Ana had marveled at her nails. Honestly, she had never felt so beautiful before, and that was just how she felt with her nails painted. She could only imagine how she would look with makeup on. Lost in thought she became as she imagined herself all dolled-up and with new clothes; until gym class was announced in only a few minute's time. She held her hands up and bent her fingers in, frowning at her gorgeous nails. Of course gym would be thirty minutes after her nails were freshly painted. She exhaled, blowing her bangs in annoyance.
Petra had left and so did Bianca, but Ana was right behind.
"Oh, crap! I'm going to be late!"
She ran to her and Petra's dorm and grabbed her tennis shoes and ran into the gym's locker room. A white shirt and black shorts were in her assigned locker, which she grabbed and put on hurriedly. She looked into the mirror before she entered the gymnasium and fixed her hair, admiring her nails once more. They really did fit her; quite perfectly.
She ran out and saw Petra, Bianca, and three other people; one male, a teal-haired girl, and a little girl. Surely that wasn't the male's little girl? Either way, she sure was adorable. Anathema called out to the group, cupping her left hand around her mouth to carry her voice farther.
((Good afternoon, fellow RPers! :> I'm sorry, I totally passed out last night...))