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Thursday, March 12, 2009
CRASH!"Well I dare say!" Xenia
declaimed, hoping her very loud, exuberant voice could sufficiently drown out the also-very-loud crash of the library cart, heavily laden down with books. But of course, it didn't help the sore bruise that was developing on her arm. Darned, she'd be lucky if the shelves didn't find her
culpable much less the librarians and readers.
And speaking of which, one of them was staring her, as though loud exclamations, crashes and clumsiness was something even divine will couldn't
abrogate. Well, guess what, who cares! Bookworms like her, thick glasses and severe bob-cuts included, were always reading about
controversial trash anyway, they could do with someone who found great fun with breaking the rules. And thus, Xenia flipped her bleached curls and marched over with a smile that could probably sunburn.
Miss
Paragon has just descended.
posted at 4:54 AM
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she is the one and only Julian ;D
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