Post by serena rivera on Jan 1, 2006 14:25:51 GMT -5
Chloë was quiet. Since she didn't go here as a child, she didn't know the school very well. Which as a professor, would be causing her problems. Long, brown, hair blew softly in the slight wind as she walked. Her eyes flickered as she slowly made her way, stopping just before. She crossed her arms against her chest and sighed softly.
The Delacroix was rather dressed down, like normal. Wearing black jeans and a black sweater. Most people didn't realize she was rather insane, but it wasn't easy to tell by how she looked. You'd have to know her very personally, or lived with her. Only few people knew her behavior that well. Loneliness drove her crazy for years.
Since Chloë had just moved from Italy, she was rather lonely. As a child and student she spent most of her time alone and loving it, but now, it was much different. She wasn't going to have that second chance to make friends or anything. She felt rather pathetic as a professor. She sighed softly once more as she gazed out upon the lake her eyes flickered and flashed once more.
The Delacroix was rather dressed down, like normal. Wearing black jeans and a black sweater. Most people didn't realize she was rather insane, but it wasn't easy to tell by how she looked. You'd have to know her very personally, or lived with her. Only few people knew her behavior that well. Loneliness drove her crazy for years.
Since Chloë had just moved from Italy, she was rather lonely. As a child and student she spent most of her time alone and loving it, but now, it was much different. She wasn't going to have that second chance to make friends or anything. She felt rather pathetic as a professor. She sighed softly once more as she gazed out upon the lake her eyes flickered and flashed once more.
