7 Jun 2018, 03:36
Real Friends
Odette had scrunched up her eyebrows when she noticed the look on Mia's face when Lucien was mentioned but decided not to say anything about it. Odette loved her cousin and Mia was really nice but it seemed more of a problem they needed to work on themselves. Odette didn't want to get involved in their business although she was kind of curious as to what happened between them.
Odette zoned back into the conversation when Mia stood up and looked at her and Aravis. "Should we start going? Aravis, we can walk back to the common room together, and drop Odette by the Library, which has a staircase leading to the West Wing." The young Ravenclaw girl smiled and nodded her head.
"Yes that sounds fine. I'm getting rather tired and since it's getting dark out..." Odette trailed off and looked out the window at the setting sun and was in awe of how something so normal could be so beautiful.
The blonde haired girl turned in time to see her cousin nod. "Yes that is fine by me. It is odd how late it has gotten. I suppose the time flies when you are having fun saying is true," Aravis said. But Odette's whole body twitched when Aravis began to crack her knuckles and pop her back. The noise truly freaked her out and she covered her ears until she finished. Odette scowled at her.
"I truly wish you would stop doing that all the time. It's weird and I can't stand it," she chuckled.
Odette zoned back into the conversation when Mia stood up and looked at her and Aravis. "Should we start going? Aravis, we can walk back to the common room together, and drop Odette by the Library, which has a staircase leading to the West Wing." The young Ravenclaw girl smiled and nodded her head.
"Yes that sounds fine. I'm getting rather tired and since it's getting dark out..." Odette trailed off and looked out the window at the setting sun and was in awe of how something so normal could be so beautiful.
The blonde haired girl turned in time to see her cousin nod. "Yes that is fine by me. It is odd how late it has gotten. I suppose the time flies when you are having fun saying is true," Aravis said. But Odette's whole body twitched when Aravis began to crack her knuckles and pop her back. The noise truly freaked her out and she covered her ears until she finished. Odette scowled at her.
"I truly wish you would stop doing that all the time. It's weird and I can't stand it," she chuckled.
"We should love, not fall in love, because everything that falls gets broken."
- Is in love with Fictional Characters -
7 Jun 2018, 04:37
Real Friends
Mia internally laughed at Odette's annoyance. It was such a relative thing, getting pissed off at someone for doing that one thing that they know annoys the hell out of you. Like stealing their chocolate.
She remembered sneaking up on Maya one day, pulling her hair and making her smudge her eyeliner. Right before she did that she always snapped her fingers. Now whenever she snapped her fingers Maya jumped, or just looked annoyed. It was her parents fault, really. They insisted on her learning the basics of biology, including psychology, at the immature age of six. Maya never forgave them.
Standing up, Mia gestured towards the two girls and then towards the heavy oak door. The door was a sight in itself, with intricate carvings and handles as big, or bigger, than her hand. Granted, they were small and delicate, with light pink fingernails protruding past the tips of her fingers.
She remembered Silas's hands against hers, so big in comparison, when they'd take them in hers, and engulf them. Whenever he played quidditch, he would stop and get her a broom so that she could practice alongside him, often just throwing the quaffle. She quickly outgrew that, but now missed the feeling. Maybe that was why she was trying out for the Team.
"So. Shall we?"
Mia arched a perfect brow at the two girls and waited for their response.
She remembered sneaking up on Maya one day, pulling her hair and making her smudge her eyeliner. Right before she did that she always snapped her fingers. Now whenever she snapped her fingers Maya jumped, or just looked annoyed. It was her parents fault, really. They insisted on her learning the basics of biology, including psychology, at the immature age of six. Maya never forgave them.
Standing up, Mia gestured towards the two girls and then towards the heavy oak door. The door was a sight in itself, with intricate carvings and handles as big, or bigger, than her hand. Granted, they were small and delicate, with light pink fingernails protruding past the tips of her fingers.
She remembered Silas's hands against hers, so big in comparison, when they'd take them in hers, and engulf them. Whenever he played quidditch, he would stop and get her a broom so that she could practice alongside him, often just throwing the quaffle. She quickly outgrew that, but now missed the feeling. Maybe that was why she was trying out for the Team.
"So. Shall we?"
Mia arched a perfect brow at the two girls and waited for their response.
"Chocolate omnia constituit"
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