Post by nevaeh mauve potter on Jun 2, 2011 15:48:51 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r71/maggiesrpstuff/BACKGROUNDS/fk5qwnjpg.png); width: 457px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30; -moz-border-radius: 35 35 35 35; -webkit-border-radius: 35 35 35 35;] hi ยป FIRE IT UP. being a far from traditional girl, nevaeh had decided to ask a boy to the dance herself, rather than vice verse, but also being a party girl who could never make up her mind, she'd asked several boys to the dance, one she genuinely wanted to dance with and the other three, nerds that had been rejected several times, and she thought they were rather cute so she'd asked them to tag along. but of course, it didn't end there, there were always plenty of other fishes in the sea to hang with, nevaeh wasn't the flirty type, she rarely even felt like that towards boys, because she was a ravenclaw and mainly focused on her 'education'. she didn't have time for boyfriends. as soon as a pop song began playing, one of her favourites in fact, nevaeh was straight out on the dancefloor, dragging all four boys by her side and began dancing in a fivesome group, despite people looking, to her it was like being with friends, even if they were complete strangers, she could tell they were bored though so as the song came to a close she let them go off and do their own thing, maybe find their own dates. sighing from exhaustion she bent over and looked down at her shoes for a few minutes though when she looked up again, she was face to face with someone, in fact, so close, it was almost personal. she backed away a little and giggled. "sorry.. whoa, i just wasn't expecting you to be right up in my face there" she smiled, adjusting her necklace. "so what brings you over here with little old me?" she asked, leaning one hand on her hip. just as she'd spoken, a weird sisters song started playing, can you dance like a hippogriff in fact, she wanted to dance, in fact, it felt like she might just burst into it, but she didn't, she held back. 300+ words, outfit, short, but whatever, it's open! |
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