Looking for food… and can’t a friend…
Lennon walked into the Great Hall and felt really small looking up at the high ceiling that looked like the sky. He was moving kind of slow and sluggishly because he was just so tired from all the traveling and his trunk felt like it weighed a hundred pounds. He finally found a spot at the long Slytherin table and slumped onto the bench with a big sigh. He pulled out a small notebook and a pencil and started drawing a little turtle in the corner of the page while he waited for his brain to wake up. His face was blank and he didn't have much of an expression but he was actually looking around hoping to see someone friendly.
"Hi," he said to a student sitting across from him. "I'm Lennon and I am a first year." He took a bite of some toast and looked at the floating candles. "The math of those candles staying up is actually really cool if you think about the gravity and stuff. I am a big math whiz so if you ever have trouble with your homework numbers I can help you out because I like being helpful to people. I'm not very fast or athletic so I spend a lot of time reading and doing equations. Do you know if they have piranhas in the lake here? I really like them and I was wondering if they ever swim up to the windows in the dungeons." He gave a small smile and hoped the other student would talk to him.
"Hi," he said to a student sitting across from him. "I'm Lennon and I am a first year." He took a bite of some toast and looked at the floating candles. "The math of those candles staying up is actually really cool if you think about the gravity and stuff. I am a big math whiz so if you ever have trouble with your homework numbers I can help you out because I like being helpful to people. I'm not very fast or athletic so I spend a lot of time reading and doing equations. Do you know if they have piranhas in the lake here? I really like them and I was wondering if they ever swim up to the windows in the dungeons." He gave a small smile and hoped the other student would talk to him.
The Phoenix Press: Truth Rising From The Ashes
Looking for food… and can’t a friend…
Ethan was having a good day until he went to the hall for a nightime snack. Ethan was talking with Anirudh, the one who had convinced him to come here, and watching him shoveling down food when he turned around and saw Lennon, or as they called him, Zio Richardson. Zio, of course, was a wizarding shop. There they sold ripoff everything! They barely managed to pass copyright laws. Lennon looked Richardson, a wizard pop star, but a Zio version. So they called him Zio Richardson. He stared for a second as he introduced himself to bulky Slytherin. He bit his tongue while he did his silly and downright embarrassing intro, but when he finished, Ethan realised something was about to happen. He overheard the Slytherin's reply
"Dork! What was that? You loser, you sound like a kindergartener! Dirty HYBRID!" This made ethan's blood boil. He was right, Lennon had horrible people skills, and he was downright violent, as shown in his reponse, but calling him such names and a Hybrid was uncalled for. "I AM GONNA KILL YOU!!!!" And there it was. Logan Han's favorite phrase. Logan Han punched as hard as he could into the kid's stomach. He proceeded to beat the kid up. Logan's beady eyes were wide. Ethan ran over to them. "Tarretangela! Tarretangela!" Logan and the Slytherin were both dancing now, and he got them away from each other. Ethan brandished his wand at the kid. "What is your name?!" He asked. "Carter" Ethan glared at the two bruises covering both of his eyes. He was clearly one of the sport kids Ethan so despised. However, these kids were stupid and bad with magic. The boy fled crying, and all was ok. Ethan turned to Logan, removed the charm, and told him he was an idiot.
"Dork! What was that? You loser, you sound like a kindergartener! Dirty HYBRID!" This made ethan's blood boil. He was right, Lennon had horrible people skills, and he was downright violent, as shown in his reponse, but calling him such names and a Hybrid was uncalled for. "I AM GONNA KILL YOU!!!!" And there it was. Logan Han's favorite phrase. Logan Han punched as hard as he could into the kid's stomach. He proceeded to beat the kid up. Logan's beady eyes were wide. Ethan ran over to them. "Tarretangela! Tarretangela!" Logan and the Slytherin were both dancing now, and he got them away from each other. Ethan brandished his wand at the kid. "What is your name?!" He asked. "Carter" Ethan glared at the two bruises covering both of his eyes. He was clearly one of the sport kids Ethan so despised. However, these kids were stupid and bad with magic. The boy fled crying, and all was ok. Ethan turned to Logan, removed the charm, and told him he was an idiot.
Nerds are better than jocks, just saying.
-Ethan L Young