Text Cut: Crystal and Amy
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Ameh 
Oh. Now that the girl had moved a bit, Raiden could fully see the boy. He felt his face go a bit red; he knew who this was. Wow fail.
"Er. Sorry." Raiden looked at the girl and shook his head. "He's... not. You were just in front of him, and I didn't realise... Yeah. Uhm..." He held out his hand to the girl. "I'm Raiden Kururugi. Yoroshiku."
A familiar voice caught his attention and Raiden turned toward it, a grin sneaking onto his face at the sight of Gold. Giving her a half-wave, he jerked his head toward the Astronomy Tower.
"Being a bit nosy. I wanted to meet some of the new Professors, but I got a bit... distracted. At the feast. What with Miss Professor Lainey being there, and then a firstie losing us 50 points..."
That... that had sucked.
"How are you?"
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Crystal Ball Merlin's beard, so many new people! Sho was practically ecstatic. The bounciness within was expressed in big ol' sunshiney smile for the few moments she was meeting the other boy, the Prefect Boy.
" Raiden. You have a cool name. I'm Shoshannah, but like Brinkley here," She jabbed a thumb over her shoulder," You'll find it's easier to call me Sho." She informed him as she shook his hand. Raiden was a lot more ...mellow, she figured, than this Brinkley guy.
That was when she spotted the girl with the LOVELIEST hair she'd ever seen. " Your hair! It's so pretty." she said, wearing a rather awestruck expression. " Gosh. My hair is practically drab in comparison." She said, picking up a curly strand and eying it. Yep. Brown. Dark, dark brown. " I'm Sho, by the way!" She called out with her usual grin.
The letter? Utterly forgotten now.
It wasn't that Brinkley was slower than the rest of Hogwarts, it was just a common reaction to her name, wasn't it? Sho was infinitely easier for anyone, unless you were proud of your tongue's dexterity and did not mind the waste of time that it took to sound her entire name out.
"Can't disagree there," he murmured in response to Sho's comment about her hair. It was a belated response, however, so it might have gone completely unperceived.
Not that Brink cared. Why was he sticking around? Turning back his attention to his previously itchy palm, Brinkley started slinking away from the group of kids.
Subtle as a ninja.