Another Place to Talk PV Closed

"So it wasn't an accident? That's a relief. I was hoping It wasn't a accident...and that sounds really weird as I say it out loud and with pale skin everyone could see when your blushing and now I'm rambling. Great."
James let a slight gradual smile cross his reddened face. Ebony was... cute... to James right now. With her hands over her face, and her nervous rambling, James thought she looked and sounded cute, if that made any sense. James also sorta appreciated Ebony changing the subject.
James took the candy in interest. He couldn't really explained how it looked, but he popped it into his mouth anyway.
"Try some. The main colors are pink for love and when your around a crush or something, blue for sadness, yellow for nervousness, and green for excitement." he had heard Ebony say. Was she trying to find out if the kiss was out of pity or if James actually liked her? Because James wasn't sure how he felt about that.
Ebony opened her mouth, and James saw pink and yellow-swirled lights bounce out. Well, that told him how she felt. And it gave James butterflies.
James continued to suck on his own piece of candy. His thoughts wandered briefly, and he remembered what he had decided during his first or second week at Hogwarts.
Just take it slow. You're eleven, and most likely not entirely ready for all of that romance stuff... later, but not right now. He had told himself.
James opened his mouth to speak, forgetting the candy that was in his mouth. Cascades of different colors came pouring out. Yellow, green, pink, purple, even brown! Mixed emotions, he guessed.
James covered his mouth and took the candy out with a handkerchief from his pocket.
"I'm sorry, Ebony. I don't think I should have kissed you. That was my mistake... sorry." 
James hated himself right now. He knew he had been going WAY too fast. If he and Ebony were going to be "together" or whatever the grownup term was, James thought it probably shouldn't be like this. He told Ebony this, not wanting t have any confusion between them.
"If we are going to be, um... together or something, it probably shouldn't happen like this. Especially not this early. I mean, we're only eleven, and we just met each other about ten minutes ago."

Ebony choked on her candy. The candy immediately turned sour when James spoke to her so she choked on it, her face flushing. She stood up to better cough out the candy and took the chance to subtly move away from James. Even though she was choking pretty badly she still didnt want his help right now. She made it look like she was just pacing but that wasn't it. When she coughed out her candy she turned away from James and hunched over, making sure he wouldn't see the colors. She did, however, and noticed she coughed up a splatter of blue and black. She knew what blue. But what was black again? Oh yeah, it was self-hate. Well that wasn't surprising. Ebony stood for a moment gathering her thoughts.
WELL, I guess I was wrong
you guess?! Now ebony is going to become a statue for the next few days!
Im Sorry, ok. I just thought James liked her. Not my fault if I made a mistake
Oh great. Welcome to Ebony's pity party everyone!
Ebony was a naive little girl, wasn't she. She knew it was a stupid idea to get attached to someone so quickly. This is just like Edwa-No! Don't bring him up or you will crumble!Ebony turned around and faced James and put on the best performance of her life. She smiled. Even though she felt terrible inside she smiled. Even though she hated herself right now, she still smiled. Not speaking, she nodded along to what James said. She knew if she tried to speak he would immediately tell she was living. She could act all she wanted. That's what she always did in times like this. But her eyes always told the truth. No matter how hard she tried her eyes could never play along.

As Ebony started to choke on her candy, James' first instinct was to panic. He stepped forward to see if she was okay, but at the same time, she stepped back away from him. Ebony crouched down on the floor, trying to cough it up. Finally, she seemed to manage it, because no more sad sounds of pain came from her. Then, she stood up. James wasn't sure if she was okay, or how she would respond to what he had just said (other than choking on her candy). Slowly. Very slowly, Ebony turned around. And she smiled at James.
It was not a comforting smile to James. There was something off about it. The butterflies had disappeared from his stomach and they had been replaced with a horrible guilty sensation. He had said or done something wrong, he was sure of it. Any sense or reason that he had had before was slipping away. Ebony was obviously not okay with what he had just told her. It most likely hurt her. James could understand that, given that she had just told him basically his entire backstory. James liked her. But, he still didn't quite know what to do with that like for her. He didn't think this, but that is exactly the reason why he had talked about romance not being good for an eleven year old. He didn't know what to do with it, and he managed to mess it up. Pretty badly, by the look in Ebony's eyes.
So, what should he do now? What could he do? Kiss her again? No. He would get slapped for sure. And it wouldn't be the same. It wouldn't be good. He could run away... but that didn't seem like the best option either.
James seemed to have broken Ebony's heart, and he was immediately filled with a loathing for himself. This is what happens to him when he tries to be friendly and it doesn't work very well.
James exhaled shakily, angry tears at himself welling up behind his eyes. He swallowed and exhaled again.
"I-" he started. He couldn't finish.

It seemed like James couldn't speak. Oh God. Did he see through her mask? He probably did. Ebony really didn't want to ruin anything they had. The romance, she got that. They were eleven after all. She did have a crush on him but again, she's eleven. She could wait for a couple of years, tell him, and get rejected. It would hurt but at least that would be years from now. The kiss thing was at the back of her mind. Well not really, it would take some crying to get over it but that's fine. What bothered her a bit more though was there friendship. If they even had that anymore. She really couldn't tell. Ebony messed up her first chance at friendship (romance Is years from now) at this school. Guess misfortune followed her like a plague. She had to do something. Move so her feelings won't explode. She stalked over to the open window and slammed the blinds shut. She didnt need to rub salt in a open wound, so to speak. As the sun hit her skin she winced like it physically hurt her then, as extra measure she closed the drapes over the blinds. The stalked over to the edge of the bed and sat down and mustered up a smile. It was mostly fake, even thpugh a part of her was happy for James not running away when they first met. It was meant to look like a reassuring smile but she most likely failed. Ebony really needed to get over this. She noticed that her smile was wavering so she looked away and at the door. She briefly wondered if James was going to leave. She was practically waiting for him to say something like 'I tried to befriend you but your just to freaky' and walk off. If he did she would break down, but hey. It's not like it hasn't happened before.

James felt so bad! Ebony wasn't talking anymore, and she had shut the blinds, blocking out the sunlight, eliminating the light from the room. That is who James felt right now. He had messed it up. He hoped they could stay friends. Oh gosh, this is why he knew he shouldn't have kissed her... because now look at them! They couldn't talk to each other anymore, it seemed. And there were obviously bitter feelings between the two of them, and Ebony could hardly look at him, not mention the fake smile she put on. It was just breaking James' heart.
But maybe... maybe she was thinking the same things James was thinking. Maybe she was afraid that James didn't want to be her friend either!
"Ebony." James said, sitting down on the side of the bed opposite to her, pulling his legs up off the ground with him and resting them on the sheets. "I'm sorry." 
About what!? He thought.
"I'm sorry for kissing you, and then just dropping it like that. That was cruel of me to raise your hopes and then send them crashing down." James started tearing up again as he scolded himself to her.
There was a moment of silence, and then James spoke again.
"You told me your story, but I never told you mine..." he stated, suggesting hopefully that they converse more.

James wasn't running away? He was apologizing? Ok, this is different. Ebony started to smile. He wanted to be her friend! This was great. But first.. "Im sorry too. I really took this way too hard. I agree with you, about the 'together' stuff. If we will be 'together' then we should be older. And we barely know each other!" Ebony ended the statement with a giggle. One wrong word she could be down in the dumps. One right thing and she'll be flying up in the sky again. James seemed like he wanted to talk more and get over this kissing thing so she decided to move on with it. "I'll be happy to hear your story, James. I'll try too not comment much but no promises!" Ebony happily said. Then she sat next to James, but not too close. She didn't want to bug him or get into his personal place. Ebonys eyes twinkled with excitement. She was curious to hear about his back story. After all it must have been interesting to be raised by muggles. She quickly hoped James didnt think she was not normal to be sad and and depressed and the next to be happy and carefree. What could she say though? That was just her personality.

James sighed an immense sigh of relief. Now, the situation was more tolerable, and even comfortable now.
"I'm sorry too. I really took this way too hard. I agree with you, about the 'together' stuff. If we will be 'together' then we should be older. And we barely know each other!" Ebony said. She ended with a cute little giggle. "I'll be happy to hear your story, James. I'll try to not comment much but no promises!" she added.
James smiled, letting out a light laugh.
"Okay, I'll try my best to make it good!" he said playfully.
James cleared his throat and began.
“Okay… where to start? Hmm…” he mused. “Alright. Well, I was born on November 1st from my witch mother and Muggle father. My parents decided to raise me Muggle, and wait until I got my Hogwarts letter to tell me the truth about the magical world.
“So, growing up, I was completely devoid of magic, and left to live a normal, ordinary Muggle life. But I grew to love fantasy and the idea of it. I fell in love with all kinds of fantasy; basically whatever could get me close to fantasy being real. I read plenty of books, watched so many movies and tv shows,” James assumed and hoped Ebony knew what those were, seeing as she started out in a Muggle life, “and did a lot of video games and role plays.
“I also got into performing and entertaining. Things that uplifted and inspired, and amazed people. I got into music (singing, dancing, violin, trumpet, piano, etcetera...), comedy, ventriloquism, writing my own stories, drawing, and magic tricks. Magic tricks was my young way of expressing my magical blood. I didn’t make anything float or break, or set anything on fire. I did magic tricks. Slowly, they started becoming real magic, but I didn’t even notice. I just thought that I was getting really good at illusions and show and all of that… which I was, but that’s kinda irrelevant.
“I watched my friends stop believing in Santa and the Easter Bunny… they all stopped believing in anything and everything. But I was different, for some reason. I held firm onto my belief. I believed and hoped that there was something out there. Something magical. Something fantastical. Then finally, an owl swooped in and dropped a letter on my lap.
“Anyway, I got my letter and came here and yadda yadda ya…” James let out a chuckle at this, “But there’s still something that’s bugging me. I finally found that fantasy is reality, and that there really is magic in this world, and I get to be a part of it! But, there’s just something else… something, um… unfinished, if that makes sense. Problem is, I can’t figure out what it is!”

Ebony thought for a moment. "Well, there is much more out there that you haven't even heard of yet. Adventures to have, places to explore, it's all up to your imagination." She placed one hand on his shoulder and with her other hand she waved her hand in the air, aladdin-style. "I can show you the world!" Ebony said in a joking manner. Then she started singing the song from that movie with the magic carpet and the princess with the tiger. She always liked singing. Her voice was one of the things she admired. After singing a line or too she let her hands drop. "Just kidding, I still barely know much about this place." Ebony mulled over some stuff before speaking again. "Just from your personality I figured you were a die-hard believer. A cheerful, nothing-can-get-me-down type of person. " She then impersonated the president,even though she only knew how his voice sounded James probally knew more. "The world needs more people like that." Ebony kicked her legs back and forth. " Since we know since we know each other's backstory, let's ask questions about each other. Just simple stuff like what's your favorite food, favorite color, any question that doesn't start out with 'favorite'..."

After James finished speaking, Ebony took for a moment before responding.
"Well, there is much more out there that you haven't even heard of yet. Adventures to have, places to explore, it's all up to your imagination."
Now that was the kind of talking James liked! And to James' surprise, Ebony started to sing "A Whole New World" from Disney's Aladdin. James let his mouth fall open, not unlike the genie in the same movie when he is tricked into thinking he actually made the princess fall in love with Jafar. James laughed, and joined in for the last couple of lines that Ebony sang.
"Oh my gosh, I LOVE Disney!" Jams said, before letting Ebony continue.
"Just from your personality I figured you were a die-hard believer. A cheerful, nothing-can-get-me-down type of person." Ebony said. Then, she started imitating the President! James laughed again. He also loved doing impressions too, but he had forgotten to list that when describing his backstory.
"The world needs more people like that." Ebony said, "Since we know each other's backstory, let's ask questions about each other. Just simple stuff like what's your favorite food, favorite color, any question that doesn't start out with 'favorite'..."
James looked at her with confusion. She said to ask questions like favorite food, favorite color, but then she said to not ask questions that start out with 'favorite'...
"Okay, you go first." James said.

Ebony thought for a moment. What's a good question? Hmm... "What was the worst time a spell backfired on you? Doesn't matter how big or small, just the worst time any spell backfired on you." It was decent question. She didnt want to ask many 'favourite' questions became then it would be too boring, but sooner or later there going to run out of questions. She asked James this out of curiosity. One time she asked Callis, her adopted witch mother, the worst time a spell backfired on her. Apparently Callis tried to make her 'prom' dress nicer by using magic but instead she set it on fire and ruined her dress. Ebony laughed at that. She wondered what James worst attempt at a spell once. Ebony thought James would be pretty prepared before doing a spell, any spell. Well, at least that's what she thought, then again, she didn't know James very much. Well, that's why we are asking questions right now! While Ebony was waiting for James to answer, Ebony used her wand to project a image of how a human snow white would look like. They were on kinda on the topic of Disney. Then Ebony compared herself to her. Ebony made her hair shorter,then added a red headband. She also turned her eyes brown, and made her lips a brighter shade of red. Now she looked like Snow white's daughter! Kinda. Ebony was busy ogling her likeness to Snow White when James spoke. She almost didn't hear him. Oops.