Oooh, free shoes! Lucy went up to the front and looked for a pair she liked. She finally chose sparkly pink high heel shoes--they would go great with a dress! She decided to save them for a special occasion. Professor Dumont was so kind! Lucy wrote doen the homework, and decided to start on the poem right away.

After jotting down the homework, Mina made her way up to the shoes. Oh the choices, she was in heaven. Well, maybe not heaven, but shoes did make her happy. Picking up a pair of ballet flats and a pair of strappy heals, she looked at them both intensely. She did like them both, but where would she wear them? Setting the heels down, she smiled at her choice, cute little blue ballet flats. She did have way too many heels for an eleven year old and the flats would come in handy and were more useful anyway. Tucking them into her bag, she smiled to Dumont. "Loved the lesson, Professor. And thanks for the gift. You are the bestest." she said as she made her way out of the door.

Looking at the pile of shoebox from his seat, he saw them.

THEM.

Suddenly overcome with the sort of giddy excitement that once can only feel when fulfilling a lifelong dream (hey, when you're eleven, such things are important) of possessing the most fabulous, most awesome, most super-duper pair of shoes ever.

BLINKY LIGHTS.

Scrambling to the front, Tibi grabbed the sneakers and hugged them to his chest. If they were too big, well, he'd wear extra socks. If they were too small... he'd squeeze. They were HIS.

"Thanks professor!" Tibi grinned, heading back to his seat and shoving the sneakers in his bag, setting off the red lights.

Blink. Blink.

Squeeee.

Okay, so now Destiny had to pick out a pair of shoes. Everyone else was doing it! So putting down the sock book, Destiny started to look through the shoe book. There were so many! 'Maybe we can have two pairs?' Doubt it.
She flipped on and on until she saw them. A pair of shoe with wheels! Oh my merlin! It would be so much easier to roam the castles.
'But they would be dangerous..' Yeah, she didn't like them anymore.
So she settled with these. Geeeez!

Tammy giggled another once and flicked through the book, she needed some new flats. But she could get those after she graduated, then she wouldnt have to feel small daily, compared to like second years. So, heels it was. Finding the index, she smiled and flicked to the page that started the heel section. Well, there were yellow ones, red ones, blue ones, pink ones, purple ones, OMG RAINBOW ONES.

Instantly she was drawn to a picture of a pair of shoes that looked very purty. But indeed did they look painful to wear aswell. No way was she going to wear those around school and kill her feet off. They were too precious.

"I like roller-skates, too," Fyo admitted with a grin, but the trace of merry laughter in his eyes faded when she spoke again. She didn't really want to ask Professor Dumont, did she? Awww.

"No need," he told her, with half a smile. "We can go up to the front, and pick any pair we like. Do you want to come with me, Butterfly?" Yup, he was going to get himself a paiiirr of SHOESSS!

Exchanging the boxes seemed to be a better idea. Smiling at Miranda, Blake stood up and smoothed his shirt, "Sounds perfect ma'am." Winking at her, Blake held his hand out for her to grab. Walking coolly towards the table, he shiftily moved his eyes from one end of the table to the other, scanning the boxes. There was a code mentioned in the catalog for the particular pair which he had scribbled quickly on his palm. Sneaking a look at it, Blake rummaged through heaps of boxes and finally found the pair.

Stepping aside, Blake bent down on one knee and smiling shyly, opened the box and presented the shoes to Miranda, "I hope it's something you wanted, lets hope it's a perfect fit like Cinderella." Grin. He'd be surprised if she knew about that muggle story.

Miranda saw Blake standing up, her grin in place. She was a bit confused though by the boy's charms, it wasn't something she was used to and it was with a rather perflexed expression she watched his hand. Oh! A bit slow, she took his hand, which felt nicely warm, with a blush and a shy smile and followed him over to pick the shoes. It was pretty nice still, to see him act like a gentleman. Like in those muggle SOAP OPERAS! Snort.

Biting down on the nail of her thumb, Miranda waited with curiousity as he rummaged around the boxes. Well, she should be searching too! No...ew, no. Hmmm, almost. Oh! Here they are! With the box in her hand. she turned to see how Blake was doing, wanting to give him the shoes. Hope he likes them... Gulp.
There he was, coming towards her and...

...GETTING DOWN ON ONE KNEE. Her eyes widened at the scene. "Cinderella...?" she breathed a full blush creeping up on her cheeks, too surprised to say anything else. What was this boy doing? Oh deary her. And the shoes. They had...heels... on them! That is, they were...oh you know. Miranda had no idea how to walk in those, she was more of a flats kind of girl. But looking down at the box, they looked pretty...pretty! "Oooh, thankyou Blake!" She said noticing his cute smile. (Why Miranda!) The shoes were colorful, like she liked things to be. He had a good eye for colors.

Was he going to slip the shoe on her feet? Uuuuuuuh... And how did he know about Cinderella? Was he muggleborn, or half-and-half? Did that make him Prince Charmin?
Instead of taking off her shoe, she plopped herself down on her own knees, sitting infront of him now, and gave him his box. "Hope you like them..." she was a bit impatient with gift unwrapping, so she opened the lid to reveal the shoes. Mybe she wasn't as good at this as she thought... The biting of her thumb nail resumed.