 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Norah's eyelids flew open as she fell onto her knees. She shook the hair out of her face and brushed herself off before looking around and grinning. That. Was. AWESOME. Mostly, anyways. The falling bit hadn't been too awesome but as least she wasn't that far off the ground. She never thought she'd be thankful for shortness but you learn something new every day, right? Or at least that's what her gran always said, and grandmothers probably told the truth by law or something.
She adjusted her bag on her shoulders and stood next to Mari because that was always the bestest standing place. When were they going to see the lo--OOOH! Tour guide, COOL. Grinning, she turned to face him and giggled to herself when he introduced himself. A Scottish man named SCOTT. She was going to move back to France and name her child Francine and it was going to be AWESOME. Resuming her swaying from side to side, Norah nodded enthusiastically at the tour dude's question. Excited? OH YEAH.
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