Sara was normally a great bowler, but tonight she was doing worse than usual - which apparently was about even with how Thierry did, unless he was just as distracted as she was, in which case Sara just wanted to laugh about it together and get over the nerves. She did giggle at what he said, though. Thierry always said the cutest things. And personally she liked his hair longer like that, especially when he had to brush it out of his eyes.
Sara squared up at the line, toes just behind it, and she aimed her shot. Her skirt was long enough not to give a show when she bent over, but short enough to show plenty of legs. Sara had been on the tennis team since coming to the school, and she loved running, so her long legs were toned. Her skin, as an arctic fox maybe or maybe because of her northern Canadian genetics, was naturally pretty pale, but her runs on the beach with Clara and Pavel had gotten her some sun.
Sara pulled the ball back and let it go down the lane, managing to score all the pins except for one. "Dang it!" She put her hands on her hips to glare at the pin, then turned to smile at Thierry, tossing her long braid over her shoulder. "Just kidding, I did that on purpose."
Lightly, she trotted over to where he was sitting and waited for her ball to come back. "I'm having such a great time with you today, Thierry. I'm glad we're doing this."
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Confronted with the question she didn't want to answer the most, not even to herself, Sara froze up and looked for a moment like a deer caught in the headlights. She put her brush down and let out a long sigh. "I don't know. He's just... different now. More mature. I think he kind of got his heart broken with the last girl he was into and now-- Well, now he wants something more." Her tone and expression got a bit dreamy as she thought about it. "You know, more than a fling."
Sara took a deep breath. "Okay, so I like him. And I'm sorry I hid it from you, but you have to understand! I know what Thierry's reputation is. And you know how I feel about love. I didn't want you to think-- to think that I had, like, you know, tossed all my morals out the window. I haven't. We barely kissed. He asked me out for Valentine's Day and walked me to the dorm room door and then he just... kissed me." Sara's smile softened. "We've been sort of seeing each other since then."