In Summerrrrr pv Simon Kincaid Closed

On Sundays, Simon and his group of friends from church would head over to grab some ice cream and hang out at Hyde Park when the weather was warm or grab some hot chocolate and hang out at Hyde Park when the weather was cool. Today was an ice cream sort of days and the group of them occupied a space under one of the trees along the main path. There was himself, Mia Anderson, Gabe Evans, Oliver Harris, Olivia Dalton, Lily Halifax, Charlotte Fletcher, Henry Stewart, and Alexis Carmichael.

Charlotte had just tossed one of her rainbow sprinkles toward Gabe but instead, Mia Anderson's lovely Sunday dress was the landing spot. "I would SO try and get back at you, Char, but this ice cream is too delicious to waste. Simon, I know you say you don't like sweets but you've GOT to try this one," she said as she scooted closer to him, attempting to bring the bright pink ice cream on a cone into his face so he could try it. He shook his head to protest but she only brought it closer and while he tried to maneuver himself further away, some got on his face and unfortunately his lips and he had no choice but to lick it away, as rubbing it would only cause a sticky mess later on. She just laughed and he shook his head as he smiled to her.

It was sweet. Sickeningly sweet. Just as he shook his head and glanced elsewhere, a girl caught his attention. Something about her build or stride or something made him think of his best friend Clair Fernandez but in London? And while he had seen Clair in a dress before, never in some little flowy sort of dress like that, willingly. "Excuse me a moment," he said, addressing Mia but also meant it for the group as he got up and approached.

The closer he got, the more he was certain - this was Clair. "Clair - what.... what are you doing here?"

Clair patted Comet's head and talked in a baby voice to her as they walked, or more as Clair walked and Comet rode along.
She was just walking when someone called her name, turning around ready to attack whoever knew her name, why did they know her name? When she turned around instead of seeing some creep who knew her name, Clair seen Simon Kincaid.
"SIMON!!!!" She ran at him, poor Comet being bumped along, and gave him a huge hug.
She smiled at him, "Oh Simon, you'll never guess what happened to me! I've been stuck in this City and I've had to wear dresses and Comet has had to love outside and I've had to stay in the CITY With a Grandmother who I thought was dead and is a mean old hag!" She was out of breath, as anyone would be if they had just spoke a mile a minute without stopping.

catching her breath she patted Comet and regained her control, "And so Now, I'm going for a walk to get away from the Horror house." She nodded, as if trying to prove that the small townhouse was in fact killing her.
"Also, I think I'm slowly dying from the lack of normal people here." She grinned, of course she was joking.
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@Simon Kincaid

Clair was engulfed into his arms. What was she doing there in London over the Summer??? She was supposed to be back at her family's farm in Carlisle, wasn't she? "Why are you...." stuck in the City? Wearing dresses? Comet the poor badger living outside?

Simon pulled away and looked to Clair with a confused look. "Why are you living with your grandmother?" he asked, trying to process all on what his best friend had just told him. She then joked about normal people and that made him smile, just perhaps the smallest amount - a small pull at the corner of his mouth. Honestly though, he was mostly concerned for his friend.

He knew how much she loved her farm. He also knew how much she hated the City.

This had to be so hard on Clair. "You should have called me! We could have hung out. Want to come sit with my friends? We could go on a walk if you'd rather." He knew the whole lot of them at one time could sometimes be a lot for someone to take in. They all had such loud, but wonderful, personalities.

"....What happened?" he asked, his voice now lower. He knew it was probably not something good.

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Clair knew the question was coming, of course it was a valid question as to way she had just appeared in the city. Especially when She was so open about her dislike of the city.

"Wellllll, It's a rather long story, but!" She looked around, "I've got time."
"I know, but I was not sure if You'd be sleeping or hanging out with your Muggle friends. I don't know, I thought you'd not really want to be bugged by me." Her voice got softer and softer.
"Whatever works best for you! I don't want to distract you from your friends." She said, really really hoping that Simon would not mind her being there.
"Oh yeah, so the way I ended up Here is because when my mother died I ended up not having a guardian outside of school. Because I was at school, Belle did not bother to worry me by telling me that Miss Ffion, my Grandmother, was in fact very alive and wanting to be my legal guardian. Of course, Belle had promised that I'd get to stay at the farm for the summers and breaks.
So she thought that it would be a grand idea to just not tell me until the bi- Woman arrived." Clair said, "Supposedly, She is only holding me here for the summer, and then she'll decide if she is making me stay here or if Belle can take on being the legal Guardian." She grinned, "and as you might be able to guess, I've been a perfect child in every way. I'm sure she loves me very much with everything I have put her through, I mean most of her rules have been super stupid anyways." Clair Shrugged, rather proud of how annoying and hard she had been for her grandmother.
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@Simon Kincaid

"Clair, I didn't know it had come to this," he said softly. "Look, I don't care if I've gotten myself into some weird battle where I'm single-handedly trying to save London from falling - you owl me whenever you need to. You're my very best friend and therefore you'll always be a priority to me. You'll never bug me. Understood?" His eyes watched hers and he felt sadness for her. Simon knew how much she loved that farm and wanted to be there and surely it seemed that this grandmother of hers was trying to change Clair from what she was.

"Is there anything I can do? I could meet this grandmother of yours and show her you have such outstanding friends with proper upbringings......that is, if I am on my best behavior," he smiled. "Or we should just spend some time together when you can get out and take your mind off it all? You could hang with us now if you'd like or we can depart and go elsewhere," he didn't need to stand with the gang. Really, he was totally more than fine visiting with Clair and parting ways with those muggle friends, Mia Anderson and all.

Clair watched him for a moment, "Well if London is going to fall I'm sure you could save it." She nodded "Yes I understand." At that moment she felt very much like a child being told off for something.
Clair looked at him, she smirked, "Well I mean I do think it would be funny to see you meet her, she is quiet a B*tch." The Ravenclaw looked sort of surprised "Oops." Was all she said.
"But I think I'd rather Hang out with you, and forget about her for a while." Clair nodded. Yup, that is what she would rather be doing, of course she would rather be doing that, it was a chance to forget about her 'evil' Grandmother and just have fun.
"So... What have you been up to? Gotten in any trouble lately?" She looked at Simon's friends "Heard from Angelfyre lately?" She was mostly just trying to help Simon not worry about her as much, but she was interested in how their relationship was going.
Unlike her own relationship, which she was sure was going to end soon she felt like Simon and AF's would last a long time, even if she thought that Haley and Simon were really cute together.
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@Simon Kincaid

"I'll catch you all later!" he shouted to the group in the park and then began to walk with Clair, glad that she was there, even if it were under bad circumstances. Being home had been absolutely wonderful but he did miss Hogwarts and what he missed most of Hogwarts was his friends.

"No trouble here, just trying to meet the father but he's stood me up twice now. We arranged three times over the Summer and honestly, I don't hold much hope of him being at the third." And that hurt. His hope was he would be eager to meet him and that they'd talk all night the first meeting, the same the second, and again the third. By the end of Summer it was his hopes that he would know the man that was Adrian Hawthorne but right now that just wasn't even the smallest bit of reality.

"AngelFyre," he paused and sighed a bit, a good sort of sigh and he glanced to Clair and smiled. The boy may have been with her for awhile now but he was still quite smitten. "She came to visit for a week and that was amazing and we talk on the phone every day. I haven't gone a day without hearing her voice and usually we facetime so I can see her as well. Lots of texts and photos back and forth as well." They were still going quite strong.

He really wished that Clair was having a better Summer though. "Guess who's grown a new favorite? I think Rascal likes Aunt Maggie more than me."

"Why do you keep trying to meet him? I bet he is a jerk, why would you stand up your own son?" Clair made a face, "If he is willing to do that how will you ever be able to trust him? And how do you know he won't walk all over you when you meet him? He sounds like he has no respect." Clair said boldly, "Sorry if I'm being rude, about your Dad, I mean It might be hitting a nerve."
The girl nodded, "Good, I think that it's the best way to keep up a good Relationship." She did not bother to comment on the fact that her communication with Edward bad been extremely low, nor did she comment about the letter she had sent to him, stating that she had realized she had no romantic feeling for Edward just friendship.
Clair laughed, "Well I mean she does have amazing cooking, I bet he likes to just sit there and get fat on her baked goodies!" Clair teased. "Is he with you?" If Clair knew anything about rats it was the fact that when she had had Clover that rat could hide.
Often she would forget she even had her with her!
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@Simon Kincaid

Simon was quick to open his mouth to defend him about not being a jerk but he thought of the responses he got back and how Adrian Hawthorne was an artist at saying words without saying a damned thing. That sounded quite like a jerk and he quickly continued in silence. It was for the best, especially since she mentioned hitting a nerve and she was probably sad over her own father. He shouldn't really be sharing how he was trying to build a relationship with his while hers was gone. It was rather insensitive on his behalf and he figured he needed to keep all father talk with Clair to a negative. "Yea, maybe he is," he said dismissively, planning on that being the last he said to her ever about it.

"Nah, Rascal likes staying with her. I think the smell of her baking lulls him to sleep and when he wakes up he knows he's going to get some of it. I have to make her promise small amounts so he doesn't get too plump," Simon smiled. "I'm starting to think he'd rather be with her than with me and I think there's a lot of fact to it."

He looked to his friend, glad to see she was alright despite the rough bit of Summer. "You ever try skateboarding, Clair? This looks like a good evening for some skateboarding," and he looked to her curiously. That could be something fun he could show her and take her mind momentarily off things.