Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-121.208.115.13-20150906104828/@comment-121.208.115.13-20150909083754

CC observed him. He looked a lot like her best friend, Kingsley. Red hair, green eyes, freckles, pale as death. If CC's olive skin could turn pink from embarassment, it would've, because she realised that she was staring at him, but thankfully, CC did not blush. She turned pink from laughing or running too much, though.

CC could hear narration, and she wasn't satisfied with his first impression of her. Aside from the pretty part. But then again, she didn't need to hear the narration to tell her that she was pretty. For two reasons- one, she knew it already, and two, it would inflate her already overy-large ego.

She combed her fringe back from her face and said "I'm Coco-Charlotte Pepper. But most call me CC. Don't call me Charlie, though." that's my mum's nickname for me- only my mum's, she didn't add.

"Haven't heard of anyone called Juniper before. I'm wearing Juniper perfume, but Soft Juniper hardly counts as an 'anyone'." CC wondered out loud.