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In case you were wondering, this particular fourth year was still screaming. Screaming bloody murder, actually. It was a great juxtaposition to how quiet she typically sat within her lessons. It was a rather unrecognizable noise coming from one Nina Castillo. Though it didn’t really matter that much as no one could SEE her at the moment anyway. They wouldn’t be able to recognize her even if they wanted to.
The Slytherin frantically moved her head around from side-to-side, arms flailing every which direction. Her heart rate quickened every time she heard a noise from above or one from the water. OH NO OH NO OH NO!!! So many animals lived in the water here. What if the squid came after her or a mermaid or a grinDYLOW. OH MY GOD. She was going to DIE HERE. ”AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!” Again she let out a LOUD wail when something (Eiji) bumped right into her. OH MY GOD WHAT WAS—
… ”....Eiji?” She recognized that tone of annoyance instantly. It was only for that moment that she had taken a break from all the screaming. In that same moment of rest, she had been quiet enough to hear Professor O’Hara again, whose previous instructions she had been screaming over and hadn’t heard. Whoops! Oh wait, what was that? Was Nina was screaming again? HAHAHAH. Yes. Absolutely.
Because suddenly, fear struck her like never before. And if one thought the screams couldn’t get louder? Oh, they were very wrong.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!” Her shrill shrieks pierced through the air. Oh my Merlin. Oh NO OH NO OH NO OH NO OH NO. There were three of them. No, ten. NO, TWENTY. And they were SURROUNDING her. Taunting. Angry. Eager to eat.
Nina Castillo was screaming as loud as a venue full of thirteen year-olds seeing The Dead Kneazles preforming for the first time... if The Dead Kneazles were dying and the concert venue was on fire and everyone was slowly drowning in a gross lake filled with algae. No, she wasn’t just screaming. She was shrieking. At the top of her lungs--which were, by the way, unfortunately filling with (gross) water as her head bobbed up and down. She had to take breaks in between the screams to spit it out. Ew.
In the sudden onset of fear and panic, she had completely forgotten that there were others nearby. All she could do was scream. There wasn't a possibility for escape. They were literally surrounding her. There wasn’t anywhere to go. So much for fight or flight. Nina Castillo was stuck. And she was screaming. And she was crying. And her stomach was throbbing in pain (thanks, Trinetta). And !!!!!! The worst part of all of this was that her mascara was probably running all down her face, the water was probably making her hair look so gross, AND her slippers had gone missing as a result of all the kicking around she had been doing in the water and they were her FAVORITE pair.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” Breath.
Spit.
Ew. Breathe. Commence. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
Was someone else talking? Because Nina couldn't hear them over her screams. Whoops. Times. Two.
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Last edited by ArianaBlack; 06-17-2019 at 03:33 AM.
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