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StarShine · 10-12-2010, 02:25 PM

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Originally Posted by Lara_the_Firelady

Hands in pockets Joshua Carter was wandering around the grounds aimlessly just to kill some free time. And he had quite much free time since he was not interested in any homework or school stuff. Why would he deal with all the homework and school stuff when they had Ravenclaws for that? Of course it would be pointless so he kept walking without even thinking about a single homework.

And he walked and walked till his dark brown eyes caught the sight of a familiar blue shirt. A boy wearing a Chelsea jersey. Bahahahaha. Chelsea. This boy could be no one but the lame Slytherin Evan Cartwright. Then he realised that the boy had a ball and it looked like he was practicing shooting skills.

Aaand Josh had a perfect idea for him to develop his shooting skills.

Hehehehehe.

Then...the moment he realised that the other boy was backing to shoot, acting quick Josh ran to the ball from the other side and shot as hard as he could aiming the Slytherin's big head.

Evan was really having a good time there, practising some shooting. So, he was still good after all, it revealed. He had apparently forgotten how to curve a ball properly, but he could still shoot at the target he wanted. Nice. As he was focused on his ball and shooting, the blondie didn't notice Joshua coming. He backed away, looking back as well not to stomp on a rock or something when...

"You'd better bring that ball ba--"

SMACK!

"AAAAAAHHHHH!!!"

Before Evan could even register what Josh was doing, he heard a loud noise, and then felt an unbearable pain in his forehead. He fell on his knees, holding the hurt area. Feeling a liquid on his hand, he looked at his hand. "You bloody--!" he cursed quite loudly, of course directed at Josh. There was a lot of blood coming from his forehead, from his right eyebrow to be exact, and he couldn't even touch there. He leaned on, head parallel to the ground to avoid any blood coming down to his eye. That was a lot of blood even on the ground from his eyebrow! Drawing his wand, he performed an "Episkey," and the bleeding slowed down, though it was a poor spell. There was no way he would fight with Josh in this state, he wouldn't even see. Cursing rather loudly again, he got up and did a very ugly hand move towards Josh with his left hand as he held his eyebrow with his right. "You're gonna pay it, chick," he spat. Getting his ball to his left, he went off towards the castle. He would get his revenge once he tended to this stupid eyebrow and cleaned his precious!Chelsea shirt.

10-12-2010, 02:25 PM	#302 (permalink)
StarShine DoM Kappa Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: Cell culture hood Posts: 13,005 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mona Deandra Hellmann Gryffindor First Year x5 x6	¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Quote: Originally Posted by Lara_the_Firelady Hands in pockets Joshua Carter was wandering around the grounds aimlessly just to kill some free time. And he had quite much free time since he was not interested in any homework or school stuff. Why would he deal with all the homework and school stuff when they had Ravenclaws for that? Of course it would be pointless so he kept walking without even thinking about a single homework. And he walked and walked till his dark brown eyes caught the sight of a familiar blue shirt. A boy wearing a Chelsea jersey. Bahahahaha. Chelsea. This boy could be no one but the lame Slytherin Evan Cartwright. Then he realised that the boy had a ball and it looked like he was practicing shooting skills. Aaand Josh had a perfect idea for him to develop his shooting skills. Hehehehehe. Then...the moment he realised that the other boy was backing to shoot, acting quick Josh ran to the ball from the other side and shot as hard as he could aiming the Slytherin's big head. Evan was really having a good time there, practising some shooting. So, he was still good after all, it revealed. He had apparently forgotten how to curve a ball properly, but he could still shoot at the target he wanted. Nice. As he was focused on his ball and shooting, the blondie didn't notice Joshua coming. He backed away, looking back as well not to stomp on a rock or something when... "You'd better bring that ball ba--" SMACK! "AAAAAAHHHHH!!!" Before Evan could even register what Josh was doing, he heard a loud noise, and then felt an unbearable pain in his forehead. He fell on his knees, holding the hurt area. Feeling a liquid on his hand, he looked at his hand. "You bloody--!" he cursed quite loudly, of course directed at Josh. There was a lot of blood coming from his forehead, from his right eyebrow to be exact, and he couldn't even touch there. He leaned on, head parallel to the ground to avoid any blood coming down to his eye. That was a lot of blood even on the ground from his eyebrow! Drawing his wand, he performed an "Episkey," and the bleeding slowed down, though it was a poor spell. There was no way he would fight with Josh in this state, he wouldn't even see. Cursing rather loudly again, he got up and did a very ugly hand move towards Josh with his left hand as he held his eyebrow with his right. *"You're gonna pay it, chick,"* he spat. Getting his ball to his left, he went off towards the castle. He would get his revenge once he tended to this stupid eyebrow and cleaned his precious!Chelsea shirt.