Snippet #1742716

Blaise was awake with all his bags in his hands. He hugged his little sister sister who looked like she was about to cry. Blaise gave her a reasuring smile and picked her up in his arms. He poked her nose which made her giggle in laughter. "Hey, it's okay I promise I'll be back and I'll visit a lot." He relased her to the ground and she looked up at him holding out her pinky. "Pinky promise." Blaise laughed and shook his pinky with her small one."Pinky promise."

He walked over to his other sister Mia's room. He opened the door and saw that Mia was twirling around in the mirror, probably looking at her outfit. He sighed. "How long does it take to get dressed?" Mia laughed. "You wouldn't understand." Once she was done he helped carry her bags down the stairs and into the car. Once everything was packed he hugged his little sister, Olivia one more time and sat in the car with his mother and the driver seat and his sister sitting in the back. He was actually kind of excited. Once he'd heard that the school had a writting and art program he was dead set on it. They couldn't afford it so of course he had to rely on his brains alone to get him into the school but it all worked out in the end.I wonder what the library looks like. The first thing he'd obviously do is get settled into his room and meat his roommate but he really wanted to see what the library was like.He sighed.I hope Mia doesn't ruin it for me.

Mia sat in the car, looking out of the window. Her phone chirped. It was probably her friend Pheobe from her old school. She was going to miss them. As embaressing as it was to say, and of course she'd never say it. She was kind of nervous. She didn't even know what the school was going to be like. She breathed in and out deeply trying to calm herself.Relax Mia, your great and they'll love you, they loved you at your old school, just be confident and you'll own the school just like you did with your old school." It was true, whatever school Mia went to she was always popular.

What she was really looking forward to was the dance program. Ballet was her life and at her old school she was one of the best dancers. She was confident that she'd have no problem with that. Mia smiled. Maybe she might actually enjoy going to the school. She ran her fingers through her silky blonde hair and glanced at herself in the little mirror she sometimes carried with her. She looked at her naturally rosey cheeks, ivory skin, emerald green eyes and silky blonde hair and smiled even more. There was no way that they wouldn't like her.