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Austin · 06-01-2008, 07:39 AM

Ooc- LOL! -sniggers- I have a feeling Quency-kins will get the chance to really get to his thoughts surrounding the topic of Mozzie real soon...

Inez started giggling with a cruel kind of enjoyment as she thought about the nose. It had gone so very badly... But with the next statement she fell silent and frowned. "What?" Blink.

For once it didn't take long for her to process. And she was officially irked. "She--" She pointed off in some random direction. "He--" Now at Quentin. "NO! She can't. She just.. EWw and NO!"

Quentin looked up from his hardly touched food and right at Boo. Carly Kennedy? Oh she had to be joking. First of all, it was Carly. Sure, she'd go for anyone, but it was Quentin. And she didn't keep much interest and those who didn't have any interrest in her. Second, again, it was Quentin. Yeah, he could certainly pass as attractive, but he wasn't Nolan and Tristan.

And now, on top of it all Inez was irked. "'Nez I'm sure she wa-"

Inez ignored his mutters and interrupted with all the little secrets and things she'd heard about the girl. "She shaves her arms! And her parents are in the middle of this GINORMOUS divorce all because of her! And I saw her cheat off someone once! And her name isn't even Carly! It's Carmelina-Lewana." She crossed her arms bitterly for a moment.

Hense what the pack rat can store.

Quentin found himself glancing down at the other end of the table, hoping she wasn't loud enough for everyone else to hear. Or for Kennedy to hear... His eyes wandered back to Mozzie at her words. Was she trying to say that he wasn't good enough for anyone? And that the only reason that anyone would possibly look at him was to get Inez riled?

Ouch.

Well overall he could really care less... At least about Carly that was. What he really wanted was the conversation to end. He opened his mouth to say something and yet again was interrupted! Sigh.

"What do you mean what's he gonna do about it huh?" Inez asked, looking at Mozzie now. "He's gonna do nothing! She's eww and horrible and he's better than her," she ended up concluding to herself, stabbing her soggy pancake like it was a certain someone's face.

"What she said.. 'Bout the nothing part," he muttered uncomfortably as he once again looked down at his plate.

"She said that I should be all by my onsie since she didn't get how I could sit at the same table with people above my level and so much smarter than me. So she started it!" Inez answered Motzie as she attempted to get a piece of pancake off the end of her fork.

"Well you sort of riped her shirt.."

"Accident," she managed to answer in a sing songy kind of voice, finally flicking the food off the fork.

"And again, she was probably looking at the Pretty Twins over here," he added as a by-the-way statement, running a hand through his dark hair, as was his habit.

What a horrible day. And oh look! Only still morning. He was like a freaking target! What happened to being half ignored? He missed that. He looked over at Tristan. Yes Storme seemed to know him well. "Who likes pie?" he said rhetorically, so as to say that yes! A subject change would be great.

"I'm still over it," Inez added in.

Harmonizer · 06-01-2008, 12:33 PM

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Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron

"Eeeeek! Hurry, huuuuurrry!" Mozzie cried as a rumble grew from her stomach and the doors to the Great Hall drew nearer. She picked up speed, tugging again at the boys as she ran for the door.

She'd have to slip something out of the Great Hall. At least at lunch, when she had her bag with her. It was hard to manuever napkins full of cookies and rolls out of the Great Hall without something to carry it in.

Humming happily, she pushed open the doors to the Great Hall, waving happily at the Ravenclaw table, (though rather uncertain of who was even seated there.)

Still dragging the boys, she seated herself at the table with Georgie, nearby Arianna. Then she turned straight to Georgie.

"You disappeared last night," she stated, a rather accusatory tone in her voice, while her hands grappled at all the food around her.

Nolan sighed and grabbed her hands, pulling them back. "Watch where you're putting that food," he lectured softly, having just stopped Mozzie from spilling a fried egg into her lag. "Pardon her," he explained to Georgie. "She's ah... got an excess of energy." Then his eyes slid to Quentin. "Perhaps someone should help her use it up."

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"'Course it won't be gone, Nezzy!" Boo cried, though she hurried forward. "Let's go!"

And off she ran, with Tristan trailing behind. He didn't run so much as... scampered? It was surely an odd sight.

Not long after Mozzie and Co. had seated themselves did Boo fling open the doors of the Great Hall, marching herself towards the Ravenclaw table.

"Ayyyyy! Good morrow' sweet maties! How's the brekkie treating ye?" Then she sat down beside Georgie, wiggling over, before glancing up and blinking at her. "You! Yarrr! Ye be the one 'oo ditched us for serial heart breaker yonder, aye?"

Tristan groaned, lowring himself down on Mozzie's other side, across from Boo. He sent her a gentle tap to the shin with his shoe.

"Boo has... an excess load of energy."

Just as she was about to eat, Georgie was soon joined by her friends at the table, with Mozzie and Boo sitting on either side of her. "G'morning guys!" She greeted them happily with a giggle.

Well, you could honestly this bunch was one of the tightest friends around. They even said the same things! Even when Boo was speaking unlike herself today. Hehe.

"Aww! I'm sorry you guys!" She said, a smile still evident on her face. "It's just that, well..." She lowered her voice and leaned forward a bit. "Me and Hugo were out last night. And, eeeeek! It was just, the best!" She was trying her hardest not to squeal, really. "And Boo! He's not a heart breaker! He's a really nice guy. Kind of a flirt, though, but then so am I! Auberon's the heart breaker, and we all know that. Hmph." She gave a small pout and stuck her tongue out good-humoredly. What could she say, she was in a good mood!

Then she turned from Nolan to Tristan, blinking at them (Well, kind of blushing when she looked at Tristan. He was still cute!). "You guys said the same things again! Heeee!" She couldn't help but giggle. So what, maybe she had some excess energy, too. And being around these people only added to the energized feel.

Oh, and that look that Nollie gave Quentin as he said something about using up Mozzie's energy, no matter how inconspicuous he intended it to be, made Georgie's eyes turn into wide, curious orbs. Now the energy was REALLY up!

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Hugo glanced at his watch. MEEP! Gee would definitely be up by now. He threw his magazine aside, and pulled on some clean clothes. Scruffing up his hair, he made his way out of Ravenclaw tower, and into the Great Hall. His expression softened as he saw her. Aaaaah. Like a breath of fresh air. He quickly stepped towards her, and slipped his hands over her eyes.

"Morning beautiful." Hugo said softly in her ear, grinning.

And she felt like she was just about ready to burst into little tiny pieces.

As familiar, warm hands slid around her face, covering her eyes, Georgie gave a little yelp of surprise, then giggled once more. She knew he'd come. She knew it was him even if he hadn't spoken. But then again, the words he uttered sent shivers down her spine. She gently peeled his hands off her face and looked up at him. "Hugooo!" She beamed happily, then handed him his jacket. "Thanks for this." And she was trying not to blush. Eeeek.

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Cleo paused as she heard his voice in her ear. Okaaay, why was he going into the girl's dormitory? She smiled back, her eyes twinkling. Slightly. "Morning Auberon." She said brightly, and flashed her perfect smile. It didn't quite match up to Etain's. Merrr.

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Etain fluttered her eyes open and pulled aside the drapery around her bed. And there he was, in all his shining glory. "Ah, my love, care to be my wake up call this morning?" She smiled before getting up and kissing on the lips. "Mmm you taste minty." She giggled before backing up and looking down at what she was wearing. Crap, she was in her silk nightdress. She gave a soft light laugh, "Oh Auberon, you caught me in my drawers."

Auberon was glad Cleo didn't take offense from last night's happenings. Well, of course she wouldn't! The girls would have to have gotten used to his unavailability by now. Still, he was free to flirt. Not to have serious relationships. That was for Etain alone. He gave her a nod as she proceeded downstairs, and moved to gather his Etain in his arms.

"G'morning my lovely Queen," he greeted with a wide smile as he kissed her gently back. "Yes, I was kind of in the mood. Haha. And, thank you. I just brushed my teeth, in case you decided to do just that," he explained with a sly wink. He then watched her survey herself, then smirked. "Well Etain, I'm kind of still in my pajamas myself, only I covered it with a robe, see?" He moved the robe slightly to revela emerald green silk pajamas. "You don't have to change if you don't want to." Hah!

Hermione_loves_Ron · 06-01-2008, 09:39 PM

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Originally Posted by Padie

While these thoughts attacked her mind she didn't notice her path. Only did she see that she was walking towards the Great Hall when her eyes met that beautiful hair she knew only too well. The guy she had been thinking of was right before her eyes. Stopping dead on her tracks, she watched him walk for a few minutes and gulped.

She had to talk to him. But could she talk to him? And what would she said?

No, it was better to stay away. Yes. Staying away was the best option since she'd do nothing but bore him or make a fool out of herself.

But then again, it was now or never. And she missed him. She missed him too much. And if he did get bored or if she started to feel unusually weird... well, she could always attempt to escape somehow.

And so, before she could run away from herself, she filled her lungs with air and her body with the courage she did not possess. "Good morning, Ollie!," She called while forcing her feet to move again even if they were doing it in a slower manner.

For a moment, Ollie wasn't sure if he had heard his voice. For a while, he used to imagine hearing sweet Hannah's voice calling for him. She would always call in that sweet, sing-song voice, splitting up the syllables of his name. "Ooooooooooooll-iiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee" and though it was his own imagination, it always made goose pimples rise on his skin and the hair stand on end.

But this was not sweet Hannah's voice, he knew. Hannah had never been much of a morning person. And this voice lacked that sing-song quality that Hannah's always had.

He turned around to find Roisín down the hall from him, making her way to him.

"Oh! G'morning, Roisín," he greeted her, waving and hiking his bag on his shoulder, adjusting it. "Off to breakfast?" .

Honestly, he knew little of this Roisín girl. She had always seemed, to him, a bit shy and quiet. But an outsider's view could always be a skewed perspective. For instance, until this moment, he'd never noticed how curly and vibrant her hair was. With the golden light of the sunrise spilling in through the windows of the hall washed over her hair, the red and the gold mingled in a manner that could only be described as beautiful and he realized, suddenly, he had to paint that.

Sunset.

"What are you doing tonight?" the boy murmured, caught up in his artistic visionary. His head tipped to the right and part of his hair fell over his face as he gazed upon her hair, looking at the golden light dancing on the curls. Why had he never noticed this before?!

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Originally Posted by Austin

Ooc- LOL! -sniggers- I have a feeling Quency-kins will get the chance to really get to his thoughts surrounding the topic of Mozzie real soon...

Inez started giggling with a cruel kind of enjoyment as she thought about the nose. It had gone so very badly... But with the next statement she fell silent and frowned. "What?" Blink.

For once it didn't take long for her to process. And she was officially irked. "She--" She pointed off in some random direction. "He--" Now at Quentin. "NO! She can't. She just.. EWw and NO!"

Quentin looked up from his hardly touched food and right at Boo. Carly Kennedy? Oh she had to be joking. First of all, it was Carly. Sure, she'd go for anyone, but it was Quentin. And she didn't keep much interest and those who didn't have any interrest in her. Second, again, it was Quentin. Yeah, he could certainly pass as attractive, but he wasn't Nolan and Tristan.

And now, on top of it all Inez was irked. "'Nez I'm sure she wa-"

Inez ignored his mutters and interrupted with all the little secrets and things she'd heard about the girl. "She shaves her arms! And her parents are in the middle of this GINORMOUS divorce all because of her! And I saw her cheat off someone once! And her name isn't even Carly! It's Carmelina-Lewana." She crossed her arms bitterly for a moment.

Hense what the pack rat can store.

Quentin found himself glancing down at the other end of the table, hoping she wasn't loud enough for everyone else to hear. Or for Kennedy to hear... His eyes wandered back to Mozzie at her words. Was she trying to say that he wasn't good enough for anyone? And that the only reason that anyone would possibly look at him was to get Inez riled?

Ouch.

Well overall he could really care less... At least about Carly that was. What he really wanted was the conversation to end. He opened his mouth to say something and yet again was interrupted! Sigh.

"What do you mean what's he gonna do about it huh?" Inez asked, looking at Mozzie now. "He's gonna do nothing! She's eww and horrible and he's better than her," she ended up concluding to herself, stabbing her soggy pancake like it was a certain someone's face.

"What she said.. 'Bout the nothing part," he muttered uncomfortably as he once again looked down at his plate.

"She said that I should be all by my onsie since she didn't get how I could sit at the same table with people above my level and so much smarter than me. So she started it!" Inez answered Motzie as she attempted to get a piece of pancake off the end of her fork.

"Well you sort of riped her shirt.."

"Accident," she managed to answer in a sing songy kind of voice, finally flicking the food off the fork.

"And again, she was probably looking at the Pretty Twins over here," he added as a by-the-way statement, running a hand through his dark hair, as was his habit.

What a horrible day. And oh look! Only still morning. He was like a freaking target! What happened to being half ignored? He missed that. He looked over at Tristan. Yes Storme seemed to know him well. "Who likes pie?" he said rhetorically, so as to say that yes! A subject change would be great.

"I'm still over it," Inez added in.

OoC: He better. Cos I will be the first to admit that I'm a sucker for fluff and Quozzie just screams FLUFF! to me. Plus, I like to know what people are thinking.

These kids were like a headache in a can. Hanging his head, Tristan ran his long fingers through his hair, raking it up and left them there. Why couldn't they let anything drop? And why was Inez so set on bringing down this stupid girl? Couldn't he just... ignore her? Ugh.

Yet there they all obsessed over it and Quentin didn't even seem to want to be a part of the conversation and they kept on chattering away. When were they going to... grow up?

No... Tristan couldn't imagine a matured version of his group of friends. They just wouldn't be the same people, would they?

Boo waved a fork at Inez, a bit of pancake hanging for dear life to the tongs. "You need to end this fued. She's not worth all this fuss and babble. We should be talking about more fun things. Like... the 'study group' I want to form. We'll eat lots of food and listen to music and dance around."

"...so, where's the study part fit in?" asked Nolan, raising an inquisitive brow.

"Right. When we get tired from dancing, we can pause to study for a while. You know, it's been said that you shouldn't study for long periods of time without breaks."

"I think those are only fifteen minute breaks, though," Mozzie pointed out.

"Shh! Whatever! You know you're in!"

"Of course I'm in!"

"Inez? Of course you are. Quentin, you'll come, right? Right? And Nolan has to come - he's a Prefect and will be 'supervising' us and Stormy, you'll come. Right? Right Stormy?"

Tristan sighed and shook his head, conceding. Yes. He'd be there, if only to be the only one studying.

"Hurraaah!" cheered Mozzie. "We'll have to get the others, too. Like love-struck Georgie over here and Grace who was tumbling round the Common Room with Taylor. What's with everyone? Holy sugar sticks!" Was everyone hooking up? "Ich. Look! Schedules are being passed out."

For emphasis of her dislike, Mozzie curled up in a ball on the bench and ducked her head beneath the table. If I can't see them, they can't see me (said the Ostrich).

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Just as she was about to eat, Georgie was soon joined by her friends at the table, with Mozzie and Boo sitting on either side of her. "G'morning guys!" She greeted them happily with a giggle.

Well, you could honestly this bunch was one of the tightest friends around. They even said the same things! Even when Boo was speaking unlike herself today. Hehe.

"Aww! I'm sorry you guys!" She said, a smile still evident on her face. "It's just that, well..." She lowered her voice and leaned forward a bit. "Me and Hugo were out last night. And, eeeeek! It was just, the best!" She was trying her hardest not to squeal, really. "And Boo! He's not a heart breaker! He's a really nice guy. Kind of a flirt, though, but then so am I! Auberon's the heart breaker, and we all know that. Hmph." She gave a small pout and stuck her tongue out good-humoredly. What could she say, she was in a good mood!

Then she turned from Nolan to Tristan, blinking at them (Well, kind of blushing when she looked at Tristan. He was still cute!). "You guys said the same things again! Heeee!" She couldn't help but giggle. So what, maybe she had some excess energy, too. And being around these people only added to the energized feel.

Oh, and that look that Nollie gave Quentin as he said something about using up Mozzie's energy, no matter how inconspicuous he intended it to be, made Georgie's eyes turn into wide, curious orbs. Now the energy was REALLY up!

And she felt like she was just about ready to burst into little tiny pieces.

As familiar, warm hands slid around her face, covering her eyes, Georgie gave a little yelp of surprise, then giggled once more. She knew he'd come. She knew it was him even if he hadn't spoken. But then again, the words he uttered sent shivers down her spine. She gently peeled his hands off her face and looked up at him. "Hugooo!" She beamed happily, then handed him his jacket. "Thanks for this." And she was trying not to blush. Eeeek.
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Where Inez was Boo's other best friend, Georgie had always felt like Mozzie's other beset friend. So naturally, one could understand why she felt so miffed for being ditched by Georgie for a boy.

"The best," muttered Mozzie. "Better, then, than hanging out with us, I guess?" Perhaps she was feeling catty, but she felt rather betrayed by this. She didn't choose boys over Georgie or Boo or Nolan or anyone in their group. So... granted she never had really had a boyfriend or actual romantic ties with other boys. And, okay, all her favorite males were always around her anyway.

But this was different!

Couldn't she have been with them and that boy?

Hmph.

Then, in typical childish fashion, she turned her face away from Georgie, a pout on her lips.

Padie · 06-01-2008, 10:13 PM

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Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron

For a moment, Ollie wasn't sure if he had heard his voice. For a while, he used to imagine hearing sweet Hannah's voice calling for him. She would always call in that sweet, sing-song voice, splitting up the syllables of his name. "Ooooooooooooll-iiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee" and though it was his own imagination, it always made goose pimples rise on his skin and the hair stand on end.

But this was not sweet Hannah's voice, he knew. Hannah had never been much of a morning person. And this voice lacked that sing-song quality that Hannah's always had.

He turned around to find Roisín down the hall from him, making her way to him.

"Oh! G'morning, Roisín," he greeted her, waving and hiking his bag on his shoulder, adjusting it. "Off to breakfast?" .

Honestly, he knew little of this Roisín girl. She had always seemed, to him, a bit shy and quiet. But an outsider's view could always be a skewed perspective. For instance, until this moment, he'd never noticed how curly and vibrant her hair was. With the golden light of the sunrise spilling in through the windows of the hall washed over her hair, the red and the gold mingled in a manner that could only be described as beautiful and he realized, suddenly, he had to paint that.

Sunset.

"What are you doing tonight?" the boy murmured, caught up in his artistic visionary. His head tipped to the right and part of his hair fell over his face as he gazed upon her hair, looking at the golden light dancing on the curls. Why had he never noticed this before?!

Once he turned around to face her, Roisín knew there was no turning back. There was no possibility for her to run away and hide so that he wouldn't notice the gentle pink that was now colouring her cheeks. There was no way she could hide the nervous twitching of her hands from him now, though she was able to at least make it less noticeable with the help of the case where she had stored all of her painting material. Thank Merlin for that!

Smiling at him, she nodded once she reached him. "Yes. I suppose you're going to the Great Hall as well then?" She asked, keeping her voice as normal as she could, which she was actually managing quite well.

Once she found his eyes looking at her, absorbing every detail of her hair, she couldn't help but grow red, so that her face and her hair had almost the same tone. While he watched her, she found herself diving into his beautiful eyes, she found herself immersed in them and she was no longer certain whether she could come back to the surface or not, such was the power of his look.

And why was it that his face looked so smooth? So smooth that she craved to place her hand on top of it and see if it felt just as she imagined it did. It probably felt even better, for that was what he was: better than anyone could ever picture. He was an angel. An angel she would never be able to reach to due to his perfectness.

Raising a hand to place a curl behind her ears, she felt even hotter at his question. Couldn't she just stop acting foolishly? "I... Nothing, really," She replied softly, biting her lower lip as she tried not to swoon as he tilted his head. Did he have any idea of how easily he could take her up to the clouds?

*Pandalicious* · 06-01-2008, 11:22 PM

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Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron

For a moment, Ollie wasn't sure if he had heard his voice. For a while, he used to imagine hearing sweet Hannah's voice calling for him. She would always call in that sweet, sing-song voice, splitting up the syllables of his name. "Ooooooooooooll-iiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee" and though it was his own imagination, it always made goose pimples rise on his skin and the hair stand on end.

But this was not sweet Hannah's voice, he knew. Hannah had never been much of a morning person. And this voice lacked that sing-song quality that Hannah's always had.

He turned around to find Roisín down the hall from him, making her way to him.

"Oh! G'morning, Roisín," he greeted her, waving and hiking his bag on his shoulder, adjusting it. "Off to breakfast?" .

Honestly, he knew little of this Roisín girl. She had always seemed, to him, a bit shy and quiet. But an outsider's view could always be a skewed perspective. For instance, until this moment, he'd never noticed how curly and vibrant her hair was. With the golden light of the sunrise spilling in through the windows of the hall washed over her hair, the red and the gold mingled in a manner that could only be described as beautiful and he realized, suddenly, he had to paint that.

Sunset.

"What are you doing tonight?" the boy murmured, caught up in his artistic visionary. His head tipped to the right and part of his hair fell over his face as he gazed upon her hair, looking at the golden light dancing on the curls. Why had he never noticed this before?!

OoC: He better. Cos I will be the first to admit that I'm a sucker for fluff and Quozzie just screams FLUFF! to me. Plus, I like to know what people are thinking.

These kids were like a headache in a can. Hanging his head, Tristan ran his long fingers through his hair, raking it up and left them there. Why couldn't they let anything drop? And why was Inez so set on bringing down this stupid girl? Couldn't he just... ignore her? Ugh.

Yet there they all obsessed over it and Quentin didn't even seem to want to be a part of the conversation and they kept on chattering away. When were they going to... grow up?

No... Tristan couldn't imagine a matured version of his group of friends. They just wouldn't be the same people, would they?

Boo waved a fork at Inez, a bit of pancake hanging for dear life to the tongs. "You need to end this fued. She's not worth all this fuss and babble. We should be talking about more fun things. Like... the 'study group' I want to form. We'll eat lots of food and listen to music and dance around."

"...so, where's the study part fit in?" asked Nolan, raising an inquisitive brow.

"Right. When we get tired from dancing, we can pause to study for a while. You know, it's been said that you shouldn't study for long periods of time without breaks."

"I think those are only fifteen minute breaks, though," Mozzie pointed out.

"Shh! Whatever! You know you're in!"

"Of course I'm in!"

"Inez? Of course you are. Quentin, you'll come, right? Right? And Nolan has to come - he's a Prefect and will be 'supervising' us and Stormy, you'll come. Right? Right Stormy?"

Tristan sighed and shook his head, conceding. Yes. He'd be there, if only to be the only one studying.

"Hurraaah!" cheered Mozzie. "We'll have to get the others, too. Like love-struck Georgie over here and Grace who was tumbling round the Common Room with Taylor. What's with everyone? Holy sugar sticks!" Was everyone hooking up? "Ich. Look! Schedules are being passed out."

For emphasis of her dislike, Mozzie curled up in a ball on the bench and ducked her head beneath the table. If I can't see them, they can't see me (said the Ostrich).

-will finish in a while-

Gabe looked up from his somewhat conversation going on with the girl next to him to find a whole mess of students seated around the table. "Hey guys!" He said, in a friendly tone. "Awesome party last night Boo." Gabe added, taking a sip of his pumpkin juice. After placing his goblet back on the table, he slid his hand into his pocket and retrieved a perfectly folded piece of paper - his schedule.

Gabe scanned it quickly, taking in all of his classes in one sweep.

Cheyizzle · 06-02-2008, 02:51 AM

Bridget looked around the room, hoping to find her close friend, but having no luck. She looked down at her, now closed, journal. She had done just a little work here and there as to make the smudges less visible. She was getting slightly fidgety with all of these people around her and no one that she knew herself personally. Sure, she knew people as an aquiantence but she never took it upon herself to get to know people in a more...interesting ways.

"I wonder where she is..." She spoke to herself, letting the sentence fade off into the air. Now looking around again, her right hand uncontiously held her journal a tad bit harder then needed. She felt like she was suffocating, of course she never did good in these kinds of situations and normally avoided them, either that or she would cling on to her friend, Vivi.

She normally did not act this bad in the mornings, but being the beginning of the school year, she wanted to make sure she had at least one period with her friend. 'Where is that little wench?' She thought to herself. Ah yes, Bridget's trade mark word, Wench. She stood up, lightly brushed any crumbs from the muffin off of her basketball shorts and calmly sat back down. One good thing about her being a vampire was that she was able to hide her emotions from others extremely well, better then when she was human at least.

Austin · 06-02-2008, 06:54 AM

Inez shook her head. No. Way. It wasn't going to happen. "I--" Her eyes widened. "OOoooo! A party?? I'm sooooo in! I like dancing and food and music!"

"Some study group..." Quentin said, officially pushing his plate farther away from the edge.

She rolled her eyes. "You say potato, I say kiwi." Was that right..? Aw well. "Same difference. Party... Study group... par- OH! Pictures! I wanna take pictures too. No actually..." She trailed off.

Quentin finally gave a small nod in Boo's direction. There was no point in saying he wouldn't go because then he'd either be dragged or pestered until he said yes. If he just never gave in he would never hear the end of it. Better to just go and get it over with. Plus he could actually attempt to use it for what it was meant to be. Or, rather, what the name would entail.

He glanced over at Inez. She looked like she was in some kind of deep thought. She held her drink like she was about to bring it to her lips, but didn't. She just stared for a while.

"Someone told me that cheese can smile! So... If you take a picture of cheese what does it say? 'Cause we say cheese even though we're not cheese which I still think is stupid unless the camera is cheese! But anyway! The cheese can't say cheese because it CHEESE!" She gave a heavy sigh. Clearly, she was just mystified and slightly irked that she couldn't figure the problem out.

So... Deep thoughts to a certain level. An Inez sort of level..

"Oh oh OH! And don't forget Ollie too! He should come..." And the fun thoughts were back! Hurrah! She grinned and took a big slurp out of the fluorescent straw.

"Schedules?! Where?!" She asked excitedly, practically spitting her staw out. "I want my schedule! It's so exciiiiiiiting!"

"More like a horror.."

"Exciting!" She trilled. "Oh hiiiiiii Georgie!"

Lexia_Black · 06-02-2008, 06:54 AM

Stella groaned. She tried to throw a pillow at the talking. All the talking... Her long brown hair fanned out in crazy rays as she pushed her head into a pillow, swearing lightly. Stupid morning, manly voice, stupid, minty, too early..Quittitch...

Kate could sleep through nearly anything, Clo being the morning-ish person of the group. Then there was Stella, a fierce protector of her beloved unconscious state. Stella the all-powerful stayed that way, even through sleep. Cracking a still-made-up eye, Kate looked over at her. She giggled groggily; Stell's mane fanned about and her long legs were stretched, barely bent, across her bed together. The comedic twist was her party dress, still on, and the drapery pulled halfhearted across the scene. One her pillows was also halfway across the room.

Eeerughhh, a spinning headache hit Kate as she tried to raise herself. Yes, it was definitely better under the covers. She tucked herself away, again, visions of the after party a la Room de Requirement et Firewhisky, making her stomach flutter. Resolving not to come out till summer, the small blonde kicked her heels off the side of the bed and snuggled a little closer to Stells. She and Stella had pushed their beds together to make a jumbo-King back in first year, and much to the house-elves disgruntlement, sealed it.

Dracos_Lady · 06-02-2008, 06:21 PM

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Originally Posted by Harmonizer

And she felt like she was just about ready to burst into little tiny pieces.

As familiar, warm hands slid around her face, covering her eyes, Georgie gave a little yelp of surprise, then giggled once more. She knew he'd come. She knew it was him even if he hadn't spoken. But then again, the words he uttered sent shivers down her spine. She gently peeled his hands off her face and looked up at him. "Hugooo!" She beamed happily, then handed him his jacket. "Thanks for this." And she was trying not to blush. Eeeek.[/color]

Hugo chuckled as Georgie slid his hands from her hands. He slipped into the seat beside her, and grinned. "Any time." His eyes smouldered as he took his jacket and shoved it on the seat beside him. "You have a lovely colour in your cheeks." He commented, using one solitary finger the stroke her cheek from her temple to the tip of her chin.

Noticing Mozzie looking slightly sour, Hugo turned on the charm. "Mornin' Mozzie. Good night last night?" He beamed at her.

Cleo picked at her food, not taking any notice of what she was eating. It was only when she dropped a piece of bacon down her top that she snapped out of her dreamy state. Blinking, she fished the greasy sliver and slapped it onto her plate. Yuck. She dropped her fork, and rubbed her eyes. Where on earth were those two lazy ratbags she called friends?

Frowning, Clo's eyes scanned the room for someone to talk to.

A Twisted Wicked Fate · 06-02-2008, 08:13 PM

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Auberon was glad Cleo didn't take offense from last night's happenings. Well, of course she wouldn't! The girls would have to have gotten used to his unavailability by now. Still, he was free to flirt. Not to have serious relationships. That was for Etain alone. He gave her a nod as she proceeded downstairs, and moved to gather his Etain in his arms.

"G'morning my lovely Queen," he greeted with a wide smile as he kissed her gently back. "Yes, I was kind of in the mood. Haha. And, thank you. I just brushed my teeth, in case you decided to do just that," he explained with a sly wink. He then watched her survey herself, then smirked. "Well Etain, I'm kind of still in my pajamas myself, only I covered it with a robe, see?" He moved the robe slightly to revela emerald green silk pajamas. "You don't have to change if you don't want to." Hah!

Etain smugly smiled up at him. He was being even more of a tease as they were together. She did notice the little wink he gave the other girl, but, she would punish him later. Something that will make him understand better. "Mmm, morning m'lord. And yes, as once I get properly garbed I will do my cleaning and then head down for breakfast, as will you," she smiled up at him.

She giggled, slightly. They were having a little pajama party, eh? "Hmm, maybe I can just put on my gold and purple embroidered robe on and head down with you, hmm?" She nodded before lightly tip-toeing over to her bedside coat rack and taking her robe and sliding it on. "Is it befitting or what?"

Harmonizer · 06-03-2008, 12:32 PM

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Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron

Where Inez was Boo's other best friend, Georgie had always felt like Mozzie's other beset friend. So naturally, one could understand why she felt so miffed for being ditched by Georgie for a boy.

"The best," muttered Mozzie. "Better, then, than hanging out with us, I guess?" Perhaps she was feeling catty, but she felt rather betrayed by this. She didn't choose boys over Georgie or Boo or Nolan or anyone in their group. So... granted she never had really had a boyfriend or actual romantic ties with other boys. And, okay, all her favorite males were always around her anyway.

But this was different!

Couldn't she have been with them and that boy?

Hmph.

Then, in typical childish fashion, she turned her face away from Georgie, a pout on her lips.

Georgie heard Inez greet her, then she beamed and waved at her. "Ineeeez! Ack! How are you?" she squealed. She was about to engage in a conversation with her and Quentin about taking pictures and whatnot, when she heard Mozzie mutter quietly. She looked over to her, gasped slightly and shook her head vigorously.

"No, no, no! No, Mozzie! Of course not!" She shifted in her seat so that she was now facing Mozzie, who had just decided to turn away. Aack! "It's just that, well, Hugo was... I... I was... We were dancing and... We... He and I... It started to rain and..." Agh. She couldn't even pull herself together. Sure, boys were nice, but she had learned even before that boys should never ever ruin a good friendship.

"Sorry, Mozzie," she said quietly, fiddling with her fingers and looking down at her shoes.

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Originally Posted by Dracos_Lady

Hugo chuckled as Georgie slid his hands from her hands. He slipped into the seat beside her, and grinned. "Any time." His eyes smouldered as he took his jacket and shoved it on the seat beside him. "You have a lovely colour in your cheeks." He commented, using one solitary finger the stroke her cheek from her temple to the tip of her chin.

Noticing Mozzie looking slightly sour, Hugo turned on the charm. "Mornin' Mozzie. Good night last night?" He beamed at her.

Despite her feeling bad about Mozzie's reaction to her and Hugo, Georgie couldn't help but feel absolutely giggly about Hugo being beside her. Eeek. She could feel a blush creeping upon her cheek as he stroked it, and she was sure the color he was commenting on had gone a darker shade of pink. "Thank you," she muttered, giggling as well.

She looked up as he greeted Mozzie, and hoped she'd lighten up.

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Originally Posted by A Twisted Wicked Fate

Etain smugly smiled up at him. He was being even more of a tease as they were together. She did notice the little wink he gave the other girl, but, she would punish him later. Something that will make him understand better. "Mmm, morning m'lord. And yes, as once I get properly garbed I will do my cleaning and then head down for breakfast, as will you," she smiled up at him.

She giggled, slightly. They were having a little pajama party, eh? "Hmm, maybe I can just put on my gold and purple embroidered robe on and head down with you, hmm?" She nodded before lightly tip-toeing over to her bedside coat rack and taking her robe and sliding it on. "Is it befitting or what?"

"Yes, yes of course. I'll follow you down to breakfast," Auberon repeated with an understanding nod. He grinned at her as he moved a hand to her waist, wanting to get out of here as soon as possible. He could tell the other girls were getting uncomfortable with him being here, seeing them in their worst state. Heh.

"Hmm," he then said as he looked at Etain from a short distance, observing her as she put on her robe. "I think it's very befitting. And anyway, you look good in anything you wear! Now, come, my love," he said, grinning, before moving over to her and kissing her forehead gently.

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