Lesson Stack

[font=book antiqua] [font=book antiqua]It had been 10 days since Anastasia was 12 years old. And a week had passed since school started again. Harder than before. For some, anyway. Anastasia still found the classes quite easy and that made her feel better. She wanted good results and her cousin set a minimum level for her to surpass.
The girl had some homework to do for the next few days. She had decided to do it in the library, so that she would have access to all the knowledge that this comforting place could provide. So she sat down at a table by the fireplace with a cup of hot chocolate in her hand.
Anastasia paid absolutely no attention to the other students in the library and took out some parchment, her eagle quill and ink. She had a Transfiguration homework due the next day. So she had to do it.
━ Can I sit here?
Concentrating on her homework, she had not heard the newcomer. She was surprised, but hid it very well. It's like that with her, Anastasia is not very demonstrative. She turned her head towards the girl, a brown-haired Ravenclaw first year. Anastasia knew her by name as they were classmates. Her name was Victoria Honest.
Even though Anastasia was alone at her table, while the others were two or three, she wondered why Victoria had come to her. Maybe she needed help with the homework. But why would Anastasia help Victoria? The brunette only had to listen in class!
━ Okay, but don't expect me to help you.

Interaction: @Anastasia Varney

Clothes

Reducio

-

Victoria was waiting for an answer from the girl. Finally the girl stared blankly at Victoria, as if she was thinking of something. After a while the girl spoke.

━ Okay, but don't expect me to help you.

Victoria didn't get the answer she expected. But still she sat down at the table with a smiling face. "I'm not here to ask for help, sorry for the misunderstanding." said Victoria politely. While trying to do her homework, Victoria fell over several pages and bent to pick them up.

Some looked at her and chuckled, but Victoria didn't understand why. "I'm not well known here. Let me introduce myself to you." Victoria tried not to show her slight sadness, but the girl in front of her seemed to understand. "I'm Victoria Honest! What's your name?" she asked. Then she remembered that she had left her coffee on the table. "Sorry, I'll be right back, I forgot my coffee!"

Victoria ran as fast as she could. She was really curious about the name of the girl she wanted to meet. She took her coffee and returned to the table where the girl was sitting. "I'm back again!" Victoria smiled. But the girl's expression didn't seem to like Victoria. Victoria was upset. "Oh- I can go if you don't want to?"

[font=book antiqua] [font=book antiqua]━ I'm not here to ask for help, sorry for the misunderstanding.
━ Good.
Ostensibly ignoring her tablemate, Anastasia continued her homework. She sensed that Victoria wanted to engage in conversation but she didn't want to talk. She put down her quill for a few seconds to take a sip of hot chocolate. Victoria took the opportunity to start talking.
━ I'm not well known here. Let me introduce myself to you. I'm Victoria Honest! What's your name?
Anastasia rolled her eyes, holding back a sigh. Victoria looked disappointed at Anastasia's lack of enthusiasm. But her question made no sense! The two girls had been classmates since September. And it was January. It would be surprising if Victoria had memory problems...
━ You are not very well known, it's the same for me. But I know you and you should know me too. We're in the same house, the same year and we're taking the same classes. But as I have the impression that you forgot the names of your classmates during the holidays, I am Anastasia Varney.
With a lame excuse, Victoria went to get her cup of coffee. Anastasia was a little surprised: coffee is disgusting and what first year drinks coffee at her age? The Scottish girl watched the brunette run to the table and then looked down at her homework. That girl was infuriating. As she heard her return, Anastasia restrained herself from telling her that running and talking loudly was forbidden in this library. And that she had come to be alone.
━ I'm back again!
This time Anastasia could not hold back a sigh. She looked at Victoria with an exasperated look that clearly said, "You annoy me. If Victoria left, Anastasia would be stalked. Anastasia could leave, but she's comfortable here by the fireplace.
━ Oh- I can go if you don't want to?
━ I really don't care as long as you don't bother me. And I just want to make it clear. We are in a library, so be quiet.

Interaction: @Anastasia Varney

Clothes

Reducio

-

Anastasia
Victoria

Victoria took a sip of her coffee. The girl she wanted to meet seemed tough—Victoria hoped she wasn't like that.-━ You are not very well known, it's the same for me. But I know you and you should know me too. We're in the same house, the same year and we're taking the same classes. But as I have the impression that you forgot the names of your classmates during the holidays, I am Anastasia Varney.


Victoria was embarrassed. She remembered Anastasia. She took a deep breath and leaned back. Later, Anastasia made a comment about her speech;

━ I really don't care as long as you don't bother me. And I just want to make it clear. We are in a library, so be quiet.

"First of all, I'm sorry, but why do you have to be so rude?" Victoria questioned in a whisper. "I just wanted to be friends." "And finally, I don't have as many friends as you, I know why you think I came here. I thought we could study with you."

Victoria straightened her hair and tried to do her homework. But her eyes were on Anastasia, who was constantly studying. Finally, he sighed and clasped her hands to her head.

She went to the back and researched another book about her homework. When she finally found it, she went back to where she was working. But Anastasia did not look pleased. Victoria wished she would answer her initial questions, and I think Anastasia would speak. Victoria didn't think she was doing anything wrong, she just wanted to talk. She took a deep breath and looked at Anastasia.

Victoria closed her eyes, she really needed a good sleep. She took a deep sigh.

Reducio

WC-204/200

[font=book antiqua] [font=book antiqua]━ First of all, I'm sorry, but why do you have to be so rude? I just wanted to be friends. And finally, I don't have as many friends as you, I know why you think I came here. I thought we could study with you.
With a wry smile on her lips, Anastasia listened to Victoria's speech. She had finally understood that a library was meant to be silent. But Anastasia's smile quickly disappeared with Victoria's last sentence. Anastasia sighed and went back to her homework without answering Victoria.
Victoria got up to look for something and when she returned, Anastasia gave her a stern look. She felt that Victoria was a rather banal girl who saw life as full of glitter and a single annoyance could make her angry. And Anastasia hated that kind of girl.
━ Victoria, you can sit here, but please know that I'm not rude. I just don't like noise. Oh, and, uh, for the record, I think I have fewer friends than you. I guess you know why. It's because of my "rudeness."
Anastasia took up her pen to finish her homework, wrote the last word and let the parchment dry. She got up to fetch a book and recognised someone as she returned to the table. She sat down at the table opposite Victoria, took a sip of hot chocolate and called out to the boy. Youssuf, whom Anastasia met in mid-October.
━ Hi Youssuf! How are you?

Youssuf sighed, bored to the bone with the book he was reading. He was slogging through it (it was an older-year Transfiguration book) and GOD it was written in such slow, old script. He had to decipher each word into normal English from long cursive and then try to understand it. Needless to say, he was more than a little frustrated.
He sipped from his cup of coffee and sighed with satisfaction. Food wasn't allowed in the Library, otherwise he would totally have brought a sandwich or something. Ah well.

Youssuf had been eavesdropping on the table diagonally opposite him for the last...well, quite some time anyway. The girl he'd met in the snowball fight, Victoria was sitting there, along with Anastasia, the girl he'd met by the lake back in October.
He couldn't catch all the details, but Ana (Youssuf had chosen that as her nickname; it was better than saying Anastasia every time) seemed to be getting a bit angry with Vicky, who was displaying her usual friendly manners. He was quasi-friends with her, but Ana seemed to dislike her talking.
Then Ana finished whatever she was working on, and went to fetch a book. She recognized him as he looked at her, and called out to him, sitting on the table opposite Vicky's table.
Youssuf crossed happily to her table and sat down, saying, "Hi Ana, I'm not bad. How're you? I heard part of your conversation with Vicky over there. Do forgive her, eh? She just tends to be a little...friendly. She's really nice in general, and she's strategically very clever, as I found out to my disadvantage." He laughed, remembering the way Vicky had outwitted him in the snowball fight.

Interaction: @Anastasia Varney@Youssuf Baid

Clothes

Reducio

-

Color Code;

━ Victoria, you can sit here, but please know that I'm not rude. I just don't like noise. Oh, and, uh, for the record, I think I have fewer friends than you. I guess you know why. It's because of my "rudeness."

Victoria felt a little guilty after what Anastasia had said. Anastasia left the parchment to dry and went to get a book. She tried to continue her homework in Victoria. But Victoria saw Anastasia move to table. Victoria didn't care, going on with her homework.

━ Hi Youssuf! How are you?

Victoria looked at Youssuf and smiled faintly, though they weren't particularly close friends.
"Hi Ana, I'm not bad. How're you? I heard part of your conversation with Vicky over there. Do forgive her, eh? She just tends to be a little...friendly. She's really nice in general, and she's strategically very clever, as I found out to my disadvantage."

Listening to Victoria Youssuf's words, she smiled and a small chuckle escaped her lips at the last sentence. Victoria opened her eyes quickly and said, "I'm sorry," trying to continue with her homework.

Victoria tried to hide her embarrassment. She buried her head in both her arms and sighed. Why had Anastasia acted like this? She was impressed by Victoria Youssuf's speech. He asked Anastasia to forgive Victoria, but Victoria knew she had done nothing.

Victoria didn't want to wish for more of what Anastasia had said, so she focused herself on the lesson. After solving a few questions, she wandered around the back shelves to get another book, lingering as long as she could, but she didn't know why.

After Victoria found the book, she dragged her feet back to her desk – surprised to find Anastasi and Youssuf still there. She tried to ignore it and went back to her homework.

[font=book antiqua] [font=book antiqua]━ Hi Ana, I'm not bad. How're you? I heard part of your conversation with Vicky over there. Do forgive her, eh? She just tends to be a little... friendly. She's really nice in general, and she's strategically very clever, as I found out to my disadvantage.
Even though she was happy to see Youssuf, Anastasia rolled her eyes. "Ana" was her parents' nickname. Only Andrew and Mathilda Varney were allowed to call her "Ana". For the others, it was Anastasia. Except for her cousin, who called her "Ana Bella". And Youssuf was neither her parents nor her cousin.
━ Youssuf, did I ever tell you that my first name is Anastasia and that I don't accept nicknames? I think I did. About Victoria, I find her a bit clingy. But then again, maybe I just wanted to be alone. Why is it that every time I meet people, I either want to be alone or I have a problem?
She said this as a joke. But it was true. Apart from in class, she had met Youssuf and Victoria when she wanted to spend some quiet time. And she had met Juniper Kelly during an allergy attack.
━ I'm sorry...
When Anastasia heard Victoria, she sighed in exasperation. That girl - Victoria - was too emotional. She thought too much about what others thought of her. And that... annoyed Anastasia.
Anastasia didn't give a damn about other people's opinions. After all, her father was a Vampire, she liked to be alone with Onyx, and she was unpleasant to the world. But for someone to let it happen like that, Anastasia couldn't let this happened.
━ Victoria Asminy Honest. You will listen to me carefully. You don't have to feel sorry for something that I or whoever is doing. All right? You need to be sorry for what you do wrong. Do you understand me?
In reality, Anastasia didn't care whether Victoria understood or not. She just needed to tell her that. Now Anastasia was hesitant to leave. The atmosphere here was too weird. So after an exaggerated smile at Victoria and Youssuf, Anastasia picked up her things and walked out of the library. And no, she wasn't secretly hoping someone would catch her. If either of them wanted to talk to her, well, it was too late.

The boy walked along the corridors, and with for the love of all things odd, he seemingly had the slightest spring in his step. If a normal occasion, he would have been hunched, dragging himself like a Deadman. This was different, but why? You may ask what could have caused the boy to walk lighter? Give some light to his dead black eyes? Only one word can answer the question that lingers in your mind, books. Yes, books. That is what Thymus Quercus lived for, books, they were his passion, his talent, his love... his only friend... He turned a corner.
He loved libraries, he loved the knowledge they held, or the unsuspecting stories, the feel of the paper whether crisp or aged, and... The silence. Back home in Dunure, after a long day of fishing, he loved to settle down at the libray, he especially loved it because he was usually the only one there, it was like he had it all to himself.... It was perfect. He turned another corner, he was finally at the entrance. As he walked in he became heavy once again, there were so many students... There was handful of them in one spot having a conversation seemingly. He groaned, of course, Of fucking course! The one place he found comfort in was piled high to the ceiling now, there was only a few seats available. And they were next too a trio of people talking to one another, two girls and a boy. He picked out his books trying to ignore the everyone and everything. Afterwards he took his books sat down as far away as he could from the trio and got to reading.
It looked as if the trio's conversation wasn't going quite well, that made it more hard for him to focus, and made it a bit awkward. He wasn't good in awkward situations. He buried his face deeper into the book. After a bit one of the girls left, the. there were two. Great, he thought, the less the merrier. He chuckled to himself, rather pleased about his joke.

383/200 words
@Yossuf Baid, @Victoria Asminy Honesty

^{"If you could you would, and if you couldn't you wouldn't. But sometimes even if you could you shouldn't and should when you wouldn't."}