Closed Finished Wake Up Dork

As much as she would like to keep awake in this class, Raizel always finds herself slowly dozing off into dreamland as she listens to the lectures. While some topics were certainly interesting and she really wanted to learn more about the history of magic, but at certain times, she gets lazy and that's when her focus dropped to zero. In the beginning, she still has her eyes on the lectures and the next thing she knows, she's already dozing off with her head leaned on her hand on top of her desk. With laziness taking a better hold of her, it just made it harder for her to gain her focus back.

The sounds around her were starting to muffle as she drifted deep into slumber, not even thinking of the possibility that she could get caught by someone. She shook her head in a last attempt to wake herself up, writing on a piece of parchment just on her desk to take notes of whatever she hears but her eyes were getting pretty heavy. She was unable to stop it from closing. A short nap wouldn't hurt right? And she'll hopefully wake up once class is done.

Just as she was slowly entering the dream world, she felt something fall on her lap, making the Gryffindor to open her eyes in a sleepy and bored manner. She looked down, feeling the cold and soaked robe sticking onto her skin and uniform. The ink bottle was there on the floor with its content poured on her robe. "Ah great…" she uttered, an annoyed expression quickly replacing that sleepy look on her face. Did she knock that one off of the table? She can't remember hitting it. Then, the answer came flying at her literally.

Coming from the back, a crumpled piece of parchment was thrown towards her front. She saw the words written on it. While things like this doesn't get to her all the time, the fact that she wasn't in the mood for this kind of stuff just made her blood boil. Well, she kind of feels grateful for whoever did it as it just awakened her blood. She took a glance behind her, trying to figure out the direction where it came from. Whoever did this better have an extra ink bottle in their arsenal right now and better prepare for what's to come. Anyone who messes with her while she's not in the mood to play around will be getting what they deserve especially since she was minding her own business. She won't let anyone push her around.

I had to subtly lean my head against my hands so that my mouth was hidden when the Gryff looked around, an amazing annoyed look on her face. Brilliant. The ink went right in her bloody lap! What now? I could continue to flick notes at her, I thought, ripping more parchment up and writing: ‘Over here, idiot’ on one of them. I needed to come up with better things. Erm, ‘You snore as loud as a mandrake’ and I grinned at that one!

I crumpled the first one up under the desk before pointing my wand at them, “Wingardium Leviosa,” I whispered, flicking my wand in her direction. Spot on! I looked away for a little bit, didn’t want to throw it too soon so she knew where it was coming from. I wasn’t naive to think that I wouldn’t get caught, I mean no one knows I spilt the ink, right? So what, I’ll get told off for throwing paper? Maybe it would be best to just hand throw them, can’t get in trouble for magic use then! I licked my lips before doing a coast check and throwing the paper, biting my lip when it almost fell off her desk!

I hid the ripped parchment in my bag and quickly went to writing notes to not seem suspicious. I could do this for the whole lesson!

@Raizel Voltrouz

Raizel had her eyes on the people at the back but of course, it won't be that easy finding whoever is doing this but she swears if she finds out, she'll make them wish they never bothered her. She is quiet most of the time, always smiling and cheerful that one might even think that she wasn't capable of getting angry. Well, they were wrong. Much like everyone else, she does get annoyed, angry although she tries to hide that. Right now, she's too sleepy to try hiding her emotions but she went back to just taking down a couple of notes on her parchment. Then again, she doesn't have any ink now so she immediately stopped and sighed. She just continued to keep an eye on who's doing this to get back at them. What? Did they think she was an easy target? That she's not gonna retaliate? Nope.

Another note came at her after turning around. Coward. She thought to herself as she tried to look a bit calm but deep down, she was seething inside. That fire within was burning and the crumpled papers are just adding more to the fuel and that just made her more determined to find out on who this jerkass. They didn't seem to be stopping anytime soon as she saw another paper landing near her desk and falling off of it. They sure have a bad aim. Not like she's one to talk but they sure seem like they are even worse than her. She lazily picked it up but didn't bother reading what's inside. That's right, they should keep it coming then she'll find out who is doing these throws.

She can be observant, taking quick glances behind or simply taking notes of what she could see through her peripheral vision. Sometimes, when things like this happen, it is often those who are trying hard to act normal are the ones responsible. It was a common practice when it comes to bullying. Unfortunately for them, the target that they chose is someone that bites back. If this continues during the whole class then she's bound to catch a glimpse of this attacker of hers. She ignored her ink soaked robe for now, focusing not on her lessons, but on her surroundings.

I seethed silently, she wasn’t even reading! And I loved what I wrote on the last note. With a huff, I angrily wrote the same message again but didn’t crumple it this time. I got my wand again, “Wingardium leviosa,” I muttered softly, floating the paper onto her desk. Ha, read that one Dork. I turned back to the front, I would leave it for a while now. Sooth her into a false sense of security.

Wonder if the idiot will ever figure out it was from, does she even know me? Because I have no clue who she is. Her long brown hair and what I could see of her face not ringing any bells. I frowned, was I even friends with any Dor— of course. Odi!

Right. I got some more paper ‘I can smell you from here Gryffindungbeetle’ hehe. I folded it into a paper airplane and threw it over, letting out a loud laugh when it hit her ear. Shit. I quickly ducked my head, cheeks turning red. Shit. Shit. That was a little loud. My whole face went red as I kept my head down, didn’t want everyone to think I was laughing at nothing like a psycho! I gulped, ah!

Thank Merlin! I gathered my things in my bag, hesitating slightly, before moving around my chair and shoulder barging her out the way before scurrying out the classroom with a laugh I couldn’t contain, making my way to the corridor.