<div class="floatleft">(http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3814/12266730365_194c0708c4_b_d.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Virginie Moreau<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong>Papillonlisse, 3rd Year<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Single<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>White t-shirt under open flannel shirt. Skinny jeans, boots and hat. Her mother's wedding ring around her neck on a thin chain (http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7385/12149227995_5f6855a541_o_d.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Paris Carriage<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The summer break was always over too quickly for Virginie's liking. She stood outside of the powder blue carriage and watched as her trunks were loaded up onto the back and began reminiscing of the summer she was leaving behind. She had spent the lazy holiday wondering aimlessly around the city enjoying the freedom that a timetable free lifestyle brought with it. Endless days spent in small café and boulangerie eating cake and drinking coffee. Hazy afternoons spent lying under a tree in some small garden watching the clouds pass overhead and zoning out the hustle-bustle of the Parisian traffic. Sometimes she forgot she was in the middle of the seething city.<br/><br/>She was standing alone, her fingers absent mindedly toying with the ring hanging around her neck. Her goodbyes had been said already back at the families apartment. Her father had cried as he did every year and Virginie too had shed a tear, her younger brother literally pushing her out of the door. A soft smile grew at the corners of her mouth as thought of Jean and how he might feel in a few years time when he found out whether he would be leaving home to attend the school. Would he be so eager to push family away? A wetness started to form around the edges of her eyes and Virginie quickly wiped it away, pleased that there was no one with her to see her in the moment of weakness.<br/><br/>Walking up the small set of steps, Virginie entered the large carriage and cast a quick eye about for an empty spot to sit down and await departure. She could see that a lot of people had already arrived. Faces she was familiar with from her two previous years at the school and a few new ones that she didn't know. First years, nervously awaiting their first term. Finding a seat next to a window, she sat down and looked out at the crowds milling around outside, families saying their goodbyes; mothers kissing and hugging their babies goodbye before wiping tears away with tissues. Virginie leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes and patiently waited.<br/><br/>