ⲏⲉⳑⲉⲛⲇ fⲟⳋⲇⳑτⲩ first year

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helena fogalty~~
teens push boundaries because their lives are so confusing. they want to know what will hold fast. the only way to find out is to PUSH
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~BASICS~
Intro (this page)
1. helena?
2. first instance of magic
3. history/background
5. thread tracker!
6. trunk
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ⲏⲉⳑⲉⲛⲇ fⲟⳋⲇⳑτⲩ first year
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Her curls bounced as she walked. Deep brown hair glistening in the sun. Helena wore a bush of tangled untaimed hair. Could you even consider it hair? Tan skin glowy and smooth. Her green eyes always carried a constant shimmer. Long thick dainty lashes bordering them. Sprinkles of freckled littered on her face. Thick bold eyebrows. She often wore comfy, casual clothes with an occasional tight fit here and there. A more street style look. With obviously a twist of green.

She's very extroverted. Never a shy one, but bold, outgoing. Helena easily got along with people. She found ways of connecting herself to others through similarities or bizzare differences.

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Moving to London from the warm feeling of California was hard. The constant rain and freezing temperatures made it even harder. She hated it here. Helena misses the burning sun, kissing her skin gently and the way the sun shone so proudly in the sky. She misses her friends, the ones who supported her throughout everything, the ones who were always there, the ones that never left her, the ones that respected her and always understood her. She misses it all. All of California. Even the small, annoying parts of it.

London was different. So different. The weather seemed permanently stuck in a never-ending expression of tears. Nothing ever happened here. Helena would never go out because of the constant pouring. The sights of London was quite extraordinary, though. Massive double decker buses. Big Ben leaning down, the London Eye moving in a contant rotation. She enjoyed the view. Especially from her small apartment window. Helena would often look outside and admire London. Although, that doesn't mean she still doesn't hate it. She hates it here. That would never change.

School hasn't started yet. Helena spend most her days repeating the same things inside. Rolling on bed, writing letters, studying about muggles, reading, exploring her new house, sketching out the miserable city. The Shard. Tower Bridge. Nothing could compare to going to Santa Monica Pier every year. Everything was perfect. A tear broke out of Helena as she began slowly drowning into a waterfall of memories.

She could feel the warmth of the Californian sun hitting against her skin again. The familiar sound of the waves crashing against the shore, the distant laughter of starngers and the salty smell of the fresh sea breeze filling the atmosphere. This place was always busy, yet a feeling of comfort came to the familiar surroundings. Santa Monica housed many memories to Helena, but only the memory of the sunset was perfectly viewed in her mind. Most her of her other memories have already begun fading away. It was strange how a memory could feel so real yet so far away.

They were still in contact though. Helena and her friends. Messaging, calls, jokes. She would laugh on the phone and spend hours on her bed complaining about England but it'll never be the same. Seeing them everyday in person. Talking and sharing pure real moments. The laughter ringing loudly in the air. Helena understands though, why she moved here, to London.

Her parents are obsessed with muggles and how they lived so thought of getting a job to really understand them. Then the Ministry of Magic called. My dad got the job, he was going to work in London. Everyone was happy about the new job, a new life, a fresh start. Everyone except Helena. She was happy here, she didn't want to change anything about her life. It's important for dad, she kept repeating to herself. What she thought didn't get a say in the matter.