08-29-2016, 11:56 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12
| Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite SPOILER!!: This escalated quickly Quote:
Originally Posted by SweetPeea
Oh the temptation to smack that smile off of face was SO strong right now. But luckily for he'd resisted, unless she managed to do it SO fast he wouldn't know what happened. Oh decisions, decisions. No. You wouldn't be on my mind for judging until I happened to see you so any other time, you're not even worth the thought." Ughhh she really hated this tone when he tried to be all wise & what not. "Ha, you thought. You're the farthest thing. You're more of a worst nightmare if you ask me." NO pretending, so HA.
She could tell that his attention had practically gone when she was speaking & she would have used that opportunity to say anything she'd wanted to, until she realized that he was starting to lean in towards her. She hesitated at first but slowly found herself beginning to lean towards him until....
The compartment door had opened again & MERLIN! It was CHLOE.
Not even barely hearing the lovely exchange that went on between Blaise & Chloe, Clara spazzed unintentionally hitting Blaise in the face seeing as to how close he was to her. She gasped covering her mouth realizing what she'd just done & then looked at him....then Chloe.....then his arm around her shoulders. Clara froze. "Uhhh...What's going on Chloe?" She offered a smile acting like everything was completely normal. Quote:
Originally Posted by pundantic Once she'd gotten over her STROKE, because that was the only logical explanation for what she was seeing right now, Chloe noticed just how close Blaise's dumb face to was to her sister's freckled one. The answer? Too close. Like, snogging level close. Had she missed something? Had she DIED?
Oh my gosh. Did Blaise think because Clara was wearing a shorter skirt than usual that it was okay for him to act like a pig?! Because Clara was not asking for it. Clothes did not dictate that. Clothes were just that. Clothes. And men had no right to judge a woman's wants because of them. #FEMINISM
Or maybe, more reasonably, she was in some upside down world where Blaise was going to, wanted to kiss his sister. But what she couldn't piece out was why Clara wasn't beating him to a pulp. She was usually pretty predictable with the Gryffindor violence thing against men.
What was happening?!
.....and did he just tell her to jump off the train?? Okay, you know WHAT Blaise Bellaire? Chloe Newman was going to jinx his stupid face.
Or, snort, she would have but Clara beat her to it and slapped him right in the face. Which made her lip quirk up into a small smile but as quickly as it was there it was gone.
Because...because...they were gonna snog, weren't they? Because Clara was trying to play it cool with her. Because Clara didn't answer her question. BECAUSE CLARA LIED. And that wasn't very sisterly of her.
Chloe's face screwed up in what looked like a mix between anger and upset. And it didn't do much for her features because they went a blotchy red that highlighted her freckles in a very Newman way. "I dunno, Clara," Chloe began, crossing her arms over her chest, "You tell me. Why were gonna snog Blaise? You know, Blaise? The Blaise we agreed was, like, the worst person on the planet?! That Blaise." Personally, he thought that even with Chloe there, things could have still gone swimmingly. It was only a small space between them and if he could convince himself that she wasn't standing there, he saw no reason why this had to go south...until Clara gave him a reason in the form of a slap to the face that had him recoiling from her as quickly as she'd pulled away from him.
Merlin's beard.....what was that for? It wasn't like he'd been doing anything wrong or UNWANTED, except, that slap said different. It disagreed, painfully.
Blaise rubbed at his cheek, looking between the two for a moment. Nothing in his expression said he was fine right about now, in fact, he was possibly livid--for many reasons. Several reasons. One, because Chloe had come in and ruined what would have otherwise been a brilliant way to spend a portion of the ride. Two, he'd been slapped for something he and Clara agreed they liked. Three, he knew Chloe didn't think much of him--no love shared between them and all--but he didn't think Clara thought he was the worst person on the planet. "She was going to," He spoke up, sounding quite put off by the whole thing as his gaze bore into her, "because she likes to--or I guess I thought she did but maybe not considering I'm the worst person on the planet." At this point his gaze shifted from Chloe to Clara; severely unamused.
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