Divine_lil_Brat
Star
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2009
The massive fossil that she would now call home for the next year, loomed over her. Her head fell back as her bright orbs tried to take all of it in, but in the end failed. The Gothic style of the decrepit school was impressive and was all to familiar yet so new with another summer under her belt. The aging stone were cover in various moss and climbing vine that seem to try to devourer the cool stones that made up the towers and walls. Though the building itself was impressive and almost terrifying, her favorite part of the school were the large stone Gargoyles that sat on the top of the roof, watching all those who entered the medieval gates. Though by far the most interesting feature of the school was the old clock tower that stood behind the principal's office.
She sighed with a whimsical smile as those bright orbs arched in a delighted roll. Even though she hated leaving home to travel so far to go to school, she enjoyed every moment of it. Seeing her friends everyday, classes were always different and then there were always new people to meet, and old ones to fight with. As she stood at the steps, her smile soften as she gather up her trunk, thankful it had wheels and began to make her way into the school.
The halls were long and maze like, often leading to one of the large libraries or study halls. The wheels cooed against the marble floor as her heels clicked effortlessly with each step. She brushed some cobalt strands off her shoulder as she glanced around, searching for her Room for the year.
She sighed with a whimsical smile as those bright orbs arched in a delighted roll. Even though she hated leaving home to travel so far to go to school, she enjoyed every moment of it. Seeing her friends everyday, classes were always different and then there were always new people to meet, and old ones to fight with. As she stood at the steps, her smile soften as she gather up her trunk, thankful it had wheels and began to make her way into the school.
The halls were long and maze like, often leading to one of the large libraries or study halls. The wheels cooed against the marble floor as her heels clicked effortlessly with each step. She brushed some cobalt strands off her shoulder as she glanced around, searching for her Room for the year.