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A young fifteen year old set off to school once a year in hopes that while she is gone her parents will come to realize the beauty within their daughter and not just the outward beauty she possess. That beauty which they use to market numerous clothes and beauty lines in the world. Both muggle and wizard lines as well. For being very young Frances could be considered one of the most famous models in the world, yet barely anyone knows anything about her besides what she looks like. That is the one possitive outcome of her parents being very secretative with what information they give to the public about anything. The fact that changing her looks is as easy as putting on a wig or bumming it in her clothing, it isn't very hard for Frances to go out among normal people and have that normal-ish life.
At school, everyone is usually very beautiful on the outside, and normally the insides are the opposite, or atleast that is how one survives in the Beauxbaton's Academy. Frances Spade herself isn't typically a nice person, being apart of a group of girls, where all of them spend their time backstabbing each other, it's pretty hard to stay a nice person. However outside of that circle of friends she tends to be a very normal down to earth sort of person. Today was no exception to the rule, she was out in the fields behind the school laying on her stomach reading a book. It was just before the start of the school year, and still summer and she wanted to finish her summer reading list before the start of classes would halt her reading.
Turning the page she paused to puch her hair from her eyes as a light summer breeze pushed it in her view. The book was just a simple love story, similar to Romeo and Juliet, however set in the magical world. It was intriguing to Frances as she never has dealt with this sort of emotion with a guy before and she imagined she'd have no clue what to do if she was in the Juliet's position. Suddenly someone seemed to be blocking the sun's light from hitting her page and she turned to tell of the person. "Excuse me. You're blocking the light and shadowing my book, I prefer to read with the natural sunlight on the page not a dark shadow," she stated, before she realized she was turning into the girl she was when hanging around the girls in the Pretty Little Liars group.
<i></i>At school, everyone is usually very beautiful on the outside, and normally the insides are the opposite, or atleast that is how one survives in the Beauxbaton's Academy. Frances Spade herself isn't typically a nice person, being apart of a group of girls, where all of them spend their time backstabbing each other, it's pretty hard to stay a nice person. However outside of that circle of friends she tends to be a very normal down to earth sort of person. Today was no exception to the rule, she was out in the fields behind the school laying on her stomach reading a book. It was just before the start of the school year, and still summer and she wanted to finish her summer reading list before the start of classes would halt her reading.
Turning the page she paused to puch her hair from her eyes as a light summer breeze pushed it in her view. The book was just a simple love story, similar to Romeo and Juliet, however set in the magical world. It was intriguing to Frances as she never has dealt with this sort of emotion with a guy before and she imagined she'd have no clue what to do if she was in the Juliet's position. Suddenly someone seemed to be blocking the sun's light from hitting her page and she turned to tell of the person. "Excuse me. You're blocking the light and shadowing my book, I prefer to read with the natural sunlight on the page not a dark shadow," she stated, before she realized she was turning into the girl she was when hanging around the girls in the Pretty Little Liars group.