- Messages
- 87
- OOC First Name
- Gaby
- Wand
- Red Cedar, Unicorn Hair, 8"
Zoii sat outside in the courtyard, enjoying the cold breeze on her face. Another season, another school... This was Zoii's second school this year, and her fifth in the last three years. That's what happens when your father wants mistresses more than people in hell want ice water. She thumbed her page in her sci-fi book and looked around the courtyard, trying to remember everything about it, because she never knew how quickly the inevitable news of a move would come from her father.
True, the weather was stranger than what she was used to back in America, but at least it was tolerable to be outside. She was quite nervous about coming to Europe though. She knew no one but her father and Mistress/Wife #4, which she lovingly nicknamed Her Royal Shrewness. Thanks to the woman, who it should be mentioned is only 8 years older than me, I am now stuck in a country that I don't speak the language of, let alone know anyone in it. But as mom says, friends will come. I've just got to give them opportunities to meet me.
Zoii rationalized that sitting out here in the courtyard, attempting to look as approachable as possible, might be that opportunity and might lead to some kind of human interaction.
True, the weather was stranger than what she was used to back in America, but at least it was tolerable to be outside. She was quite nervous about coming to Europe though. She knew no one but her father and Mistress/Wife #4, which she lovingly nicknamed Her Royal Shrewness. Thanks to the woman, who it should be mentioned is only 8 years older than me, I am now stuck in a country that I don't speak the language of, let alone know anyone in it. But as mom says, friends will come. I've just got to give them opportunities to meet me.
Zoii rationalized that sitting out here in the courtyard, attempting to look as approachable as possible, might be that opportunity and might lead to some kind of human interaction.