12 Aug 2021, 18:53
Stop, Drop and Search
Forward dated to the 14th of September
The trudging of footsteps was heard but it seemed to pick up, not sounding so warn out. Students chatted amongst themselves, the voices lively and bits of laughter were thrown around. The last class before lunch had been let out, for her the class had been Herbology. She marched up from the greenhouses to the courtyard and waited as to not get slammed through the doorway. Unfortunately that was not what the world had decided for her today. Someone bumped into her and she stumbled a bit, catching herself. There was a hesitate in the footsteps before they turned and quickly padded inside, the door closing behind them. Apparently they had seen she hadn't fallen and was more in a rush to get to lunch than ask her if she was alright. She blew a strand of hair out of her face in a huff of annoyance. Ah well, she was used to it.
The brunette went up to her neck to seek comfort from her necklace. Alas, fate was not on her side. She swiped at air and her brows furrowed. Maybe the bead had got tangled in her hair or turned around? Her hand moved to the back of her neck. Nope, no chain. Suddenly she froze in a panicked state. Oh gods did I loose it? The brunette questioned herself. If she had lost it, how long ago? Was it all the way back at Herbology? There was no way to tell. Annie finally calmed herself enough to drop to the floor and begin her search. Crap the courtyard was so big this would be.. difficult and awkward.
At least no one was around to see her searching on the ground like Velma from Scooby Doo searching for her glasses. Or so she thought.
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15 Aug 2021, 01:45
Stop, Drop and Search
September 14th, 2021
Unfortunately for Annie, the worst possible people spotted her rummaging around on the ground. Or… perhaps the best people?
Callista had been heading to lunch, legs aching from walking up and down so many flights of stairs, when she spotted Annie on the ground. At first, she had been too lost in her Astronomy-related thoughts, but then her brain finally kicked in, not long after she first spotted the older girl. Callista would have recognized Annie anywhere, having long since memorized the familiar shade of dark brown hair, her small button nose, and those cute freckles that are scattered across her face like the Milky Way.
The young girl paused in her footsteps, disoriented. What was she thinking? How, exactly, did she view Annie? This question had been bubbling in the back of her mind for ages, and it felt weird to see it brought out in the open, if only tentatively. It was like poking and prodding a cautious animal, luring it outside into the sunlight. But recognizing the question didn’t make it any less hard to answer. Callista did as she always did, instead - she pushed it away and buried it, deep into her mind, hoping to never see it or consider any implications relating to it again.
Taking a deep breath, she walked forward, toward the girl that was crouched on the stone floor of the courtyard. “Annie?” The voice was soft and gentle as always, thankfully concealing her inner turmoil. It looked like Annie was searching for something, so Callista knelt beside her. “Did you lose something?” The stone was digging into her knees, but she didn’t really care.
The crowd was starting to thin, allowing for more visibility - not that it mattered in Annie’s case, but it was nice not being constantly jostled by the stream of students that were eager for some food in their empty bellies. No one around seemed keen on assisting the two girls crouched on the ground, so Callista asked, “Can you tell me what it looks like? Or, uh… how it feels like? I’ll help you search.” The now-second-year recognized that this would take a while, so she started scanning the courtyard for anything that looked out of place. She had plenty of practice doing that, anyway, after all those weird school events she’s attended…
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