Post by JOLIE DESIREE LE'ROUX on Nov 5, 2012 0:19:34 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #af9390 solid; border-bottom: 10px #af9390 solid;] repair your broken wings ( WORDS ) 678 ( TAGGED ) CAROLINE ( STATUS ) BEEP BEEP BEEP A groan came from the large lump on the queen sized bed. It resounded throughout the single dorm room, yet it was drowned out by the annoying beeping of an alarm clock. The lump shot an arm out from beneath the comforter and grabbed onto the clock, flinging it into the wall with a grunt. "I'm up, you goddamn thing." The feminine voice came from the lump and soon, the comforter was flung off and there was the source of all the commotion, Jolie le'Roux. Her hair was disheveled and her left over make-up was smudged. Running a hand through her messy brown hair, the girl slowly rose from her comfy bed and slowly moved to the bathroom. A shower was definitely needed, especially since her hair wasn't tame at the moment. She turned the shower on and the sound of running water was sweet music to her ears. A quick strip was all it took for her to hop into her shower, sighing in relief as the water hit her. "God, that's heavenly!" She whispered before reaching closing the shower curtain. Fifteen minutes later and she was out, heading straight for the kitchenette in fact. She was creating quite a ruckus as she rummaged about, mumbling various things about how early it was and how she needed her coffee to survive. A few pots and pans thrown here and there and voila, the coffee pot was on and already brewing. The blue-eyed junior shuffled toward her dresser and sorted through, locating her maroon leotard, black leggings, white crop top, and maroon leg warmers. Lying them out on her bed, she moved back to the bathroom and began to blowdry her hair, running a large toothed comb through it as she went. The coffee pot beeped right as Jolie finished her hair, the now dry brunette locks sweeping against her back. A few twists of her wrist and some bobby pins and a ballerina bun was now neatly atop her head. She smiled at her reflection and winked, giggling to herself before getting the coffee. She transported it into a coffee mug and took a long sip, relishing in the fact that the warm drink felt wonderful going down her throat. A few more sips and it was time to do her make-up and get dressed. She placed the mug in the small sink and moved back to the bathroom, getting her mascara and eyeliner out. She wasn't going to go all out with the make-up today, for she would just end up sweating off any foundation she put on. Some swipes of mascara and a line of eyeliner for each eye and she was already putting her outfit on, slipping the leg warmers on before grabbing a pair of flats and her dance bag. She'd make record time today! Shutting the lights off and grabbing her keys, she locked her dorm room and moved down the hall and out the doors, cool autumn air hitting her face. The walk to the dance room was slightly longer than normal, the brunette having had to go around a few groups of people who were engulfed in conversation. No matter, it was refreshing to stretch her legs and say hi to everyone she passed. She would have to stretch more, however, once she got to class. Jolie arrived ten minutes early to class and there were only a few dancers in there already stretching. The class was mixed with mostly juniors and seniors, the occasional sophomore or freshman if they happened to qualify. She offered some greetings to the other girls as she set her stuff down and began to put her dance shoes on. The teacher should be arriving soon and then, class would begin. The brunette was feeling slightly nervous about this teacher, having heard mixed reviews about the girl. Some said she was nuts, while others said she was extremely helpful. 'This ought to be an interesting class,' she thought, beginning to stretch herself out as she waited with anticipation for the teacher. I figured Caroline would have some kind of dance room so... c: enjoy~ |
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