"So this is love. MMMMM! So this is-What in the Pygmy Puff Land am I singing this song for?"Jenn paused at the door of the dorm, a confused look on her face. That was a very good question. One; she wasn't even thinking about "love" and two; she hadn't even seen the boy that would of probably triggered that song since the opening feast. Of coarse, she had been thinking a lot about him lately...but still! Shrugging, she pushed the door open, walking over slowly to her bed, her mind still wondering why she had even started singing that song in the first place.

Her thoughts though were ended very quickly as she looked at her bed. It looked so....boring! "Ugh! That's got to go." Yup. That was for sure. That boring, blue and bronze combined with no pictures or happy cheerful things, had to go. So, pulling out her wand, she waved it and opened her trunk, making things levitate up out of it.

First was a picture of the Eiffel Tower, one of her favorite places at Paris, not counting the food, and also indicating her birth place. Next was a painting of her and her sister like friend Rian that Rian's father had painted, and next to that was a painting that he had also painted of Jenn and her brother Devon when they were younger. Next, she started arranging her bedside table with moving pictures of her and her brother's together, and for once, they weren't all covered in mud, or flour, or some other type of messy thing. Next to that she placed a picture of her baby sister Mayva, the little brown/red headed two year old smiled happily up at Jenn, and Jenn couldn't help but smile back at the picture. Closest to her bed she placed a small picture of....Keltan Micheals. Yes, she had taken a picture of him while he was at her house. It was a cute picture of him and her. They were both smiling happily up at the camera, and you could tell the were laughing as, probably her brother, took the picture. The moved around in it too, Jenn ruffled Kels already messy hair, and he ruffled her's as well, for they were both in there pjamas, and her hair looked like a haystack. What she liked most about the picture was....Kel was smiling the happy, slightly crooked smile that she liked so much. Sighing, she placed it softly on the table, lingering to look at it a bit longer before turning to the window.

"Accio Sunflowers." Waiting a bit, she smiled as her favorite flower came whizzing through the window, into her out stretched hands. Then setting them in a little vase, she placed them behind her pictures, and stepped back to admire her work. Much better. Of coarse, one thing was missing. Her special diary. Inside it were many secret things...from music that she had been planning on writing, to stories and clothing/interior designs that she had been drawing. Yup...inside that special diary, was her talents, and other things, like who she liked, or what she thought of people, that she kept beyond secret. Placing it under her pillow she nodded, and layed down on her bed, smiling up at the ceiling.