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- Emzies
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- Curved 14" Flexible Elm Wand with Veela Hair Core
- Age
- 6/2030 (23)
Noemie was feeling a little confused by what happened with the roses, the teen was still trying to figure out who could've sent her a rose, a pink rose with no note. She wanted to know who it was from. She desired deeply to know who liked her like that. Noemie brushed a hand through her auburn hair as she read through the same page of the book of in front of her. She couldn't seem to focus on her work, which was frustrating she was trying to work. The part-veela sighed heavily, frustrated by her lack of progress that she was currently making. The ravenclaw looked up from her work and glanced about the room. It was filled with students who were probably making far more progress than she currently was. Noemie had to bet that it was from that boy, that annoying boy from slytherin who annoyed her, but she couldn't really believe that he liked her. She didn't like him, did she? He was pretty sure, he annoyed her, he always insulted her, she always insulted him, it was mutual. Noemie put her head in her hands groaning heavily.
Noemie closed her books and straightened up. She just needed to take a small break, maybe there was someone around here, someone she knew, someone to talk to. She couldn't spot Evelyn, Flavio, November or Amber, any of the girls that she had become friends over the last year. The part veela wondered if maybe she could just go seek them out, but she needed to do this work, the essay wasn't going to write itself and she needed to get it done, she had quidditch later and she wanted to get in a run before curfew. She stretched a little before reopening the books and trying again to work. She ran a hand through her hair before trying her best to focus on the work. Trying her best to take her mind off boys, the roses, and everything else that was going on in her life, just focusing on her work and doing well in school.
Noemie closed her books and straightened up. She just needed to take a small break, maybe there was someone around here, someone she knew, someone to talk to. She couldn't spot Evelyn, Flavio, November or Amber, any of the girls that she had become friends over the last year. The part veela wondered if maybe she could just go seek them out, but she needed to do this work, the essay wasn't going to write itself and she needed to get it done, she had quidditch later and she wanted to get in a run before curfew. She stretched a little before reopening the books and trying again to work. She ran a hand through her hair before trying her best to focus on the work. Trying her best to take her mind off boys, the roses, and everything else that was going on in her life, just focusing on her work and doing well in school.