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Post by hannah nathaniel cruze on Mar 15, 2012 18:26:58 GMT -5
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| Early morning was Hannah's favorite time of the day. She would wake up each morning at six, throw on clothes and go for a walk. She enjoyed the early morning light and how no one was normally around at this time of day. She swung her arms at her side, and from her mouth emitted a beautiful song. Of course she was probably pronouncing it wrong, for the song being in English. but she had recently fell in love with Julien Doré & Coeur de Pirate's rendition of American singer Rihanna's song Umbrella. She looked up at the Eiffel Tower, it's beauty was astonishing. She naturally felt extremely small in comparison to the giant structure. Hannah took that feeling and let it put her into place. She shouldn't have her head in the clouds, it only added to an ego that she didn't want.
Hannah decided that she wanted to sit this morning. Naturally she would have headed back to the apartment that she and her sister shared, and woke Christopher up for the classes that would begin in a few hours time. But today felt different. Chrissy could manage to wake herself up this one time. Hanners took a seat in the grass, smiling in the early morning sun. Today was such a beautiful day. She was clad that she had put on shorts and a nice blouse, her beret matched her shorts. And on her feet she wore comfortable flats. With dance and drama classes, she needed to wear comfortable clothing. Ask anyone, it is fairly difficult to pirouette in anything besides flats. Though if anyone was willing to try in high heels, She applauded them. | |
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Post by maureen antoinette dupont on Mar 20, 2012 22:25:13 GMT -5
-- it was early. normally waking up early wasn't her favorite thing to do, but it just seemed like the right thing to do today. it was a gorgeous morning and she felt like going for a walk. her legs yearned to stretch and be of use. it would be a good warm-up for her dancing classes later on. maureen put on some comfy shorts and an old t-shirt. she wasn't planning on seeing anyone she wanted to impress. a nice run to the eiffel tower seemed like a good idea. maureen never got tired of seeing it, or just staring at it. it had always been a source of wonder for her. and there shouldn't be too many tourists out as early as this.
-- maureen stepped outside and inhaled the sweet morning air with a smile. it almost made her want to get out this early more often - everything was so quiet and peaceful. but she knew it wouldn't be that way for too much longer. she couldn't be the only person out this early either. maureen began her jog to the tower, enjoying the feeling of her muscles working and warming up. after letting loose of some of her stresses she had acquired over the past few weeks she had felt better than she had in a very long time. she was living again and having fun. no longer was exercising or dancing a chore, it was something she just simply loved to do again.
-- she finally reached the tower. there were only a few people milling about and maureen was glad that it wasn't too crowded this morning. she walked around, taking in all the sights and sounds she was so fond of. maureen wouldn't trade this for anything in the world. she loved paris and could never imagine finding another place she would love as much as here. maureen had never, and would never, have the desire to move away. it upset her that her brother did, but she really couldn't helpt that. she was walking past a spot of grass when she was a girl sitting down. she looked familiar. she was a first year and she was also a dancer. what a better opportunity to meet someone new! "hello! mind if i sit by you?" maureen asked, hoping the girl would recognize her from a dance class or two.
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