Post by gemma0avery on Oct 8, 2007 20:06:17 GMT -5
If one was to enter the library that particular fall afternoon they’d see something extraordinary… If they were quite as they approached they’d spot Miss Gemma Avery hunched over a paper apparently doing school work, for once, while quietly singing to herself. Yes, this would in fact be an extraordinary sight to behold, if Gemma had actually been working on school work that is. But of course this was Gemma, a girl who procrastinated until the last possible moment and then somehow still had pretty good grades. So of course she was not actually doing school work like any other person would, she was instead doodling thoughtlessly on a design for a Halloween costume that had popped into her head only moments ago distracting her from the book of riddles she’d been thoughtlessly flipping through.
“Crashed on the floor when I moved in
This little bungalow with some strange new friends
Stay up too late, and I'm too thin
We promise each other it's 'til the end
Now we're spinning empty bottles
It's the five of us
With pretty eyed boys girls die to trust
I can't resist the day
No, I can't resist the day…” she quietly sang to herself, humming the next couple of lines as she carefully sketched out the wings of the fire fairy costume she’d been diligently working on for the last half hour or so.
Of course anyone that found out what Gemma was really doing probably wouldn’t be to surprised, after all she could often be found singing or humming to herself while doing something random like doodling, origami, or enchanting toothpicks to sword fight each other. It was just a very Gemma thing to be caught doing… What would be amazing would be to find her quietly working on something she was actually supposed to or even just quietly sitting still somewhere.
But such things were not the case; instead Gemma continued to sit there singing/humming to herself and sketching away on her design… Which I might add was nearly done, and when it was done she’d probably go on to find a random book on fairies to check and see if her design was as accurate as possible.
“Crashed on the floor when I moved in
This little bungalow with some strange new friends
Stay up too late, and I'm too thin
We promise each other it's 'til the end
Now we're spinning empty bottles
It's the five of us
With pretty eyed boys girls die to trust
I can't resist the day
No, I can't resist the day…” she quietly sang to herself, humming the next couple of lines as she carefully sketched out the wings of the fire fairy costume she’d been diligently working on for the last half hour or so.
Of course anyone that found out what Gemma was really doing probably wouldn’t be to surprised, after all she could often be found singing or humming to herself while doing something random like doodling, origami, or enchanting toothpicks to sword fight each other. It was just a very Gemma thing to be caught doing… What would be amazing would be to find her quietly working on something she was actually supposed to or even just quietly sitting still somewhere.
But such things were not the case; instead Gemma continued to sit there singing/humming to herself and sketching away on her design… Which I might add was nearly done, and when it was done she’d probably go on to find a random book on fairies to check and see if her design was as accurate as possible.