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Syd (:
"Whoa, hey there."
Dallin blinked a few times as a boy he'd never met was suddenly sitting right next to him. He scooted away as much as he could without sitting on Ivory. After a second of trying to figure out what was going on, he just started laughing. Seriously this kid was joking, right?
"I'm Dallin McKinley," He said cheerfully, returning Treyen's smile. He glanced down at the badge on the Huffie's chest. He couldn't help but wonder why he'd come all the way from the Hufflepuff table just to squeeze his way in between him and Ellie.
"It's, uh, nice to meet you?" Because really, what else was he supposed to say?
It had taken sooooo long for him to find out his name. Though, in reality, he kind of forgot the boy existed once Ellie stopped hanging around him at the Quidditch party. It was only now that he remembered he had failed to get to know the boy, who goes by the name of Dallin.
Got it.
But, look! The boy was super nice to Treyen, and whilst his tone had been a friendlier one, his intentions...not so much. It was like Maya all over again. Maya. His eyes wandered off to the table only to notice her absence, and they were back on the Ravenclaw table before he could be sad about it.
"Dallin." Nod, nod,
"It is very nice to meet you," though, he'd wanted to say 'finally meet you', but, yeah, whatever.
"What year are you in?" now he was only being friendly.
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Ivy Nienna
Suddenly though, her attention was caught elsewhere as someone squeezed themselves between Ellie and Dallin, squishing them all together like a pack of sardines in the process.
Angling her head a little forward, she spotted the familiar face of a certain Hufflepuff prefect. "Hey Treyen." At least that's what she started to say when she sort of choked on the last syllable with a tiny, little almost unnoticeable bell of laughter. His demanding tone spoke volumes...at least to her at the moment. If she didn't know better she'd swear on Merlin's belly button lint that he was jealous of Dallin talking to Ellie....actually to completely honest she didn't know better so she was free to believe that.
Alright so maybe Ivory's grin turned into a little smirk at the testosterone fueled exchange. But it was a little on, promise.
You know what? Ivy had a bunch of free space next to her, she could...scoot over, no? No, because he'd intruded into
their table, and
their conversation.
Now that he finally took a moment to think it over, it was the stupidest thing he'd ever done,
"Sorry, Ivy." Surely, she understood, right? That he didn't mean to do it? He was going to have a VERY hard time trying to explain if the fellow Prefect asked any questions on the matter.
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Originally Posted by
HaRoHeGiNeLu
Ellie BEAM!GRINNED when she noticed the Hufflepuff coming towards their table. It had been FOREVER and a DAY since she saw him. AND even moreso, he sat RIGHTTHERE.
Right there...
...and didn't talk to her. "Watch the cameraaaa." Sure it was between her legs, but Treyen could have easily stepped on it, right? ...Maybe she should put it in her lap now?
And hi to you too, Lockhart. HMPH.
He was wrong. Intruding wasn't the stupidest thing he's ever done. Failing to greet her...WAS. There was no way he could make it right. NO WAY.
Treyen should've stayed in his table, wondering where Arya was, and waiting for the speech. But NO, he had to figure other things out. Things that didn't matter to him now. Great.
Sigh.
Mistakes. He hated them.
At least he learned from them, that's why he was smiling towards Ellie now,
"I'd never do anything to your camera," she should know better, after all, he only tried to convince her not to carry it around wherever she went. She
didn't need the camera.
"How's my favorite Ravenclaw doing, by the way?" he asked, eyes on Ellie. Dallin and Ivy completely forgotten on the other side.