<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#400040"><b><i><div style="text-align: center">Bre looked around, shortly after vacating her room. She sighed and brushed her fingers through her hair. Her outfits always said a lot about her, which today said, "I'm totally careless, I'm all about fun." She yawned and stretched a bit, holding the strap of her black and white checkered backpack the was lazily slung over her shoulder. "Man...where IS everyone?" Bre sat on the floor next to her rooms door, and rested her chin in the palm of her hand.​</div></i></b></span>