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Shaking off that wow-everything-looks-amazing, feeling, Soraya turned and smiled at Farah. "Hiiii," she greeted loudly, grinning and hugging her. Over the past year, it seemed that Soraya had added more girls to her ever-growing group of friends and she was 1056% here for it. She was about to go inspect more things up close when she heard Zoryn--loud friends gotta stick together--and she waved, grinning some more, super excited that people were piling in.
With each new person, she waved and greeted them more or less in a friendly manner (she took note of the shy wave that Zayden sent and she flashed him a cheerful smile,) though her super excited grin game back when Juniper came. Soraya beamed; look at all this #melaninmagic here. She was just over the moon, really. "Everything looks amazing!!!!!!," she gushed, hugging Zita quickly, and turning her attention to Théo and Zayden. She wasn't blind, she knew cute boys when she saw them, but also, she was wayyyy more interested in her friends at the moment.
Excited for pool time, Soraya shed her shorts and top, to reveal her bathing suit underneath which was a good thing because one of her ultimate, favorite people had just arrived. Jordan Flint was a character alright, but Soraya liked that about him. A lot. After watching him cannonball into the water, Soraya hurriedly followed suit, jumping in enthusiastically. Her hair, of course, had gotten wet but she didn't care. "J0rd4n!!!!!" she swam towards him, "you actually came, I'm 1mpr3ss3d." And she was, really. |