<div class="floatright">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ConnieAvie_zps1bd48eb5.jpg)</div><div class="floatright"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Character Name PC:</span></strong> Constance Maree Jeannie Beauregard  <br/>(goes by Connie) (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9449326#msg9449326)<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Dating  Ettiene Bonhomme  (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9427792#msg9427792)<br/><strong>House and Year</strong> Papillonlisse, second year student <br/><strong>Location:</strong>Carriage from Marseilles<br/><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st <br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ettiene, Claudette,  Abel and Ken, Open<br/><br/>*wearing (http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/a5/4e/85/a54e855a2c8caa9d55da19e04dccd585.jpg)<br/>*note, she is not wearing the hat* <br/></div><div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/dFNG5BTi033S_zpsa5e722e0.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Character Name PC:</strong> Claudette Nadeen Touchet  <br/>(goes by Claud) (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9460236#msg9460236)<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br/><strong>House and Year</strong> Ombrelune, second year student <br/><strong>Location:</strong>Carriage from Marseilles<br/><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st <br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Constance, Ettiene, Abel and Ken, Open <br/><br/>*wearing (http://fashionistatrends.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/10/classy-outfits-44.jpg)<br/></span><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Claudette gritted her teeth and prayed for patience. It was a wish that was destined to fall upon deaf ears. She narrowed  her eyes as she looked up at Kenneth and imagined stabbing him with that ridiculous hat! And when his partner in stupidity piped in Claudette again had to roll her eyes.<strong>”A bucket full of cow manure is also deep, that doesn’t make it worth anything! The only way I see this situation improving is if you somehow fell out of the carriage.”</strong><br/><br/><strong>”Claudette!”</strong>gasped Connie in horror.<br/><br/>Holding her hand up as if to tell the part Veela to be quiet the muggleborn witch turned her attention to Abel.<strong>”I spent my summer working and dealing with drunks and loudmouths, so no...it wasn’t pleasant. No! I didn’t find a boy who <em>liked me back</em>. I’m so pleased you were able to find the only girl to find you the least bit attractive. My money is on her being a blind, deaf, and mute imbecile.”</strong><br/><br/>Again Connie was shocked by the actions of her friend. Something horrible must have happened to her during the summer for her to be behaving so badly. Instantly Constance felt guilty. There she was glowing from the love she had with Ettiene and her dear Claudette was hurting inside.<strong>”You do not mean what you say! You are tired, oui? That is the reason for such unflattering behavior, non?”</strong><br/><br/>Standing Claude gathered her things and glared down at her “friend”. She had reached enough her fill of the gong show and now needed time alone in order to reclaim her sanity.<strong>”Yes Constance. That must be it. I am tired. Tired of everything and everyone! Summer might have been pleasant and relaxing for you Constance, but not all of us live such a charmed life!”</strong><br/><br/>Constance felt helpless as a newborn kitten as she watched Claudette move further back into the carriage to take a new seat away from herself and the three boys now arguing over protocol. Slumping in her seat, Connie turned away to look out of the window. A single tear rolled down her cheek. She felt awful. She had accused her dearest friend of behaving badly, when all along it had been she that had been unfeeling. Unfeeling towards Claudette, who was obviously hurting.<br/>