 Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll
Flying… ugh! Aside from DADA, this was the class Heath dreaded most. It was nothing against Mr. Aguilar! He just… had a thing about heights. He didn't even like being on wires or catwalks for plays! Like the time he played Michael Banks in Mary Poppins (one of the first plays he ever did), and there was one scene where he was on wires… it still made him shudder to think about it. Nonetheless, he arrived at the training grounds, school broom in hand. "Hello, Professor," he greeted, nodding politely.
His dark eyes scanned his surroundings, and he spotted Avalon, Claudine, and Fiona. He almost beelined for them but stopped himself just in time. Sure, being near people he trusted would make him feel a lot less nervous about flying, but he worried it was only a matter of time before the hooded guys turned up. He didn't want to inadvertently give them something to write about! Besides, he was supposed to be staying away…
He sat down on a patch of grass where he'd be alone and out ofvthe way, staring intently at the pool. For once, he didn't even try to riddle out how it might fit into the lesson. Instead, he was strangely reminded of the inflatable pool in Professor Schmoe's class a couple of terms ago, back when he was just starting to… Never mind. Could they start soon, please? He needed a distraction!
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led
If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |