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[font=Georgia][size=50]Sierra's days in the academy were counting down. She was looking forward to freedom and her jazz playing career to take off after she completed her years in Beauxbatons Academy. It's been an interesting adventure, it's the quickest way she could summon up her years here...

10/10 bootiful :D

9/10 ha love the change effect ;D

don't know//outoften can't really figure you out O_O

Nick. is. American. he. lies. to .you. all. ha! JK. HAPPY CANADA DAY ;)

No problem :)

Sierra Marie Beauxbatons

just budding in to help, she not giving up that one either :)

[font=Georgia]"Well you giving me this vibe that you never live a little? You know party or have fun like riding a horse, or ummm let me think" she said, grinning at the same time. She at least was making the boy laugh, he seem to like her company. She was glad, she didn't come off as a bored...

[font=Georgia]"Probably how there should be more control in the life of young teens these days" she chuckle replying to his sort of question. "They just don't know that this generations a lot more different from the time they were growing up" she shrug caring less what they would discuss about...

Sierra's parents was out on holiday, which meant she had to go visit a distant aunt who apparently live in New Zealand. She fuss about not being able to go back home, to Maine. Instead she had to make do of her vacation in the warm weather of New Zealand. That means no snow this year. She would...

I have Sierra Marie here who was born in America but studies in France, she a bit spontaneous and a little out of it. Overall she fun to be with and her parents are a bit anal so she has her good girl side :) Let me know what you think.

"You know that's true Alois, my father will have a field day with you and I thinking alike"she said laughing. Her parents were strict minded and forceful type of people. They rather agree with politics and those of authorities, rather than listen the truth from anybodies else. Mainly Sierra...

Seirra hid the her ruby blush with a smile, that spread evenly across her small face. She always end up speaking to someone who actually know French, it was a second language to so many in Europe. Curse you and your big mouth, she scowled. If she wasn't so confident about her well rounded...

A boy about her age approach Sierra without any significant warnings. Instead he was telling her she would get in trouble for simply plucking a few flower petals. "Is this how you approach someone in this country? Without a formal greeting of how you do?" she said appall in her best French ever...