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Seeker_Seven · 08-23-2008, 10:03 PM

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Originally Posted by Waddles

Juniper was taken by surprise when she heard a voice unnaturally close to her. She dropped the remainder of her sandwich as eyes widened in shock. This was bad. This was very bad. Someone was talking to her, a boy, and not only did she not know him, he was apologizing for something.

“M-my wall? N-no, it’s not my wall, it’s just, I mean. I’m just standing here, I mean,” Juniper stammered at the boy, her face turning steadily redder. “It’s not my wall. I-I’ll move if you want to stand here, if.. if you want.”

So much for staying out of the way, Juniper thought. Now, even if the boy did walk away, she had to get herself another sandwich. And that meant venturing out into the throng of people. Of course, she could always weave amongst the other students until she found someone she knew, but then she might be eaten. Which brought her attention back to the boy. Juniper eyed him suspiciously. He didn’t look like the cannibalistic type, but looks could be deceiving. And she certainly couldn't outright ask him if he ate people. Not only was that rude, it could be provocative if he did indeed eat people who were smaller than he.

Constantino quickly averted his eyes. A member of the opposite sex! As if boys weren't bad enough. . . He suddenly didn't know what to do with his hands. His lips had turned to jelly. "Uh--I--um. . . Ja. . ." Con put his hands in his pockets, then under his armpits, then on his hips. Look natural! "You don't have to move. . . it's a-- it's a big wall."

The girl looked almost as awkward as he felt. For some reason, this calmed the odd boy somewhat. Struck with ingenuity, Con suddenly reached down and gathered the remains of her sandwich. He pieced it back together the best he could and slowly plucked a large bit of straw from the cheese. "Here," he offered, holding it out to her on the palm of his hand. It was an act of friendship. If only he had remembered to introduce himself.

08-23-2008, 10:03 PM	#51 (permalink)
Seeker_Seven Puffskein Join Date: May 2006 Location: Rainyville, USA Posts: 1,809 Hogwarts RPG Name: Freeman L. Stuart Second Year x1	Help us we're a bunch of letters stuck in this box !! Quote: Originally Posted by Waddles Juniper was taken by surprise when she heard a voice unnaturally close to her. She dropped the remainder of her sandwich as eyes widened in shock. This was bad. This was very bad. Someone was talking to her, a boy, and not only did she not know him, he was apologizing for something. “M-my wall? N-no, it’s not my wall, it’s just, I mean. I’m just standing here, I mean,” Juniper stammered at the boy, her face turning steadily redder. “It’s not my wall. I-I’ll move if you want to stand here, if.. if you want.” So much for staying out of the way, Juniper thought. Now, even if the boy did walk away, she had to get herself another sandwich. And that meant venturing out into the throng of people. Of course, she could always weave amongst the other students until she found someone she knew, but then she might be eaten. Which brought her attention back to the boy. Juniper eyed him suspiciously. He didn’t look like the cannibalistic type, but looks could be deceiving. And she certainly couldn't outright ask him if he ate people. Not only was that rude, it could be provocative if he did indeed eat people who were smaller than he. Constantino quickly averted his eyes. A member of the opposite sex! As if boys weren't bad enough. . . He suddenly didn't know what to do with his hands. His lips had turned to jelly. "Uh--I--um. . . Ja. . ." Con put his hands in his pockets, then under his armpits, then on his hips. Look natural! "You don't have to move. . . it's a-- it's a big wall." The girl looked almost as awkward as he felt. For some reason, this calmed the odd boy somewhat. Struck with ingenuity, Con suddenly reached down and gathered the remains of her sandwich. He pieced it back together the best he could and slowly plucked a large bit of straw from the cheese. "Here," he offered, holding it out to her on the palm of his hand. It was an act of friendship. If only he had remembered to introduce himself. __________________ *His glass is half-empty. And it's not what he ordered.*