Post by Reina Cho Corner on Jul 17, 2007 17:16:31 GMT -5
Oh her room, now starting to look like home. Although it would never be her real home, it substituted well to the highest likings of anything close. Only after classes did she really spend her time in her room, that is besides weekends. She'd lock her self in her room for hours and hours on end. Sometimes staring out side at the weather and nature taking hold, or just straightening up what she had. Whatever it was it kept her occupied for what seemed to be for ever.
Walking in to her room, Reina looked around seeing as she hadn't unpacked everything. There was one suit case left that was labeled "Valuable Properties". Sighing just lightly as she made her way to her bed, sitting closer to the middle. Grabbing the suitcase and placing it in front of her she opened it and began to dig through it. The first thing that caught her eye was her sketch book, one thing she just couldn't live with out. She took that thing everywhere, to every class, to every walk around the castle. Everywhere. She was always seen with her sketch book in hand, never once was she with out it.
A lighter smile showed as she layed it beside her and drug through the suitcase some more. A maroon fancy book layed at the bottom of the suitcase, with a picture in the middle of her mother. Her mother who she loved dearly, who was said to be one of the most friendliest person you'll ever meet. Thats what her cousin said about Rei as well. But it was true, her mother was the nicest, the friendliest Ravenclaw you could have met. Reina's baby blue eyes sparkled as she picked up the scrap book to get a better look.
The picture on the front, that was of her mother, moved like all pictures did in the Wizardy world. The picture of Cho moved back a little as she'd smile and laugh lightly showing her happiness. With that Reina shook her head, I should get this all put away. She thought as she layed the scrap book on top of her sketch book. Rei stood up, shut the suitcase, and put it under her bed. There she would be able to find it and not loose it somewhere else.
The room had no one speck of pink, or light purple. She hated those colors and would never wear them. Reina wasn't exactly like other girls, more in to the reds than in to brighter colors. Bright colors, after a while, started to hurt Reina's eyes another reason she hated the color pink. With another sigh she sat back down on the bed and picked up the scrap book. Staring at it for the longest time, in thoughts, in memory.
Walking in to her room, Reina looked around seeing as she hadn't unpacked everything. There was one suit case left that was labeled "Valuable Properties". Sighing just lightly as she made her way to her bed, sitting closer to the middle. Grabbing the suitcase and placing it in front of her she opened it and began to dig through it. The first thing that caught her eye was her sketch book, one thing she just couldn't live with out. She took that thing everywhere, to every class, to every walk around the castle. Everywhere. She was always seen with her sketch book in hand, never once was she with out it.
A lighter smile showed as she layed it beside her and drug through the suitcase some more. A maroon fancy book layed at the bottom of the suitcase, with a picture in the middle of her mother. Her mother who she loved dearly, who was said to be one of the most friendliest person you'll ever meet. Thats what her cousin said about Rei as well. But it was true, her mother was the nicest, the friendliest Ravenclaw you could have met. Reina's baby blue eyes sparkled as she picked up the scrap book to get a better look.
The picture on the front, that was of her mother, moved like all pictures did in the Wizardy world. The picture of Cho moved back a little as she'd smile and laugh lightly showing her happiness. With that Reina shook her head, I should get this all put away. She thought as she layed the scrap book on top of her sketch book. Rei stood up, shut the suitcase, and put it under her bed. There she would be able to find it and not loose it somewhere else.
The room had no one speck of pink, or light purple. She hated those colors and would never wear them. Reina wasn't exactly like other girls, more in to the reds than in to brighter colors. Bright colors, after a while, started to hurt Reina's eyes another reason she hated the color pink. With another sigh she sat back down on the bed and picked up the scrap book. Staring at it for the longest time, in thoughts, in memory.
