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Date Posted: 00:35:27 12/06/04 Mon
Author: .:lauren couer
Subject: .:why ~~don't~~ you kiss her?
In reply to: Angelene Butler 's message, "edge of seventeen" on 23:33:52 12/05/04 Sun

.:why don't you kiss her?
.:why don't you tell her?
.:why don't you let her see
.:the feelings that you hide?
.:she'll never know
.:if you'll never show
.:the way you feel inside

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Deep, crystal clear pools of hazel peeped through the tiny crack of the classroom door, hesitant to venture into it. A soft sigh was exhaled from glossy, baby pink kissers before the rustic, copper handle was pulled open. Standing in the doorway, was none other than Miss Lauren Couer, the sixteen year old sweetheart, a witch, a Gryffindor student, and a part veela. Books gently pressed to her side, high heeled shoes softly step over to a seat at the back of the room, next to a somewhat familiar looking young man with glasses, with a name that she couldn't put her finger on. Brushing a few strands of dirty sandy blonde hair away from her view, a small smile came upon her features, eyes scanning over the boy before deciding to speak.

Zis class is 'Istory of Magic, no?

.:High pitched, silky voice murmurs over to the boy, before offering a hand soft to shake. Wait... wasn't this Monsieur Harry Potter? The shaggy head of dark brown made it impossible to notice the scar, but then again, maybe it wasn't him. No one could be sure. Even if this boy was the real Potter, she wouldn't go jumping up and down like a crazed fan. That just would be a bother to him and herself.

I am Lauren Couer, and I just transferred from Beauxbatons Academy.

.:It was rather odd, for the femme wasn't as cold as the others from Beauxbatons, infact, she was the exact opposite. Always sending a friendly smile to fellow students, even unknown strangers, or saying a kind word to someone in the halls. Anything to gain a smile in return.

I am tr�s sorry for being forward, but I don't have the pleasure of knowing you. And, who may you be?

(ooc: lol, i know. i have more than one character in class... hehehe, guilty!)

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Replies:

Your Hiding� -- Smoke, 09:27:48 12/06/04 Mon
- Zwarte Duif -- Mystique Verdi, 12:17:32 12/06/04 Mon
  - nobody's listening -- castylo, 21:14:32 12/06/04 Mon
    - MESSAGES STOPPED TILL FRIDAY -- Rayne, 22:37:02 12/06/04 Mon
    - Break Away -- Toruis, 05:54:13 12/11/04 Sat
      - �the boy who lived� -- �Harry Potter�, 17:05:10 12/11/04 Sat
        Giving In -- Hermione, 03:27:36 12/12/04 Sun
        .:why don't you kiss her? -- lauren couer, 17:12:52 12/12/04 Sun