Post by Chilepanda♫ on May 5, 2012 11:26:57 GMT -7
Sierra sighed, rubbing her arms in hopes of warmth. She had returned the jacket to Ms. Morgan, and was colder than ever."If only I hadn't fallen in that pond." She muttered to herself as she dug into her dresser for warm pajama's. Unlike most of the other girls in the other dorms, who were up gossiping and painting their nails, Sierra planned on a nice night with cocoa and a childhood movie. It was all she had as a remnant of her past, so they warmed her heart and broke it at the same time. Sierra stuck her freezing toes into her light blue bunny slippers and shuffled to her bed, newly decorated with a batman comforter. Flopping onto it, she grabbed the remote to play the movie already in the T.V. It was the Nightmare before Christmas, her favorite as a child. The cocoa steamed in her hand, and burned her tongue when she attempted a sip."I wonder if I'll ever get my book that from bird-boy." Sierra wondered aloud, which she did rather often. She really hoped he planned on returning it, because she didn't feel up to looking for him. That would just be... weird."At least I wrote my name inside the cover." She smiled slightly, turning her attention back to the movie and criticizing the fact the witches aren't really green and don't always have warts.
