casper answered before he took another bite of the food in front of him. It was amazing food, he just couldn't get over it. "Oh, don't worry. I am new. I was homeschooled, before." There must be something about his personality or appearance that just screamed 'I'm new!' There was no way that his new peers knew everyone in the school, so to be able to point out the new kid was quite a talent. Lola wasn't the first person to point out his 'newness.' A kiss. Lola's little heart just right near exploded. But yes, the pleasure was all his, after all. He was in the company of a lady. Normally, that would have been too forward, but his shyness was...rather endearing. Lola's eyes gently narrowed and she let the kiss pass with a small nod, a smirk threatening to ruin to the moment. How proud L'Wren would be! Turning fourteen really did work wonders. A whole year. Just the carousel of time and I'm getting my hands kissed. Oscar night, here I come! "You're such a gentleman," she complimented with a small chime-like laugh, surprising herself with how blase she could be. Tucking a stray curl behind her ear, she turned away, pondering the iridescent North Star that flickered boldly in a blanket of millions. Just like her. Stars were immersing. She stifled when he repeated her name. Oh, more. "I always wanted something more creative," she lamented, twisting her water goblet between her hands, eyes never leaving the ceiling. "Something...fierce, you know? Bold." She cocked her head and glanced at him, reading for understanding. Her speech wasn't that incomprehensible. She dreamed big. "Mmm, I didn't think first years would be this tall," she joked, upon learning of his seniority. "I'm a fourth year." She poised a strawberry over her lips, nearly taking a bite when she stared at him. Slightly wide-eyed. Her mind protested in distaste, but also wildly inquiring. "Homeschooled? Wow. I'd never be able to cope with Divine twenty-four seven. Divine's my mom," she added as an afterthought, creating a nibble-mark in the strawberry, jaw barely moving as chewed. People always asked who Divine was. Like calling your mother by her first name was such an uncommon practice. "I remember being new." Of course, she was never this overwhelmed. He, however was, and Lola's heart went out to him. His face hinted it. He was embarrased by the recognition. The diamonds in the coal tended to. Some enjoyed the spotlight, some overwhelmed. "I came here in second year. I love it here because it's such a step from zat French school." Lola pouted prettily. No boys. Belle's was like a flashback. Horror movie style. __________________ what's the worst thing that could happen? you've got to take the chance. everyone will tell you not to/but no one understands. D o n' t D i e W o n d e r i n g silly little charmer/with that sparkle in your eye seize your hope and kiss them all goodbye.