Sela's friendly expression quickly turned sour. She raised the side of her upper lip in disgust, and she opened her mouth to put the little brat in her place. But as if advised against it by her little shoulder angel, Sela shut her lips and kept a tight-lipped smile, just nodding as lady miss shorty finished her soliloquy. 

[color=B22222]"...don't expect me to act all..."[/color] The girl's words kept droning in and out while Sela tried to contain herself. Sela's gaze flickered over her shoulder a few times as well towards the girl that was standing behind her, giving her a reassuring smile once or twice. [i]It's actually kind of cute, if you think about it.[/i] The scene, as viewed by other onlookers, probably resembled that of an adult going along with a little kid's selfish tantrum. [i]Hah, look at that, the wittle runt is trying to look down on me![/i] Which was virtually impossible since Sela was a few heads taller than the girl. 

[color=B22222]"Now, your name?"[/color] The question startled Sela, but before answering Sela nonchalantly moved a few steps backwards in order to include the dark purple haired girl in the conversation. [color=79cdcd]"The name's Sela Al-hamed, don't wear it out"[/color] she winked, then turned her gaze away from Beatrice and towards the other girl. [color=79cdcd]"I'm the [i]lucky[/i] daughter of Jasmine and Aladdin, you?"[/color]

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