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[color=00FF7F]"In the land of Gods and Monsters, I was an Angel, living in the garden of Evil."[/color][/center]

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Emerald orbs danced to absorb the vibrant display of faces that surrounded her. Expressions ranged from excitement, apprehension, and perhaps a little bit of envy? Her soft lips uplifted into a kind smile in return to some of the degrading looks she received. There was a particularly ordinary looking gal in a pair of dirty jeans that didn't even bother to hide her envious sneer. Sophia just smiled at her, not allowing herself to lower her etiquette in response to the girl. She decided to be nothing but kind, after all, first impressions were extremely important. Yes, she did seem to be a tad bit over dressed, but she sat proudly in her delicate formal attire. She had been raised solely by her father and was an only child from what would be considered to be a poor family. Truthfully, this was one of the first dresses she had ever owned and quite enjoyed dressing up for this special occasion. Sophia wasn't afraid to stand out from the crowd, especially in a vibrant, beautiful kind of way.

The introductions ceased and the crowd began to disperse. Sophia stood and decided to check out her room before the orientation meeting began, where she assumed they would meet other students and get to pick their classes. She prayed that the school offered a music appreciation class. She waltzed down the corridor towards the rooms, her nude heels softly clipping against the floor. [i]Room number three...[/i] She glanced from room to room, smiling a greeting at any new person she came across as she attempted to try and find her room number.



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[i]"You've got that
medicine that I need.
Fame, Liquor, Love,
Give it to me slowly."[/i]
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