25 Jan 2023, 09:26
Undercover Prefect
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There is two things Cash dislike about winters. One, is the weather itself. And two, the rush hour between classes. Although the Prefect usually prefers winter over summer but not today. Today the cold wind of Scottish Highland is more bitter and colder than any other day. As soon as their last class of the day had been dismised by their Professor, Cash quickly gathered their stuff and hauled it on their arms.
The Cuban descendant is usually more of a neat person. They took their time until the class deserted and put all their belongings inside their satchel bag then they got out of the class but it seems today the young Ironwoods just wanted to call to an end about their day and took refuge in their cozy and warm dorm room.
What they did not calculate and perhaps they forgot about the rush hour between classes. When Cash got out from their last class of the day, they stepped into the busy and bustling school Corridor. Usually, Cash show they pinned their Prefect badge on a place where people can see it but not today. Today, they had thrown on their school assemble as quickly as possible.
Last night Cash had been up all night doing and researching for their History o Magic homework about the rise and fall of Gellert Grindelwald. It was not an easy task to do but they finished it at the end and thus because of the lack of sleep, Cash almost late attending their first class of the day. The Beater tried to side-step or pushed the throng of students who still milling around the corridor.
This is why Cash hated the crowded hallway. Someone or maybe they were the one that was bound to bump into someone but not today. As Cash tried to find a way to get away from the traffic jam of the Corridor, someone knocked them hard. Their papers that stacked one against another - including their History of Magic homework - flew out of their arms.
Their school utensil which includes a bottle of blue ink and their black quill also flew up in the air. Cash watched in horror as all the papers landed on the ground. To make it worse, Cash forgot to screw the cap of their blue ink securely. And thus, the ink spilled on the floor on top of their hard work staying up all night's worth of History of Magic homework was ruined in a matter of seconds.
Cash wanted to cry because History of Magic is their least favorite subject to learn. As the Corridors cleared up a bit, Cash crawled into their ruined homework and notes. They gritted their jaw as they tried to control the angry tears that pooled in their eyes and they sucked a deep sharp breath. There is no way Cash could pick up the soaked material without smearing the blue ink on their dark purple turtleneck.
Cash pinched one of the corners of their soaked homework and notes. They put aside the beyond-salvage materials and get up from their pitiful state. The young socialite then held up their head like the arrogant and pompous pureblood child that they are. Their green eyes scanned some of the people that still lingering around the Corridor.
"Who in their right mind has the audacity to knock me over?"They stated with annoyance and anger laced in their voice. Cash waited until someone come forward. If no one come forward, Cash had no remorse to point an innocent bystander and make them the suspect number one for ruining Cash's hard work worth of homework.
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7 Feb 2023, 10:54
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As the young Hufflepuff ran through the sea of students, she could barely see where she was going. She only had one way to go, and that was forward. Her bag, stuffed with books she didn't want to carry, was threatening to burst open but that was the least of Kayla's problems. While trying to run through a crowd of Ravenclaws, she had bumped into something. She stumbled a bit to regain her balance, still dazed, she started to pick up her pace again. But then she stopped.
"Who in their right mind has the audacity to knock me over?"
Kayla frowned and stopped moving. She figured she had just walked into a wall, but apparently not. She looked at the person who had spoken and took a second to resgister that they were probably talking to her. Kayla managed to get slightly closer to them so she got a look at the person. Slytherin robes, but it was hard to tell, they were wearing a turtleneck that obscured the colours.
"Uhm." Yes, the perfect way to make herself known. All those years of learning English in school were clearly making itself known.
"I mean, er- hi! I'm sorry about your work- here let me just-" Kayla bent down and tried to scoop up the parchment, trying to salvage what was left on the floor. Unfortunately for Kayla, all she accomplished was getting her hands inked. As soon as she picked up the pieces, her hands got stained and she droped the parchment again. More shards of the inkwell appeared as it had been dropped a second time.
"Oh, gods," Kayla squeked, "I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to drop it- how about I make this up to you? I'll, uh, give you my ink!" Kayla rummaged in her bag and got out a black inkwell and offered it to the Slytherin.
"Here," she said. Kayla hoped they would take it quick, she really didn't want to be late for her charms lesson. It was rumoured they were doing spellwork today, so Kayla didn't want to miss it.
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27 Feb 2023, 15:23
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Their green eyes still scanned the not-so-crowded hallway. They are still bitter and the angry tears that threatened to spill out still pooling in their eyes. Cash was ready to point their finger to an innocent bystander and made them take the full blame for Cash's ruined History of Magic homework.
Until a timid and unsure voice stands out from the crowd. "Uhm.I mean, er- hi!"The ginger kid said timidly to Cash. They observed the kid. From her face Cash assumed that she was a first or perhaps a second year but that does not matter now. "I'm sorry about your work- here let me just-,"The kid continued some more.
Once Cash's eyes landed on the culprit that ruined their homework, Cash took a slowly but threatening pace. Their lips pursed and their eyes were ablaze with anger. They watched the other girl bend down as she tried to salvage what was left on the floor. But when she tried to pick it up, the homework crumbled under her touch.
"Oh, gods," The girl squeaked, "I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to drop it- how about I make this up to you? I'll, uh, give you my ink!"She said that it would solve th matter easily and instantly. The fourth-year Prefect watched as the girl rummaged through her bag searching for the inkwell.
And when she finds it, the ginger kid presents it to the Beater. "Here," She offered. Cash looked at the black inkwell like it offend them. They suck a harsh breath as they gritted their jaw. They now stood in front of the girl and ready to eat her alive. "I do not need your pity," Cash said rudely.
"And I am not that poor that I could not afford my own inkwell," They said as they swatted the girl's hand away from them. The swatting was not that hard but enough to leave a sting on the girl's offered hand. "What I need from you is to undo what you had been damaged,"They continued some more.
"I do not care if my homework is above your year. You ruined it and you must take the full blame for it. And thus, I do not give a shit whether you understand the material or not. I work hard for it and you ruined it in a matter of seconds,"Cash spat in front of the younger girl.
"And that pathetic sorry just just spewed on would not cut your poor excuse of an abomination behavior,"The Cuban descendant added. Sure the girl had apologoze twice in a row but Cash had no remorse whatsoever for the girl who stood before them. Cash then takes the girl's appearance. It seems she was in a hurry to get back to her own house or her next class.
But Cash still in their righteous mode wanted the girl to suffer as they did. "Now, I do not care if you miss your next class or your weak excuse of friends waiting for you back at your dorm, I want you to hand me in my homework that you ruined by the end of the day,"Cash said as they let out a taunting smirk towards the poor kid.
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4 Apr 2023, 11:25
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"Pity? It's more empathy than pity I'd say," Kayla corrected them, not at all fazed by their cold reaction to her generosity. As they continued, saying they were not 'poor' that they couldn't afford their own inkwell, Kayla was tempted to sigh. Did she mention riches? Before she could retort, the Slytherin swatted away her hand. The ink almost dropped out of Kayla's hand but she held it steady. She wasnt hurt, but she was surprised for sure.
"Hey, why'd you-" Kayla was cut off as they began to speak again.
"What I need from you is to undo what you had been damaged.
"I do not care if my homework is above your year. You ruined it and you must take the full blame for it. And thus, I do not give a shit whether you understand the material or not. I work hard for it and you ruined it in a matter of seconds," They said.
Kayla blinked. Okay, yes, maybe she was to blame for ruining their homework- but wasn't telling her to do the thing from scratch a bit extra? Maybe if they were a first year it would be better. Then she'd offer help, but to do it completely. Either way, if they wanted help, they could've asked politely. Or somewhat politely- not in such a demanding tone.
"Listen, I'm really, really, really sorry for ruining your work. But I kind of have class." Easy as that, Kayla wanted to walk away, but she wasn't finsihed talking. "And even if I wanted to do the work for you- I can't. You and I both know that."
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