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Post by Nadia King on Nov 19, 2011 1:21:21 GMT -5
N A D I A K I N G NAME:[/font][/b] Nadia King AGE:[/font][/b] Twenty-One SEX:[/font][/b] Female ORIENTATION:[/font][/b] Straight PLAY-BY:[/font][/b] Emilie de Ravi – picture found on Photobucket PERSONALITY [/font][/b][/center] APPEARANCE [/font][/b][/center] HISTORY [/font][/b][/center] WRITING SAMPLE [/font][/b][/center] [/i]. She thought she had it all, but the other option was to stand there and stew in her own nervousness. The first day of school had always scared her just a little, and this was a new school, a new town, and all new people. She wasn’t used to not knowing people (or being alone) and she was both here…Still, it would get better, right? Once she got to know some of her coworkers, maybe. …Yeah…that’ll make it all better, she thought with a sigh. She wasn’t even very good at lying to herself. Shaking her head abruptly, she shoved the thoughts away. Now wasn’t the time for self-pitying. Now she needed to focus on the class. As though in answer to her thoughts, she heard the pitter-patter of tiny feet. ...or, well, the bang-bang of giant teenager feet. After a quick breath, Nadia pulled a welcoming smile to her face, double-checked the name on the board, and then positioned herself in front of the desk to welcome the kids as they entered. [/ul]
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Post by Valerie Turner on Nov 19, 2011 1:24:27 GMT -5
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