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sweetpinkpixie · 07-16-2013, 08:00 AM

loser like me

Could he go home now? Things here were just as bad as they were back home. Everyone tried to ignore him because they thought he was loser. He had been told by his parents not to mind what others thought. Everyone started somewhere. Hard to do when all you wanted was to be accepted.

The first year's feet suddenly were over his head, floating, and the mocking voice of Peeves echoed through the corridor.

"I see London. I see France. I see Airhead's golden underpants!"

Love him or hate him, people knew the poltergeist's name and Airey suddenly felt inspired.

07-16-2013, 08:00 AM	#12 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,132 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fourth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf *loser like me* Could he go home now? Things here were just as bad as they were back home. Everyone tried to ignore him because they thought he was loser. He had been told by his parents not to mind what others thought. Everyone started somewhere. Hard to do when all you wanted was to be accepted. The first year's feet suddenly were over his head, floating, and the mocking voice of Peeves echoed through the corridor. "I see London. I see France. I see Airhead's golden underpants!" Love him or hate him, people knew the poltergeist's name and Airey suddenly felt inspired. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like