10-18-2015, 06:49 AM
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Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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| Post 4 Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict The chair that was her goal had thankfully not moved. Nor had it been rudely stolen from her by anyone else, but Brooklyn still had a glare set aside for anyone who tried. No, this was going to be her chair, as soon as she got up the courage to jump to it. Now that she was on the cushions instead of the previous chair, she was going to have to take a different angle when it came to her jump. She didn’t like being back at basically her normal height, either. The part that she was keeping absolutely to herself was that she actually had no problems using another student as a launch pad if she had to. All they had to do was stop in front of her, because there was no way she wasn’t getting to the back of the room. She was already over halfway there, or at least she thought she was. She couldn’t quite tell.
Since nobody had innocently chosen to help her out, she had to make the jump all on her own. Rocking back and forth slightly on the balls of her feet, she worked up a bit of momentum. A bit of bouncing happened as well, before she made a giant leap toward the seat of the chair. She’d figured that as long as she got most of her upper body onto it, she could pull her legs up easily before they hit the floor. As it was, she ended up sliding on her stomach slightly, crashing into the seat back. Once again, not as pretty as she’d wanted it to be, but it still counted. She’d avoided the floor, and once she got to her feet and stood on the chair, she could see exactly how close she was to the back of the classroom. It was a lot closer than she’d thought.
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