Study Room Squabble
Kennedy took a seat in the study room and looked around. There were only a couple other people there today, all quietly scribbling away. She pulled out her parchment and quill, along with her charms notes. She had about 3 foot of charms homework due at the end of the week, and she was anxious to get ahead and finish it. She looked over the notes she had taken in class and re read a couple key passages, fidgeting her quill in her hand while doing so. She started to write eagerly, getting about four inches before she scrapped the entire thing. As an overachiever and perfectionist she was very judgmental of her own work, and restarted, working again with earnest. 45 minutes later, and 5 scraped essay starts, she set her quill down with a sigh. Maybe if she just took a small break, then when she started again maybe she would be able to do work that she approved of. She glanced around the room to find a few more people had entered since she had last looked around, all of them focused on whatever they were working on. A boy her age sat at the table next to hers, and he seemed to be working hard. The book on his desk told her that he had at some point also working on something for charms. Kennedy felt a bit embarrassed, if he was doing well, why wasn't she. Before she could look away to analyze what other people in the room were doing, the boy caught her staring.March 30th 2026 | Kennedy Cheek | @Nick Jameson | Study Room | WC:262
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Study Room Squabble
Nick had gone to the study room to finish a 3 foot charms homework and had sat down at a desk in the study room to finish of the final 1 foot he sat he noticed that he was the only person there. Soon he was absorbed into his work and after a while he noticed that he was 10 feet over the requested amount he stopped at the end of his 13th foot. And started to read more of his charms book and got out his potions book to start that homework. After 2 hours he looked up and saw that the room was almost full he then noticed someone was looking at him now he thought about it was more like staring. He said
Can you please stop looking at me
He paused whilst he saw her charms book and parchment.
Do you need help with that homework? It’s alright if you do.
He studied the person and noticed that they had long clean hair which was brown. He then noticed that they were a Hufflepuff 1st year and he realised that he recognised her as Kennedy Cheek who he vaguely recognised from his classes.
Your Kennedy Cheek right well I’m Nick, Nick Jameson
He put out his hand to shake hers.
@Kennedy Cheek
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Study Room Squabble
March 30th 2026 | Kennedy Cheek | @Nick Jameson - color=#00065c | Study Room | WC:318
“Can you please stop looking at me?”
Kennedy turned beet red, and she quickly looked back down at her work to disguise the flush. Embarrassed, she continued on with her work, crumpling the piece of paper she had been working on and starting anew. The boy appeared to take notice
"Do you need help with your homework? It's alright if you do." He said.
Kennedy wanted to scoff. She didn't need help, she was only having a small case of writers block, or at least that's what she told herself. Maybe on a normal occasion, she would have accepted help, but her troubles with homework were already wounding her pride.
"No, I do not." She said, putting on her best polite smile. The boy seemed like the arrogant type, as if he was better than her, and Kennedy was not a fan. However, since he hadn't done anything rude yet, Kennedy though it was only fair to be respectful. She looked back down and went to start on what felt like the hundredth draft of the charms paper, but the boy kept talking.
"Your Kennedy Cheek right well I'm Nick, Nick Jameson."
He stuck out his hand to her, and Kennedy shook it not wanting to be rude. It shouldn't have surprised her that he knew her name, after all they had been classmates for nearly the entire year. But only added to her annoyance, who was he to act like he knew who she was. She calmed herself before speaking.
"So I supposed you already know me, but I can't say I'm very good with names -uh Nick. What would you happen to be working on."
She attempted to engage in polite conversation, unwilling to embarrass herself by starting her charms essay over, again. However it came out slightly awkward, as most of her conversations do, and she held her breath as she waited for his response.
“Can you please stop looking at me?”
Kennedy turned beet red, and she quickly looked back down at her work to disguise the flush. Embarrassed, she continued on with her work, crumpling the piece of paper she had been working on and starting anew. The boy appeared to take notice
"Do you need help with your homework? It's alright if you do." He said.
Kennedy wanted to scoff. She didn't need help, she was only having a small case of writers block, or at least that's what she told herself. Maybe on a normal occasion, she would have accepted help, but her troubles with homework were already wounding her pride.
"No, I do not." She said, putting on her best polite smile. The boy seemed like the arrogant type, as if he was better than her, and Kennedy was not a fan. However, since he hadn't done anything rude yet, Kennedy though it was only fair to be respectful. She looked back down and went to start on what felt like the hundredth draft of the charms paper, but the boy kept talking.
"Your Kennedy Cheek right well I'm Nick, Nick Jameson."
He stuck out his hand to her, and Kennedy shook it not wanting to be rude. It shouldn't have surprised her that he knew her name, after all they had been classmates for nearly the entire year. But only added to her annoyance, who was he to act like he knew who she was. She calmed herself before speaking.
"So I supposed you already know me, but I can't say I'm very good with names -uh Nick. What would you happen to be working on."
She attempted to engage in polite conversation, unwilling to embarrass herself by starting her charms essay over, again. However it came out slightly awkward, as most of her conversations do, and she held her breath as she waited for his response.