<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTaFGVuWSFe-dXEMiLE5oyGzOM0AX68wItcZEG1b62CFOnFIm4hog)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Annabelle<br/><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>8:00am 20th October 2017<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>cafeteria<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>open, Mabelle,Alyssa<br/><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong><br/><br/>"Eight hours!" Annabelle spluttered managing by herculean effort not to spray a mouthful of eggs everywhere. Annabelle rolled her eyes at her own vulgar behaviour compared to the dainty princess. Annabelle was a little rough and ready ..... not that she let it bother her, she came as she was and took people how she found them, the young woman just needed to remember to swallow her food was all!  "Maths....great" she said with a little sarcastic pom pom wave of her free hand. Well known for not being one of the Annabelle's strong  subjects she adopted puppy dog eyes as she addressed Mabelle.<br/><br/>"Tutur me in maths .....please..I'll " there was a decided pause while Annabelle contemplated what subjects she was good at. "I'll help you with sword fighting?" This ended up a question mostly because Annabelle had lost her time table within minutes of receiving it. She turned her attention to the much easier question of the school ball. Plopping her head on her arm she blinked in what she imagined to be a seductive manner at Hermes. "Wellllllll" she drew out her response " that all depends on if a certain someone asks?!"<em>Subtle Annabelle!</em>she thought to herself as she gazed with marked interest at the god across the table.