Lia had to admit she was excited. She wasn't sure how well snowboarding was going to take, especially since everyone told her it was hard to switch once you were good at one, but she wanted to try. Well, she wanted to try, but she REALLY wanted to be taught by the extremely hot guy who was offering lessons. There was no doubt that she thought J.A. was incredibly delicious, and she wasn't ashamed to flirt mercilessly. Everyone around school knew about the history between him and Audrey, but it wasn't like she was doing anything wrong. Lia liked to flirt and have fun, and if they had fun together then that was even better. She wasn't homewrecking or anything, so she was content to have her fun and enjoy the attention.
After the surprising conversation on her journal, during which she discovered the delightfully sexy fact that her lord J.A. could speak French, she was even more eager to get down to the half pipe now. Logging off, she hurried around her room, putting together an appropriately cute snow bunny outfit as she went. She didn't have much use for warm clothes on the island, so Lia was making the most of it by showing off her cutest winter clothing. Leaving her golden hair down in waves, and for once not wearing makeup, she decided she was ready. They would be working hard, most likely, so she would sweat off whatever she put on.
Grabbing her skis just in case, she hurried out of Azaira dorms and down to the half pipe with a bounce in her step. Lia tossed waves and winks to her classmates as she went, and she was grateful for the cooling spell she used to make sure she didn't overheat in her clothes on the way to the snow. It was amazing to see how they'd constructed the whole thing once she got there, and Lia's eyes widened in awe for a second before she went crunching through the barrier. Shielding her eyes against the sun bouncing off the stark white snow, she smiled when she spotted J.A. and his friends not far away. Lia headed over quickly, coming right up behind her English cutie and slapping him playfully on the butt in greeting. "Bonjour, ma tres beau garcon!"