September 1
[Sometime after 11]

Samson Carswell is the most confusing person I've hever had a chance to meet. And I don't know if this is good or bad - he stands out, that's for sure. But he also gives me a crazy headache and makesme blush a lot and feel both incredible and stupid and silly and pretty much foolish. Also, he gives me goose bumps. I'm not sure. Good or bad? He makes me think much more than anyone else ever has and it's infuriating, you know? Merlin, he's got this fascinating aura to him. Like, he doesn't spek much, unless he's with that friend of his or being ticked off by someone, like that one girl from dinner. Most of the time, though, he seems quiet and withdrawn. Then, he's suddenly laughing and joking and being all playful with Mister Ryan. Ugh, I don't know if it's because he doesn't to talk or if he just doesn't want to talk to me or something.

Not that this should be bothering me.

Samson Carswell is a stupid boy. And there will be many, many better boys out there than him.

I wish he would notice me though. We will not write such foolish things, Issy. Mature, confident. There is no need of Samson Carswell in our lives.

Other than that, I've safely arrived at Hogwarts and, as highly anticipated, been sorted Ravenclaw. Daddy will be utterly proud when I tell him. Sam is also a Ravenclaw. Already, I know many Ravenclaws - Mister Ryan, Samson, Juniper, this really rotten girl from the opening feast. Callie was sorted Slytherin and Aiden a Gryffindor. How sad. I hoped one, or both, really, would be Ravenclaws with me. However, as rotten as it is to say, I'm glad they're not in a House together. Callie... almost seems like... a control freak. Maybe it's very paranoid of me, but I just kind of feel like she doesn't want Aiden and I to be very close friends.

Sometimes, my friendship with her feels funny. Strange.

Of course, I've hardly known her very long. I may just be being very silly.

I cannot lie, though. Part of me really misses home. How strange it has been today, to not see Fredreich (he couldn't see me off at the train. It was terribly sad. Though, he did give me a sweet little note that I shall post in here) or Mattio or Mummy or Daddy. Already, I miss my bed and Gaia the pony and the stables and running amuck with Fredreich and Mattio. Somehow, I even miss the chaos of the kitchen while dinner is being prepared. This doesn't feel right. Just a small case of homesickness. Surely, it won't be long before I get used to Hogwarts.

I want to continue writing, but I feel so exhausted and the girls in the room are finally slowing their chatter. Hopefully they'll be asleep soon, so I can be, too. G'night.

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[Posted: From Fredreich's letter]

Dear Tellie;

I apologize for not being able to see you off at the train station, but you know I wouldn't have been able to get through the barrier anyway. I'm but a Muggle, after all. The house won't be the same without you around. I don't know how Mattio and I are going to manage, without our Queen and the Champion of Statues and the Best Chess player around. Playtime won't be the same and even though he won't admit it, I know Mattio will miss you. He's just still upset about not being able to go. Poor kid.

I just wanted to remind you, though, that you've been a great friend. You guys are an amazing family and I'm so overjoyed your parents took me in as they did. It's been a great fortunancy to meet you, Tellie, and while your'e at school, we'll do our best to manage without you. Just remember how amazing you are and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Anyone would be lucky to have you on their side. Don't forget that and never let anyone make you believe otherwise. You'll promise me that, right?

Good.

Keep in touch, Tellie. Just because you're making new friends doesn't mean you can forget about us.

Love,
Fredreich.

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A few drops have smudged and blurred the ink of her own neat handwriting and the parchment lined with scrawling ink.

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This is the journal of my SS RP charrie, Isabella Cortella. Naturally, everything read in here is unknown to anyone else. =] It's just a nice way to track her thoughts and convey what's going on in that little head of hers. Heehee. Plus, I'm somewhat obsessed with this character, so you can't honestly blame me, now can you? =P Anyway. Feedback is allowed and welcomed, encouraged, especially. :3 And if you wanna know any more, go ahead and ask. =] Teehee. Enjoy!

Awww c'mon, rotten girl? *pokes Issy* Well, alright, I admit it, she IS kinda rotten

I wanna read more about this Issy/Samson relationship

Samson... might get mentioned... a lot

Poor Issy. She can't help it! SHE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND WHY SAMSON IS SO SPECIAL! She wants to convince herself SO badly that he's a stupid boy, so she'll stop crushing on this boy who doesn't even seem to like her back. =[

Poor baby.

I shall be writing more. MUCH more. =]]

ENJOY!

Yaaaay we've got the Professors on our side! xD Not that Samsson is like, NOT obvious or anything. But you know, the shipping monster knows cute fluff when it sees it, yeah?

I really like this idea, myself. :3 Hence why I'm writing it. I think it's fun to track Issy's thoughts.

MOR CAN HAZ COME NOW!

Hey. You know your character well. =P Issy has her thoughts, anyway. And can we really deny her the funnies that make us chortle? Teehee.

MORE COMING LOVE!

-rolls- Oh, Callie. You can't hold it against ME what Issy says about you. And shall I even pull out quotes of what YOU think about darlingest Issy? Ahhh that's what I thought.

Issy: AIDEN AND I CAN BE FRIENDS IF WE WANT!
-covers Issy's mouth-

Anyway. Thank you, PicklePie ^____^ I'm glad you enjoy. I figured YOU would get a kick out of Issy's inner monologue. =]


And now cheeldren. I present to you.

MOAR! (It's short, I know. But. Yah. xD)

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September 2
[Sometime after 10 am]

I haven’t got much time to write this – I’ve just run upstairs to change my shoes but had to quickly scribble this down, so my handwriting probably looks all scratchy and hard to read but I have to get this out as quickly as I can. Suddenly, I’m not even sure what to write or what to say but I kind of feel like Samson and I had a MOMENT. But I don’t know what KIND of moment or if it was a moment at all.

I was sitting on the couch, talking to Juniper about going outside (I wish the rain would just not come!) and suddenly, Samson topples over the back of the couch and is in my lap. Which was, in itself, totally shocking and made it hard to breathe. But then! THEN! When he DID sit up, he totally leant over towards me and had his arm behind me and surely he was playing around but the point remained he was so CLOSE to me and I couldn’t BREATHE and it was just so surprising and shocking! I was so giddy, too, because he was grinning and laughing and playing along.

I love it when he calls me little flower; I shouldn’t, because it’s merely a nickname, but I do, oh so very much. Bad Isabella! Samson is merely a stupid boy and you should think nothing more of him.

Which is why you should stop blushing right now!

STOP IT ISABELLA! No boy is so special and no boy has ever BEEN this special. So stop flushing and acting like a fool. There’s nothing that great about him. Sure, he looks amazing and he seems really mysterious and alluring and getting him to smile or laugh is a challenging game in itself but why should you jump through so many hoops? So. Stop it.

…it was totally a moment, though, wasn’t it?

Ag! Juniper is waiting! I need to get downstairs.

Alright... Sorry Prachi but from now I'mma wear Issy/Samson t-shirts instead of Sabrina/Samson XD So sorry but I just can't handle it

Those two are just waaaaay too cute *giggles at Issy*

I love how she couldn't breathe XD

Hahahahah the shipping monster knows cute ships when it sees them. It also knows angsty ships like Ashlie/Mike

She seems very emotionally confused. Poor dear. Haha she's what eleven though? Completely adorable <3

I just got this great mental image of YOU acting the same way around a boy. All giggly and stuff. Haha how adorable.

This made me laugh. Yes Isabella it was TOTALLY a moment.


GIVE THE SHIPPING MONSTER MOAR

oooho! So this is what you-all were talking about! I like it, but I'm going to have to lock up my memory of it as soon as I comment.

That is SOO cute. She's describing herself to herself. I did that when I was eleven but I had no one like Samson so I was able to breathe. Unless I just decided to not breathe.

What? That's a lie! Admit you like him, Issy! You'll never have peace until you admit it! Trust me, I know! Been there, done that!

Issy shouldn't lie to herself, it's bad for the sanity and if she doesn't admit she likes him she'll never get over him.

I like this. Issy is entertaining. Can I be her psychiatrist? I think she might need counseling, but don't we all?

BAHAHAHA.

Tsk. It was wrong to ship Sabrina/Samson in the first place. They're just frieeeends! Though I admit they have their moments, too. :]

Yaaayz for gaining more shippers.

And yaaayz 'Shriee for writing more!

Great big Author's Note coming in and then I'll have an update tonight. =] (I think I wanna keep my comment replies and story seperate. To keep up the look of the journal. xD)

I personally love Issy's point of view. She's obviously 11. Try as she might to act older, in the end it fails and she thinks silly little childish thoughts that make us squeal with glee.

xD It was easier to just change shoes than to search the Common Room. Later, she'll either a.) find the shoe or b.) realize she can accio it. xD LOLOL

I can't wait for that day. Issy can show him her journal one day. ROFL

<33333 SQUEEEEEE

I love it when I convert people. =] Teehee. They're just completely meant to be. -nods-

Glad you loved it. ^___^ Thanks!

-envisions these t-shirts- AHAHAHHAHAA Samssy is taking over! Fluff wins people over. -nods-

Issy takes pleasure in your comment and would like to say: I know I'm cute Thank you very much. =]

Ahhh yes, the inability to breathe when your soul mate is around. Even if she doesn't realize he's her soul mate.

Awwww, poor Sabrina. -pets her-

Does she like Samson? (I've heard that she does so I just want to get my story straight. )

I'm sure in time it will be acceptable. xD