Post by aggielover123 on Jun 26, 2006 6:27:07 GMT
Glancing around the room Morgan felt hot sun light hit her eyes when she ended up at her window. Sitting up she slid out of bed, thrusting the covers toward the end of her bed she straightened her sheets and pulled off her pillows. Laying her bright yellow comforter on top of her mattress, she placed her baby blue pillows on top before pulling her curtains closed. Glancing around she saw all of her room mates gone, their beds unmade and wrinkly. Grinning at their messiness she walked over to their beds and made them as well. Finishing she quickly cleaned the rest of their dorm before glancing at herself in the mirror. Her sun bleached blond hair was stringy and dirty, her sea-green eyes were red rimmed with weariness, her body looked thin and pathetic compared before she had gotten sick. Frowning she grabbed her robe and a towel and shower bag and slowly walked to the showers.
Locking the door for privacy she dumped open her bag and grabbed her washes, conditioners’, and leave-ins’. Turning the water on boiling hot, and stepping in she showered and cleaned her herself off, hoping that it might cure her and help her retrieve the look she had had a week before she had gotten sick, she had been tall muscular, and pretty. Now she was tall, so thin it was unhealthy, and awkward about what she would be classified as. Stepping out she wrapped her towel around her hair and slipped on the robe before tying it tightly around her body. Stepping up to the mirror she grabbed all of her cosmetics and looked at them skeptically. Rolling her eyes she decided on just wearing some brown eyeliner and mascara and some pale pink lip gloss. Satisfied that there was no longer a read rim around her eyes she unraveled her hair and untangled, dried, and straightened it with her wand. Sending everything back to her room via magic she walked to her closet and dressers.
Slipping on some under clothes she found a pair of gray athletic shorts with a black stripe on each side. Sifting through the shirts she found a black Green Day tank with green writing. Slipping them on she quickly added some gray ankle socks and black muggle cheerleading shoes. Grabbing two black elastics she French braided her hair in to two braids. Grabbing her gray hoodie she easily slipped it on and added some money to the pockets. Adding her wand among them she tried to get into her mood of the morning and successfully she began to smile as she walked out of the common room.
Opening the doors leading outside she grinned as she felt the burst of sunlight land on her pale body. Waving to some of the people she knew she noticed the surprise that they saw of how she was not sick anymore and of her new appearance. Pushing the sleeves of her hoodie up she walked down the path to Hogsmade, glad to be out and healthier on a Saturday. Her slightly long bangs flying along with the wind she had an obscure view as she walked down the roads of Hogsmade, full of shops, coffee places, and the most enjoyable sweet and candy places. First heading to the Three Broomsticks she got her usual everyday coffee (two sugars and one cream) and a blueberry muffin. Paying the bartender she ate the muffin slowly before getting another coffee, this time to-go. Taking in the sweet and caffeine-full smell of the drink she walked into Honeydukes, in look of something extremely sweet to eat when she almost bumped into a brunette girl that looked about her age. “Oh, sorry! I almost fulfilled my everyday coffee spill!” she said giggling slightly. “Let me introduce myself!” she said again, a bit more properly. “I am Morgan Collins, of Hufflepuff.” Sticking her hand out for the girl to shake she quickly made sure no one was around to spill coffee on.
Locking the door for privacy she dumped open her bag and grabbed her washes, conditioners’, and leave-ins’. Turning the water on boiling hot, and stepping in she showered and cleaned her herself off, hoping that it might cure her and help her retrieve the look she had had a week before she had gotten sick, she had been tall muscular, and pretty. Now she was tall, so thin it was unhealthy, and awkward about what she would be classified as. Stepping out she wrapped her towel around her hair and slipped on the robe before tying it tightly around her body. Stepping up to the mirror she grabbed all of her cosmetics and looked at them skeptically. Rolling her eyes she decided on just wearing some brown eyeliner and mascara and some pale pink lip gloss. Satisfied that there was no longer a read rim around her eyes she unraveled her hair and untangled, dried, and straightened it with her wand. Sending everything back to her room via magic she walked to her closet and dressers.
Slipping on some under clothes she found a pair of gray athletic shorts with a black stripe on each side. Sifting through the shirts she found a black Green Day tank with green writing. Slipping them on she quickly added some gray ankle socks and black muggle cheerleading shoes. Grabbing two black elastics she French braided her hair in to two braids. Grabbing her gray hoodie she easily slipped it on and added some money to the pockets. Adding her wand among them she tried to get into her mood of the morning and successfully she began to smile as she walked out of the common room.
Opening the doors leading outside she grinned as she felt the burst of sunlight land on her pale body. Waving to some of the people she knew she noticed the surprise that they saw of how she was not sick anymore and of her new appearance. Pushing the sleeves of her hoodie up she walked down the path to Hogsmade, glad to be out and healthier on a Saturday. Her slightly long bangs flying along with the wind she had an obscure view as she walked down the roads of Hogsmade, full of shops, coffee places, and the most enjoyable sweet and candy places. First heading to the Three Broomsticks she got her usual everyday coffee (two sugars and one cream) and a blueberry muffin. Paying the bartender she ate the muffin slowly before getting another coffee, this time to-go. Taking in the sweet and caffeine-full smell of the drink she walked into Honeydukes, in look of something extremely sweet to eat when she almost bumped into a brunette girl that looked about her age. “Oh, sorry! I almost fulfilled my everyday coffee spill!” she said giggling slightly. “Let me introduce myself!” she said again, a bit more properly. “I am Morgan Collins, of Hufflepuff.” Sticking her hand out for the girl to shake she quickly made sure no one was around to spill coffee on.