09-09-2011, 02:08 AM
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| Mooncalf
Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee
Posts: 7,950
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Brooks Robertser
Gryffindor Fourth Year |  Ern's Walmart Greeter
Still not use to the castle's set up, Brooklyn followed a bunch of other students who she happened to overhear. Apparently they were on their way to herbology as well. So, she stalked followed them without permission to the Greenhouse because if she hadn't, she never find it. Or.. she'd show up an hour later, which was not acceptable. Well, she thought it was but the professor might think otherwise.
Upon arriving, Brookie stood in the doorway, peering into the class room before setting a heel in there. If there was no professor, she thought it best to stay outside and wait. But luckily for her, the professor was indeed there, sitting inside the classroom. So, this time without hesitation, she proceeded through the doorway.
"Hello Professor," she smiled over at the woman before continuing toward the seats in the middle of the room. Her favorite spot in any classroom.
__________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________
_____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine
__________________________________but the grass ain't always greener on the_o t h e r_ s i d e |
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