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HogwartsStudent11 · 05-01-2014, 12:16 AM

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Yeah, this boy was on her list. P.S. the list was definitely not a place you wanted to be. Maddie wasn't easily bothered so to make it on there, well, it wasn't saying anything good about him, that was for sure. And deciding that arguing with him would only fuel the stupid, she simply shrugged and fiddled with the zipper on Zeus's carrier. She'd rather duel than fight any day but she wasn't about to share that info with this boy. Nope.

She hated that, by the way. Hated that she was feeling annoyed and even more that he could tell. The smirk put her wand in a knot but rather than showing it, she kept her expression neutral and watched him out of the corner of her eye. This whole intimidation thing he was trying, it wasn't working for him. "What's it to you, anyway?" Because if he thought she was this rude child, why did he care? Shouldn't he be on his way or something? She clearly had this people watching situation under control. No damsel in distress here, Prince Pompous.

Marisol surveyed her surroundings. The first year had left Mamá, Papá, and Lucía. Students were starting to arrive, and they talked amongst themselves. She was the only one just standing there, so she thought it would be nice to join in.

Now, Mari barely spoke English. However, she had bought a guide book in Diagon Alley full of English phrases. She could (maybe) make small talk. How to pronounce it was a different matter entirely.

Marisol was brave. She went up to the youngest-looking witch around.
"First year?" she asked. "What house?"

05-01-2014, 12:16 AM	#213 (permalink)
HogwartsStudent11 Gnome Join Date: Jan 2014 Location: Chilling with Hades Posts: 337 Hogwarts RPG Name: Marisol Benícia Cruz Martínez Fifth Year	Quote: Yeah, this boy was on her list. P.S. the list was definitely not a place you wanted to be. Maddie wasn't easily bothered so to make it on there, well, it wasn't saying anything good about him, that was for sure. And deciding that arguing with him would only fuel the stupid, she simply shrugged and fiddled with the zipper on Zeus's carrier. She'd rather duel than fight any day but she wasn't about to share that info with this boy. Nope. She hated that, by the way. Hated that she was feeling annoyed and even more that he could tell. The smirk put her wand in a knot but rather than showing it, she kept her expression neutral and watched him out of the corner of her eye. This whole intimidation thing he was trying, it wasn't working for him. "What's it to you, anyway?" Because if he thought she was this rude child, why did he care? Shouldn't he be on his way or something? She clearly had this people watching situation under control. No damsel in distress here, Prince Pompous. Marisol surveyed her surroundings. The first year had left Mamá, Papá, and Lucía. Students were starting to arrive, and they talked amongst themselves. She was the only one just standing there, so she thought it would be nice to join in. Now, Mari barely spoke English. However, she had bought a guide book in Diagon Alley full of English phrases. She could (maybe) make small talk. How to pronounce it was a different matter entirely. Marisol was brave. She went up to the youngest-looking witch around. "First year?" she asked. "What house?"