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Sara looked up into Drew's clear, brown eye's and sighed. She had really missed Drew. They had been together up until the sorting hat, and then the thinkable had happened. She had been sorted to Hufflepuff, but Drew had been sorted to Gryffindor. Sure, he was brave, smart, and daring... but it just wasn't fair. She was just, loyal, hard-working and patient... well maybe not so patient... Didn't they compliment each other?
Sara jumped up from the beat and gave Drew a huge hug. "God, Ive missed you Drew," Sara said. "I didn't think we'd ever see each other again... and here you are!" Sara was happy... very, very happy.
hug. hug is good...oh Sara I missed you too so much !! oh God how did I bear not seeing you I dont know!! So how is it going in Hufflepuff? Like here? I wish we would be in the same house... Drew really wished that over and over again...
Abigail smiled at the boy and shook his hand. “Hiya Tavelon, I’m Abigail. I take it you a first year as well?” Abigail was glad that more boys had joined Hufflepuff at least of Arrick’s sake.
"Yes" Tavelon said "It's my first year... and already quite an interesting one. Is it your first year, too?"
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Sophie entered the great hall with a flourish. The forty-two year old woman was dressed in pink from the bows in her pig tails to her shiny shoes. She wore open pink robes over a short pink skirt, pink blouse, and pink coat. Even her knee-high socks were pink. Her finger nails were pink, too. Her hair was jet black with narrow strips of white betraying her advancing age where her personality did not.
Sophie Melita, former member of the Ministry-approved Hogwarts staff (potions mistress), former professor at Belle's School for Witches, former unspeakable, former preschool teacher, and most recently, former healer at the Center for Aged and Cursed Wizards, was carrying a HUGE basket of cookies that looked as if she would tip over from the weight of it if it hadn't been charmed to be light (though why she hadn't just charmed a smaller basket to have an unending bottom, one can only conjecture that she just like things big). Each cookie was graced with a pair of wings, which explained the flock of cookies fluttering over her head.
She beamed at everyone as the door shut behind her and then she started skipping (with her flock of cookies still encircling her head) down past the Hufflepuffs, tossing cookies toward the table which fluttered onto each plate. Once there, the wings disappeared and a seemingly plain chocolate chip cookie was all that was left. "Welcome to Hogwarts!" Sophie declared in her high pitched, talking to a baby, voice, over and over, as she went.
Tavelon was mildy alarmed by the bright pink lady skipping down the aisle tossing cookies... literally, of course...at the students. Plus, the high pitched calls of "Welcome to Hogwarts" rather annoying. But the cookies were very delicious, so Tavelon didn't mind.
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Kita entered the Great Hall and smiled so widely, she resembled the Cheshire Cat. For the first time, she wasn't going to be Sorted. She remembered the previous year when she felt so scared, she thought she was inhabited with butterflies. But she was fine now. And she felt at home.
The Great Hall still seemed to amaze her. Even with the fact that she was already there for a whole year. She couldn't wait to eat. She then broke out of her reminiscence when she realised that she was blocking the doorway. She blushed from embarrassment and hurried to the Hufflepuff table. She sat down near the middle and waited for the Sorting and the food...
hug. hug is good...oh Sara I missed you too so much !! oh God how did I bear not seeing you I dont know!! So how is it going in Hufflepuff? Like here? I wish we would be in the same house... Drew really wished that over and over again...
"It's okay." said Sara, but it would have been better if she knew more people. "Most of the people I met in Diagon Alley seem to be in Gryffindor with you though."
"Life just wasn't fair," Sara though. "A good looking guy like Drew was an easy target for all of the girls in Gryffindor... after all, most 11 year old boys were pretty stunned when it came to 11 eleven year old girls. She wondered what was on Drew's mind...where did they stand...friends or more?"
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Originally Posted by Hollister
It was a shame. Sylvia really liked Reese, she wasn't going to start disliking her because of Brody, because it wasn't really to do with Sylvia. Plus, she knw that Reese hadn't meant it, she had drank a love potion, but she wasn't allowed to tell Brody that, because of a ridiculous idea Torin came up with.
Why couldn't he just explain it was for Bunbury before Brody and Torin had met? It sounded much easier than keeping quiet and not telling the whole truth. But, Sylvia had to respect Torin's whishes, and she wrapped her arms around her best friendling. "It's alright. I'll make sure she doesn't come near you ... or Torin." She giggled at that last part.
Silly potions.
"She'll get the picture soon right? You were there first, love wise anyway." Brody didn't know Torin before Reese, but that wasn't the point. "Plus, you're prettier."
Sylvia frowned and shook her head as Torin arrived. "No. Violence isn't the answer unless I'm using it."
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Brody smiled when Sylvia hugged her. Oh how she loved her best friend. Sylvia just knew how to make her feel better, and her just being there did it really.
She smiled at her. "She better get the picture." She spoke harshly. She knew that Sylvia knew she could get jealous easily, and if she wasn't annoyed with Reese she would probably be feeling quite bad for the girl. They would most definetly not getting along.
She smiled again when Torin came back over, and she then giggled at what he was saying. "I wasn't actually going to punch her...." She commented, trying to act sweet. Which totally didnt work. "I dunno....it would make me feel bette?" She shrugged. She didnt want to hit the girl. She didnt want to get in trouble.
Then she heard what Sylvia said and giggled. "And Syvlie's too pretty to use violence."
He snorted at Sylvia and then smiled at Brody, relieved.
"That's good then. 'cause I would have rather you didn't to be honest." He laughed. He only really said that Brody could do that to make her feel better. He would have felt guilty if she had actually done it. And then there was the fact that Brody didn't know about the potion. And he didn't know if he would be able to tell her. But really he should. He was just scared to.
"She's still my best friend." He sighed. But would she be for much longer? That was the thing that was bugging him the most. He didn't want to lose Reese and he was so scared he would.
"It's okay." said Sara, but it would have been better if she knew more people. "Most of the people I met in Diagon Alley seem to be in Gryffindor with you though."
"Life just wasn't fair," Sara though. "A good looking guy like Drew was an easy target for all of the girls in Gryffindor... after all, most 11 year old boys were pretty stunned when it came to 11 eleven year old girls. She wondered what was on Drew's mind...where did they stand...friends or more?"
''Oh yes they are including me unfortunately... We talked with Ellie about you, it's so bad we are not in the same house... You know Ellie is a nice girl. I met her with you, remember? anyway'' he hold her more tightly so you miss me right?'' he smiled with enjoy and happiness...
''Oh yes they are including me unfortunately... We talked with Ellie about you, it's so bad we are not in the same house... You know Ellie is a nice girl. I met her with you, remember? anyway'' he hold her more tightly so you miss me right?'' he smiled with enjoy and happiness...
The hug was nice, but it was the "Ellie is a nice girl" that bugged Sara!
Sara looked up at Drew, squeezed him extra hard, and then pulled away. "So," Sara asked timidly, "Are we together or are we just friends?" Sara needed to know. She didn't want to feel jealous of her friend Ellie.
Sara held her breath as she waited for Drew's reply to come...
The hug was nice, but it was the "Ellie is a nice girl" that bugged Sara!
Sara looked up at Drew, squeezed him extra hard, and then pulled away. "So," Sara asked timidly, "Are we together or are we just friends?" Sara needed to know. She didn't want to feel jealous of her friend Ellie.
Sara held her breath as she waited for Drew's reply to come...
yes that was the critic question and Sara asked that right away.oh God she is so unpatient and brave she should be aGryffindor Drew thought ''Who said I want to be friend with the most beautiful and kind girl I've ever met but you know it depends on your choises...''and we're still 11 remember? Drew thought and took her between his arms again...
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Oh good! She wasn't mad at him; at least not enough to keep silent when he spoke to her. Though she still seemed to be slightly awkward, Dominic shrugged it off, as he blinked when she said his name.
First years? Scary? What? "Um... No, they're not scary, unless you mean in regards to their potential for what they seem capable of." He whispered back, slightly confused by her question.
Though apparently not all first years seemed to be up to no good. Noting a rather outgoing, yet polite one, introducing herself to him (and the others nearby), he smiled lightly back at her. "Hello Abigail. Nice to meet you and welcome. I'm Dominic Denton." Tammy could still introduce herself, right? Hopefully so.
"BUt they're too tall." She hissed upwards, giving a tiny smile to a couple of people passing them. SHE needed a growth spurt. And she needed some confidence. To be able to talk, to the scary tall eleven year olds. WHY? Curses her apparant dwarfism.
Watching him introduce himself to the girl near them, she closed her eyes briefly, and began to fiddle nervously with her badge. Simple things, simple simple simple. And she couldnt manage it.
HOW was she going to graduate like this? HOW was she going to get through the year like this?
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“It’s nice to meet you Dominic. What’s Hufflepuff like then? Am I going to have fun?” The hat had suggested she start having fun and living her life ‘most likely away from the shop’ she thought. She was hoping she’d been placed in the right house for that.
Giving a little breath, Tammy gained a tiddly bit of confidence and raised her hand as if to say hello and then smiled. Before taking another inhale, of about all of the air, the whole Hall needed to survive. But it gave her ableness to speak. "Tammy Wood." Another, light smile.
Abby sits down next to him. "I'm good. Happy to be back at Hogwarts. I really missed this place."
"Yes I did to... And I will miss it much more next year... Our last year Abby" Ray revealed as he looked at Abby. Too bad I will spend it searching! Ray thought to himself as he looked lost in his thoughts. He looked at Abby and smiled.
yes that was the critic question and Sara asked that right away.oh God she is so unpatient and brave she should be aGryffindor Drew thought ''Who said I want to be friend with the most beautiful and kind girl I've ever met but you know it depends on your choises...''and we're still 11 remember? Drew thought and took her between his arms again...
Sara had to think seriously about this... they were only 11...
Again, Sara took a serious look at Drew. "How about we are 'together', which means you can't go hugging any other girls and I can't go hugging any other boys." Said said.
"And, if you do, our friendship is over..." Sara thought sadly to herself, but still she continued on... "or we can just be friends and you can go hug anyone you like." Sara was astounded with herself...where was all of his stuff coming from?
Sara had to think seriously about this... they were only 11...
Again, Sara took a serious look at Drew. "How about we are 'together', which means you can't go hugging any other girls and I can't go hugging any other girls." Said said.
"And, if you do, our friendship is over..." Sara thought sadly to herself, but still she continued on... "or we can just be friends and you can go hug anyone you like." Sara was astounded with herself...where was all of his stuff coming from?
Then, came the oh so familiar blush!!!
Drew patted her red very red cheek slowly ''Is there really so much girls to hug?'' he stopped to make Sara more curious Really? Because I dont see and I dont care...Is this the answer you're looking for dear? C'mon take it... he thought ''And by the way I would be so glad if you dont hug anyone else... It was the truth...
Abigail wasn’t quite sure where Arrick was going with that. The napkins belonged to Hogwarts and they were there for their use, why did he think he couldn’t use it? ‘This is going to be harder than I thought; it might actually take 7 years.’
“The napkin is next to your plate so it’s yours to use. You can get it as dirty as you want, it’ll get cleaned. And what’s the point in napkins if people don’t use them, the napkins will end up unemployed if you don’t use them! And anyway its better the napkin get’s dirty than you, the napkin doesn’t have to walk around you do.”
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Tavelon scooted himself away to avoid another spill of gravy. "Actually, using a napkin might help"... Might. But in Arrick's case, Tavelon didn't know.
Unemployed napkins? As if. Who needed napkins when you had all the cloth you needed on your sleeves? Especially his slightly worn second-hand robes, they had nice big sleeves. Still, Arrick wasn't going to win this one, so he took the napkin grudgingly and started dabbing at the runaway gravy around his plate.
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Sophie entered the great hall with a flourish. The forty-two year old woman was dressed in pink from the bows in her pig tails to her shiny shoes. She wore open pink robes over a short pink skirt, pink blouse, and pink coat. Even her knee-high socks were pink. Her finger nails were pink, too. Her hair was jet black with narrow strips of white betraying her advancing age where her personality did not.
Sophie Melita, former member of the Ministry-approved Hogwarts staff (potions mistress), former professor at Belle's School for Witches, former unspeakable, former preschool teacher, and most recently, former healer at the Center for Aged and Cursed Wizards, was carrying a HUGE basket of cookies that looked as if she would tip over from the weight of it if it hadn't been charmed to be light (though why she hadn't just charmed a smaller basket to have an unending bottom, one can only conjecture that she just like things big). Each cookie was graced with a pair of wings, which explained the flock of cookies fluttering over her head.
She beamed at everyone as the door shut behind her and then she started skipping (with her flock of cookies still encircling her head) down past the Hufflepuffs, tossing cookies toward the table which fluttered onto each plate. Once there, the wings disappeared and a seemingly plain chocolate chip cookie was all that was left. "Welcome to Hogwarts!" Sophie declared in her high pitched, talking to a baby, voice, over and over, as she went.
And he was just starting to settle down and believe he could stand all this oddity. JUST.
Arrick stared as the winged cookies flew everywhere. As one of the innocent little cookies zipped over to him, he reacted out of instinct. With an almost feral snarl, he grabbed the plate with a few remnants of mashed potato and gravy and swiped at the cookie, slamming it down on the poor enchanted thing with a loud THUD and CRUNCH. Little flecks of potato and gravy splattered the table, his arms, and his face.
He then proceeded to smash the cookie a few more times with the plate, as if trying to kill a particularly disgusting cockroach. WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM.
And for good measure: WHAM WHAM.
There was nothing left of the unfortunate cookie but fine crumbs.
Cookies can cure anything. A cookie a day keeps the healer away.
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"MERLIN!" he said through a mouthful of cookie crumble, "These are bloody awesome!"
Hurrying up to the strange, cookie lady, a grin escaped and he hurriedly introduced myself. "HI!" he couldn't explain it, but his worries about the werewolves had momentarily disappeared and he was only concerned with being happy and introducing himself to this woman - clearly, the Madonna of this generation, no? "I'm Variusssss," he droned, "Thank you for the cookie! They. Are. AWESOME."
His sudden happiness and lack of worry apparently made him suffer slightly from torretes and useless babble, but he was in too good a mood to care how stupid he was making himself look. "And who are you?" RAWRRRRR.
Melita giggled in a high octave. "Well, aren't you just adorable?" she asked him and reached out to pinch his cheek. "I'm Miss Melita, the new school healer. And who might you be, Mr. Cuddles?"
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They are NOT poisoned and only cause flatulence in very "great" men.
Drew patted her red very red cheek slowly ''Is there really so much girls to hug?'' he stopped to make Sara more curious Really? Because I dont see and I dont care...Is this the answer you're looking for dear? C'mon take it... he thought ''And by the way I would be so glad if you dont hug anyone else... It was the truth...
Sara was happy. There was nothing worse than liking someone and then that someone liking another person. She had seen that happen with her parents. As long as they were thinking on the same page, she was happy... as long as Drew didn't hug on any other girls, she would be even happier!
Now that Sara had got all of the unpleasant questions out of the way, she said, "How do you like the people at Gryffindor? Do you think you will like the other first years...? After all, you will have to live with them for 7 long years!"
Angel forgot she hadnt told Luci the news so once again became rather hyped "Yes mother and Scott bought it last month, i have only seen photos so far but it looks lush" She tried her best to hide the hatred in her voice when she spoke of her step father Scott, she has never really got on with him since he married her mother. "Oh yes Rayedem, How is he?"
Then came the subject of timetables "No, we were told they will be waiting for us in the common room"
Lucille's face automatically grew sympathetic as she listened to Angel talking about her step father. She knew how she didn't like him, so she changed the subject.
"That sounds brill!" she said enthusiastically. "Well, Rayedem is....Rayedem. He was still moaning about my biker boots. I think he thinks girls should be floaty and pathetic. Where is there a rule that says you cant wear a girly dress with worn out biker boot? Where?!" she breathed evenly, and chuckled, thinking about her childhood friend.
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Brody smiled when Sylvia hugged her. Oh how she loved her best friend. Sylvia just knew how to make her feel better, and her just being there did it really.
She smiled at her. "She better get the picture." She spoke harshly. She knew that Sylvia knew she could get jealous easily, and if she wasn't annoyed with Reese she would probably be feeling quite bad for the girl. They would most definetly not getting along.
She smiled again when Torin came back over, and she then giggled at what he was saying. "I wasn't actually going to punch her...." She commented, trying to act sweet. Which totally didnt work. "I dunno....it would make me feel bette?" She shrugged. She didnt want to hit the girl. She didnt want to get in trouble.
Then she heard what Sylvia said and giggled. "And Syvlie's too pretty to use violence."
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He snorted at Sylvia and then smiled at Brody, relieved.
"That's good then. 'cause I would have rather you didn't to be honest." He laughed. He only really said that Brody could do that to make her feel better. He would have felt guilty if she had actually done it. And then there was the fact that Brody didn't know about the potion. And he didn't know if he would be able to tell her. But really he should. He was just scared to.
"She's still my best friend." He sighed. But would she be for much longer? That was the thing that was bugging him the most. He didn't want to lose Reese and he was so scared he would.
Sylvia giggled at Brody's meaness, they were always mean when they were together. "She will, she will." Sylvia looked around her to Torin. Of course she'll get the picture, Reese wouldn't know what's happened because of that potion. Silly Torin, leaving love potions lying about.
"It may, but you're not going to." Sylvia couldn't stand by and let an innocent girl be punched, she didn't mean to love Torin. And she was glad that Torin didn't want his best friend punched either, now that he understood. "Maybe you should channel you're anger to something else." Or someone ... who didn't Sylvia like right now? Meh, there was no one, they'd have to leave it.
Sara was happy. There was nothing worse than liking someone and then that someone liking another person. She had seen that happen with her parents. As long as they were thinking on the same page, she was happy... as long as Drew didn't hug on any other girls, she would be even happier!
Now that Sara had got all of the unpleasant questions out of the way, she said, "How do you like the people at Gryffindor? Do you think you will like the other first years...? After all, you will have to live with them for 7 long years!"
although Drew didnt have a strong first impression yet, he tried to tell '' yeah they are so nice kind and cute but still I couldnt meet a boy... I have to find one immediately, right? he smiled with enjoy again against Sara's angry expression...
although Drew didnt have a strong first impression yet, he tried to tell '' yeah they are so nice kind and cute but still I couldnt meet a boy... I have to find one immediately, right? he smiled with enjoy again against Sara's angry expression...
"Okay," said Sara with great frustration in her voice. "Let me spell it out for you... I'm your girl, you're my guy; and you can hug as many guys as you want to!!!!!
"Was that straight enough for him?" Sara wondered, angrily. "God... boys could be so dense!
Melita giggled in a high octave. "Well, aren't you just adorable?" she asked him and reached out to pinch his cheek. "I'm Miss Melita, the new school healer. And who might you be, Mr. Cuddles?"
"I am," Varius beamed, he liked being adorable. Adorable was the new cute, or so he had decided right at this moment. "I am Varius Cuddles... I er mean... Varius Tipps," he blushed slightly, but was still too happy to care. This woman was amazing with her magic cookies, "Could I have another?"
"Okay," said Sara with great frustration in her voice. "Let me spell it out for you... I'm your girl, you're my guy; and you can hug as many guys as you want to!!!!!
"Was that straight enough for him?" Sara wondered, angrily. "God... boys could be so dense!
''So I cant hug girls, I dont have any boy friends to hug- even if there is I wouldnt- thenn I'm not hugging anyone except you, my girl. Is it right?''Oh God girls might be so jealous even when there is noting to be jealous of...
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Sylvia giggled at Brody's meaness, they were always mean when they were together. "She will, she will." Sylvia looked around her to Torin. Of course she'll get the picture, Reese wouldn't know what's happened because of that potion. Silly Torin, leaving love potions lying about.
"It may, but you're not going to." Sylvia couldn't stand by and let an innocent girl be punched, she didn't mean to love Torin. And she was glad that Torin didn't want his best friend punched either, now that he understood. "Maybe you should channel you're anger to something else." Or someone ... who didn't Sylvia like right now? Meh, there was no one, they'd have to leave it.
"Good." Brody giggled, feeling quite less annoyed now. It was probably because Sylvia was here and Reese wasn't. She was always generally happy when Sylvia was around. Tehhe. The joys of her amazing best friend. Thats why she loved Sylvia so much. But she did want to know why Reese had suddenly decided that she loved Torin. It was all a little odd.
"And since when do I listen to anyone?" She giggled, smiling. Sylvia knew that she was one of the only people that she would listen to, her and Evolette really. That was about it. She generally just did what she liked, it was hard to control her, it was a flaw really. Not that she would call it a flaw.
"I should be a beater...that would help me." She grinned. She'd like hitting Bludgers at things....and Reese.
"Even if she told me to dump you?" Brody rolled her eyes. Silly Torin but if he belived it then suit himself.
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''So I cant hug girls, I dont have any boy friends to hug- even if there is I wouldnt- thenn I'm not hugging anyone except you, my girl. Is it right?''Oh God girls might be so jealous even when there is noting to be jealous of...
"Give the boy a prize!" Sara thought to herself, as she gave Drew a little squeeze.
Now that that was over, Sara was hungry. Pulling a sweet tart toward her, she began to eat. Looking over at Drew, Sara wondered what he was thinking. "Why were boys so hard to figure out?"
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"Yes" Tavelon said "It's my first year... and already quite an interesting one. Is it your first year, too?"
“That I am. So where are you from? “That I am. So where are you from? You happy to be at Hogwarts?” Abigail was still a bit distracted by the winged cookie which she had no interest in eating.
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"BUt they're too tall." She hissed upwards, giving a tiny smile to a couple of people passing them. SHE needed a growth spurt. And she needed some confidence. To be able to talk, to the scary tall eleven year olds. WHY? Curses her apparant dwarfism.
Watching him introduce himself to the girl near them, she closed her eyes briefly, and began to fiddle nervously with her badge. Simple things, simple simple simple. And she couldnt manage it.
HOW was she going to graduate like this? HOW was she going to get through the year like this?
Giving a little breath, Tammy gained a tiddly bit of confidence and raised her hand as if to say hello and then smiled. Before taking another inhale, of about all of the air, the whole Hall needed to survive. But it gave her ableness to speak. "Tammy Wood." Another, light smile.
Abigail wasn’t quite sure who the girl was introducing herself to, but decided there was nothing to lose from saying hello.
“Hi Tammy I’m Abigail. Could you tell me who the woman in the pink is?” She smiled really needing to find out who this woman was so as she could avoid her for the next 7 years.
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Unemployed napkins? As if. Who needed napkins when you had all the cloth you needed on your sleeves? Especially his slightly worn second-hand robes, they had nice big sleeves. Still, Arrick wasn't going to win this one, so he took the napkin grudgingly and started dabbing at the runaway gravy around his plate.
And he was just starting to settle down and believe he could stand all this oddity. JUST.
Arrick stared as the winged cookies flew everywhere. As one of the innocent little cookies zipped over to him, he reacted out of instinct. With an almost feral snarl, he grabbed the plate with a few remnants of mashed potato and gravy and swiped at the cookie, slamming it down on the poor enchanted thing with a loud THUD and CRUNCH. Little flecks of potato and gravy splattered the table, his arms, and his face.
He then proceeded to smash the cookie a few more times with the plate, as if trying to kill a particularly disgusting cockroach. WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM.
And for good measure: WHAM WHAM.
There was nothing left of the unfortunate cookie but fine crumbs.
Abigail watched as Arrick scrutinised the cookie as if it would attack him. She jumped in shock as he started to attack the cookie instead, before crumbling in laughter.
“Hahaha...that’s...hahaha...so...hahaha...funny... hahahahaha” she began to breathe deeply trying to get back into controlee.
She was a bit embarrassed as she was sure she’d snorted at least twice. “I think that’s the best thing you could have done to that cookie, who knows what could be in them. You might have ended up as pink as her!” Abigail nodded her head. “Oh and you can use the napkin on you face as well by the way.”
"Give the boy a prize!" Sara thought to herself, as she gave Drew a little squeeze.
Now that that was over, Sara was hungry. Pulling a sweet tart toward her, she began to eat. Looking over at Drew, Sara wondered what he was thinking. "Why were boys so hard to fingure out?"
Suddenly Sara decided to eat something and turned to the table and started eating... Drew slowly moved and sit next to her... Put his arm around her waist and started watching her...
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