[font=Monaco][size=75]"Is that what the strange language you was speaking to me called? Chinese,right?" Zhen felt slowly invisible between the other girls. She fell a lot into the depths of other conversation whenever Zhen was including into a group of two of more people. "I'm Zhenzhen" her...
[font=Monaco][size=75] With no luck, Zhen didn't get the reaction that she wanted. So instead she pulled back, flicking through her fading thoughts, she knew the answer to Eliza's question. "Canada" she merely responded in a deft tone. She write that a lot and lot in her journal, Canada this...
[font=Monaco][size=75]"Are you always this nice?" Zhen lifted her eyes again to meet the blonde haired southern belle. She could say, or wish to say how many times she have came across someone so content in the world around her, if only she could at least gasp a bit of her memory right now. She...
I gave this a go :) it's not much but here go and I use a different font cause I thought I had it and didn't want to restart gimp in the middle of my work :doh:
[font=Monaco][size=75]Zhen eyes tore away from the fresh first year, falling right at the girl speaking to her. She was still comprehending herself what just happen, she look back at the Slytherin. Her forehead sported a welt too, and it was throbbing like her head was throbbing in annoyance...
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