05-21-2010, 04:42 PM
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| Puffskein
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QUOTE=grangerfan8;9374042]Arya skipped into the classroom wand in hand and sporting a pair of pink sun shades. She loathe the things because they were to big for her face, and because they were pink. She was not a fan of the color.
Glancing at the board, she shoved the shades back up her nose before smiling at the professor. "Hello professor, how are you?"
Swinging her backpack off her shoulders, she droped it on the floor beside a seat in the front and sat down as well. Pulling out a piece of parchement and quill with one hand while using the other hand to hold up her shades in place, she wrote down the needed information.
Folding the parchement, she placed it on the front of her desk so the professor was able to read it and gave the pink shades another push back up her nose before leaning back and waiting for class to start.[/QUOTE] Ivory was in a good mood.
How did one know you might ask..well you'd notice that she was smiling rather jubilantly, the feet that were carrying her to class were almost skipping, and well the girl was humming...something that it must be told...she hadn't done in quite a while.
It might've been because her dreams last night had been just that. Simple dreams and not nightmares. It might've been because she'd gotten a letter from her parents that morning and that never failed to make her feel better about the world...and it might've been because she'd woken up with this song in her head and she couldn't quite seem to get rid of it.
Not that she'd want to...heavens no. It served it purpose, even though she couldn't for the love of Merlin remember what the name of the song was....even though it was an extremely catchy one.
Nevertheless, it was with this catchy tune on her lips that Ivory walked into the Tranfiguration classroom and plopped herself down excitedly in a seat right next to her best friend.
But not before giving the new Professor a friendly wave and bright smile of course.
A smile that conveyed it all. Her respect and love for the subject he taught and her unconditional acceptance of a new teacher.
Bringing out a parchment and quill from her mokeskin beaded storage belt, she carefully printed out the necessary information before taking out a certain item from her pocket. Quote:
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