[center][color=fff79a][h2]Serafina 'Ariel' Gray[/h2][/color][/center]

Ariel hated preschool. They always wanted her to do something, like clean up her mess. Her mother had just dropped her off ten minutes ago. Like most children, she had to be practically pried off of her dearly beloved mother. She huffed and walked over to the book shelves where she took multiple books off the shelf, only turning around when the door open to see a tiny red head who eventually shrieked and ran over herself. She picked up the brightest one on the shelf - also the one that Ariel wanted to add to her small personal collection. 

Now Ariel had an objective: to get the book that the un-named red head held. She picked up a few other brightly colored books and walked over to the other child. [color=fff79a]"I'll trade you for that one,"[/color] she said.