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September 15th, 2004
08:50 am - A house in Raleigh, NC, just after Thanksgiving, 2003 "Annemarie! It's time to go!" A chestnut-haired woman calls up the stairs, checking her watch a little impatiently.
"Coming, Mom!" After a few minutes, a chestnut-haired teenager pokes her head over the top of the stairs. A moment later, she bounds down the steps, her red duffel bag bouncing against her hip with each step. She comes to a stop at the foot of the stairs, beaming at her mother through a forest of thick bangs.
Her mother sighs, automatically reaching over to brush the bangs out of her daughter's eyes. "Gracious, Annemarie, look at you! You're not going on the plane looking like that!"
"But Mom..."
Hands on hips, Rosemarie Lewis regards her daughter with a stern look. "No 'buts,' young lady. You go into that bathroom and comb your hair this instant!" She clucks her tongue. "Honestly...think of the impression you'll make on those people at your new school if you show up with your hair looking like that!"
With a faint sigh, Annemarie sets down her duffel bag and goes into the bathroom.
( When she looks into the mirror... ) Current Mood: indescribable
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September 14th, 2004
09:19 am - OOC: Ria's class schedule Ceramics Intermediate Cantrips Intermediate English Literature Gym Chimerical Chemistry Global Studies II Exotic Cultures Intermediate French
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