Vanity's eyebrows rose slightly as she saw the rose was a red one. She was on guard immediately, as she remembered June sending her mean roses this way before. So the note didn't shock her that much. It wasn't even a good insult. She made a show of sniffing the rose and smiling. She might as...
Vanity had just received a rose, when she heard someone else call her name. She sighed loudly. "That's me." She called, a little annoyed. Was it that much to ask to be recognized?
Vanity was kind of sick of the whole rose thing already, people got so sappy and silly about it. But when she left the common room and heard some little girl call her name, she still smiled. "That's me." She said. Though she thought the girl should know who she was, as both a Quidditch captain...
Vanity had always been competitive, so when Santiago said she wasn't better, she immediately wanted to prove him wrong. Her eyes lit up when he mentioned that they could test it in some way, and she jumped at the chance. "Well, we could compare how many bludgers we hit during matches." She said...
Vanity couldn't help the smile that spread over her face as Sunny spoke and came up with a deal. It was kind of cute, the way she thought she could manipulate Vanity. She pretended to think about it for a moment, tapping her chin with her finger. "Hmm... fine." She said, though she had no...
Vanity put her hand to her heart and shook her head, staring at Cornelius in the dark. "At midnight?!" She whisper-yelled. "You scared the crap out of me, what are you even doing?" She asked him, stepping closer so she could talk quietly. "Do you want to get in trouble?" She asked in a low...
Vanity had a love-hate relationship with her prefect's badge. She loved the power it gave her and the envious looks she sometimes got over it. She loved it even more when the looks weren't just envious but also baffled and confused, wondering why she of all people had gotten one. She knew she...
Vanity managed to keep her expression neutral, even as her heart dropped at the expression on Sunny's face. It wasn't like she cared what the younger girl thought of her, but it was still sort of embarrassing to be caught red-handed like this. Literally. Vanity shrugged, pushing her hair behind...
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