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Originally Posted by
Krel Ansell
Daisy choose to ignore his comments about the tree. She was past that and was now focused on her name. “Did you fail muggle studies last year or something? You’re calling me a hippie every time you call me that. It’s rude and it’s mean and it hurts my feelings. I have a name. Use it. ”
Why did she even bother with him? He was rude and mean and a giant turd. His smirk was just making things worse. She wanted to grab him around the neck and throttle him until he turned blue. “You know why you were up in that tee?” she threw at him instead hoping her words would hurt him, but she doubted they would. Noah seemed to lack the basic thing that defined him as human; feelings and empathy. Gone were her memories of him being nice while he was in pain last year by the lake and all she remembered were the barbs and the cauldron cakes, the snarkiness and the name calling from the past year and a half. “You were hiding. Just like you were hiding in the ice cream parlor.” She still didn’t know the whole reason he was upset and that was his own fault. She didn’t know him well at all, and it wasn’t for lack of trying or caring. “If you want to be alone, then fine. Be alone! If you keep being rude and mean and downright nasty to people, you’ll be alone for the rest of your life. Just keep running and eventually nobody will care about you.”
Someone at her own table was calling her. She looked over and waved, leaving Noah without saying goodbye.
*He smirked seeing that he was getting under her skin about her name. Noah wondered why it bothered her so much? Then again he hated it when his sister Emma called him Bean Head.*
"Oh but I am calling you by your name. Your parents named their
child after a
flower hence the nick name flower child. Trust me there are far worse things to be called."
*Her next comment caught him off guard. Who was she to talk to him like that? This girl knew nothing about him. No matter how right she may be in her comments that didn't mean that she got to say it to him. Jumping up Noah glared down at Daisy, his smirk long gone. With a growling whisper he said to her in her ear,*
"Don't you dare act like you know me or my life. If you do it again you will be sorry..."
*Pulling back he started to head out of the great hall. His happy mood at being back to the castle was now ruined, thanks to a certain flower child.*