<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Colette.png)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: candara;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong> Colette Rosier (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9515883#msg9515883)<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong> 3rd year / Papillonlisse<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> A button down white top with a necktie and a matching pleated skirt, knee high stockings and perfectly shined patent leather black mary janes<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Paris Carriage<br/><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, (Glanced to Virginie and Marston)<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: candara;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Colette had been on the carriage on time with her luggage stowed appropriately and her persian tucked away in her cat carrier. The young blonde sat next to the window with a book in hand opened to the middle, her head was down as her eyes focused on the pages before her. She was quiet and kept to herself on the trip to the Academy just as she had always done on each trip back.  Getting a head start on her studies always helped for those times when things came up that often interrupted you and she was almost always looking one step ahead. Sliding her fingers over the page she turned it to the left and continued to read.<br/><br/>It was hoped to be an uneventful trip but with new first years on board it was hard to say what could happen. She tried not to get involved in their little spats or their over excitement especially the muggleborns who had never seen a flying carriage before or even a pegasus. She would have rolled her eyes at the squeals of delight if it wouldn't have caused her to misplace her reading spot. Shifting in her place she recrossed her ankles and made sure there was room for everyone on the carriage while maintaining her own space.  Last year there were far too many of them next to her for her own comfort and hyperventilation had started. Being in enclosed spaces with too many people often triggered an attack for her and this year she hoped to avoid that even if she had to snap at others who got up into her space. <br/><br/>Dark blue eyes shifted from her book to the seat across from her then back to the plain text before her again. She could hear the American accent from a mile away and her gaze had shifted in his direction then to the girl he spoke to. She shifted closer to the window and took in a slow deep breath before she turned to the next page. Finally she placed a bookmark in between the pages and closed the hardback book. Leaning her head back she closed her eyes momentarily and then looked out the window at the sky as it passed them by.</span></span>