The House

Laurel's cheeks turned pink when he said she looked beautiful. And he didnt seem like he was trying to flatter her- he seemed to just be pointing that out. "Thank you. " She said gently, her eyes sweeping over him. "Your very handsome." She pointed out, and it was true. Ell was sure he always had girls telling him that, although he didn't seem like a flirt. He seemed very genuine, which she liked.
"I've onlt met only other person, and I accedinty bumped into him and fell onto my bum." Laurel covered her mouth as a bell-like laugh escaped her. It was a quiet embarassing way to meet someone. "Your the first person i've met here without making a fool of myself." her expressive eyes where bright as she smiled at Uruha. She desided she liked him, he seemed kind. His hair was a stange color, whick shed found intreging. But then again, she couldn'd be one to talk. Her hair was just about as odd as it got. After her mom had killed herself and blamed her daughter, she died her blonde hair her mother had given her.