La vie joyeux (Open)

Janet ran a hand through her hair as she looked in the mirror. She wrinkled her nose at her cut-off t-shirt and tight jeans. What she really needed was some nice Paris shopping. A couple sundresses, a pair of pumped sandals or two, something that she could wear around the beautiful city other than just skinny jeans, which (quite foolishly on her part) were the nicest clothing she had thought to pack in her tiny suitcase.

She combed, then braided her hair quickly and tied it off with a little ribbon. She nodded at herself in the mirror, ready to begin her pursuit of Paris-worthy clothing. She grabbed a small purse with her wallet in it and whisked out of her room, a huge grin on her face. The rumbling of her stomach as the elevator lumbered towards the ground floor of the hotel told Janet it may be a good idea to grab lunch while she was out.

Moments later Janet was walking down Champs-Élysées, grinning and looking around at all the building and shops around her, eyes peeled for an ideal restaurant or boutique. Her eyes lit up even more when she saw a familiar face in the crowd. It was the girl from by the lake!

"Excusez-moi! Mademoiselle? Tess?" She called, walking towards the girl and waving with a grin.

Janet made her way to Tess, grinning. "Bonjour à vous aussi." Janet said, quite happy with the progress she was making with her french. "I'm just here on a vacation, though I'm planning on staying a slight bit longer than I first anticipated. This place is just so beautiful." She had planned on staying for only a week but decided to extend the vacation slightly, so one Sierra Stark could help teach her French without the trouble of having to learn the basics over mail. She figured he would stay until she knew the basics and then leave the rest to mail.

"I hadn't expected to run into you here either. I thought you lived in London?" Though then again, what did she know? She hadn't even thought to buy proper French clothing the whole time she'd been here.

Janet herself had been surprised when her parents had allowed her to come to France. While she had been dreaming of it her whole like Janet had never really been anywhere outside of Hogsmeade, Diagon Alley, and Hogwarts, especially not without her parents' supervision, so when they had allowed  Janet to come to Paris (as long as she called every day) and even paid for her flight and hotel, she been overjoyed. She had grabbed her travel jar, filled with money she'd been saving since she was little, and threw together a suitcase.

Janet watched and walked beside Tess as she received and paid for a bundle of flowers, laughing softly at her question. She hadn't realized her question was funny but her face spread into a grin nonetheless fo at least she had made the other girl laugh. The other girl explained that she was born in Paris and Janet's eyes widened.

"Oh, comme c'est bête de moi, yes I remember that now, that you transferred that is. I never was exactly sure where you transfered from though I remember the school being Beauxbatons" Janet smiled. "It's so nice that you can see your grand-mere still."

Tess then asked another question to which Janet just smiled and looked around at their surroundings, gesturing outwards as they walked. "This is what brought me here! This whole place is just full of life and energy. I've always wanted to come to France since I was a little girl. I've had a jar set aside that I put spare money in and that's how I'm going to be able to afford the shopping and the food and everything here. No, my family is at home, just me and my parents."

Janet grinned and nodded. She didn't really have what you could call a "confidant", but she didn't really have much she felt she would need to confide in someone else for. Her parents had always been pretty close, so they were really all Janet had ever needed. Though, it did get lonely sometimes, for there wasn't really any close friends that she could share secrets with, or anything else. She sent occasional letters to her Grandparents, who she saw twice a year, and that was about it. Her world was pretty limited to herself, her family, and a couple friends that didn't really seem to know her at all.

But Janet didn't need any of that. Most of the time it didn't bother her and she didn't even think about it. She instead wrote, and read. Good lord she read, the nearby library Janet frequented didn't have a book she hadn't read, other than the occasional shipment of brand new books they received.

"I think it's so great that you're that close to her. Family can be there for you when others can't and you know you have someone to come to if you need them."

Janet took a moment to think. She had been here for almost a week and had seen lots of amazing things, so she just tried to think of the most prominent things. "Well, let's see. I visited the Eiffel tower, of course, I've been to several museums and such, I even got to see the outside of the Versailles Palace. Though, to be honest my favorite part has just been walking down streets and exploring, looking at the architecture and observing people in their element, you know?"

"So is she your mom's or your dad's mother?" she watched the other girl as they watched, interested in learning about the girl beside her. She intruiged Janet in a way she couldn't even explain but she tried to answer as many questions as she asked, not wanting the other girl to grow self-concious about answering the various questions.

"Yes, I have! I've explored a little bit on each side and they are both wonderful and beautiful in thier own way." She grinned and tilted her head at her. "Why do you ask?" Surely the other girl could just cross herself to see.

Janet's eyes were everywhere as she talked, whether on Tess, on her surroundings, or on her feet which she placed one directly in front of the other like walking on a tight rope. She made sure to look at the other witch as she talked though, out of respect.