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Ace of Jacks said
What Art does Bambi have? If its painting maybe she'd be in Elsa's class
I can make it painting (:
I just said fine arts cause it was on the list xD
Before Isa could reach the art room door, it was closed promptly in her face. "Well, damn!" Isa exclaimed, looking at Arty with a smug look plastered upon her face. "I guess we were not really needed after all." she shrugged, flipping herself around and leaning against the door frame of the art room. Her hand reached up and tucked behind her ear some of the lose strands of hair that had fell out of her bun.
The P.A. system rattled as it turned on, a voice booming through it seconds after: "Hey everyone, My name is Emma and just like you, assuming there are other people here, I'm stuck here. I have a teachers badge so we are going to unlock the Cafeteria if you want to meet me and Kaz there we are going to try and figure things out."
Isa grinned, the girl from earlier- who now Isabella knew was named Emma and the foreign exchange student (Kaz) had figured it out after all. Isabella's tummy grumbled in response the system almost in perfect reply. "Just in time, I'm starving." Just then the boy emerged with the blankets and headed towards the library in what seemed like a rush. "Hey, we'll meet you in the cafeteria then!" Isa called to the boy, hoping she hadn't offended him or anything. If she didn't know any better, it seemed like he was trying to avoid her.
Isabella then turned to Arty and shrugged, "What did you want to show me before we head to the cafeteria?" she asked curiously, with only a slight bit of hesitation in her voice. He had been quiet this whole time, and Isa began to worry that it might be something serious.
The P.A. system rattled as it turned on, a voice booming through it seconds after: "Hey everyone, My name is Emma and just like you, assuming there are other people here, I'm stuck here. I have a teachers badge so we are going to unlock the Cafeteria if you want to meet me and Kaz there we are going to try and figure things out."
Isa grinned, the girl from earlier- who now Isabella knew was named Emma and the foreign exchange student (Kaz) had figured it out after all. Isabella's tummy grumbled in response the system almost in perfect reply. "Just in time, I'm starving." Just then the boy emerged with the blankets and headed towards the library in what seemed like a rush. "Hey, we'll meet you in the cafeteria then!" Isa called to the boy, hoping she hadn't offended him or anything. If she didn't know any better, it seemed like he was trying to avoid her.
Isabella then turned to Arty and shrugged, "What did you want to show me before we head to the cafeteria?" she asked curiously, with only a slight bit of hesitation in her voice. He had been quiet this whole time, and Isa began to worry that it might be something serious.
Hibiki No Echo said
I've always read it as Neville, mostly cause I was recently reading Harry Potter.Counter running joke, he calls her Ms. Neville as well at times.
LOL. Perfect, I love it.
5:45
Barbara hadn't slept a wink yet, she was overwhelmingly nervous with going to school. This would be her second year at the highschool, but for most it would appear to be her first, since she tried to hard to blend into the walls. Her petite body curled up in the bed, legs pressed up into her chest as her dark, large doe eyes stared at the light peeking through the slits of the window blinds. She supposed it would be time to get up soon and she might as well start now. Slinking out of bed she went over to her plant that sat on the window sill. Her aunt would kill her if she saw what it was, but she was forbidden in Bambi's room. Bambi glanced to the door just to make sure it was locked, and granted it was. Plucking at the leaves, she tossed them in the garbage, examining the buds that were growing from it. "Not bad." she whispered to it. It was said somewhere that you were supposed to sing to plants to make them grow better, but Bambi never sang and her plants were doing just fine.
6:00
"Barbara?" A voice and a loud knocking came from outside the door, and Bambi jumped, knocking her plant on to the ground. Fuck!" she whispered sharply, her bony knees hitting the carpet fast as she scooped the dirt and plant back into it's container. "Barbara, I'll be taking your cousins to elementary school soon, so if you want a ride let me know." Bambi placed the plant back on the sill, upset that her stupidity had knocked it over in the first place. "I'll walk, thanks." Bambi called through the door, practically breathless from all the movement she had been doing with barely any sleep on her side. "Okay honey, make sure you have some breakfast and have a wonderful day at school." Bambi groaned, her aunt was overly nice at it made it seem like Bambi was a total asshole for being so introverted.
6:30
Waiting for her aunt and cousins to leave the house Bambi grabbed some clothes; a pair of slate grey leggings, a very lightweight maroon sweater, and a pair of black ankle high boots. She hurried to the bathroom, making sure her room door was locked behind her. Stripping of her pajamas, she hopped into the shower and washed her very shaggy brown hair. Getting out she blowed dried and straightened it, her bangs side swept across her forehead. Next was the usual toiletries acts; deodorant, teeth brushing, etc. Staring at herself while she got ready, Bambi was constantly reminded on how much she hated her freckles. The dark brown spots splattered across the bridge of her nose and under her eyes, even down her cheeks. Bambi applied make up to try to hide them, or at least lighten their appearance, and then a darker wine color lipstick she picked cause she was in the mood for it. Placing on her clothes and shoes she was ready to go.
7:00
Bambi hadn't got breakfast like her aunt had told her to, but she walked with the quickness of someone who had. Reaching the school in no time, Bambi swung off her backpack in the parking lot and bent down to look into it for her schedule. Finding the slightly crumbled piece of paper, she flattened it out on her knee and read it: Fine Arts. Phew, a sigh of relief. Bambi threw the paper back into her bag, and put the bag back over her arms. She was never into the whole one sided thing, it was all or nothing. Walking into the school, Bambi thought she'd like to find a vending machine first so she could at least have a bottle of water for the day. Finding the first one in the entrance of the school, she started to pull out some loose change in the pocket of her bag, hoping that it was enough.
Barbara hadn't slept a wink yet, she was overwhelmingly nervous with going to school. This would be her second year at the highschool, but for most it would appear to be her first, since she tried to hard to blend into the walls. Her petite body curled up in the bed, legs pressed up into her chest as her dark, large doe eyes stared at the light peeking through the slits of the window blinds. She supposed it would be time to get up soon and she might as well start now. Slinking out of bed she went over to her plant that sat on the window sill. Her aunt would kill her if she saw what it was, but she was forbidden in Bambi's room. Bambi glanced to the door just to make sure it was locked, and granted it was. Plucking at the leaves, she tossed them in the garbage, examining the buds that were growing from it. "Not bad." she whispered to it. It was said somewhere that you were supposed to sing to plants to make them grow better, but Bambi never sang and her plants were doing just fine.
6:00
"Barbara?" A voice and a loud knocking came from outside the door, and Bambi jumped, knocking her plant on to the ground. Fuck!" she whispered sharply, her bony knees hitting the carpet fast as she scooped the dirt and plant back into it's container. "Barbara, I'll be taking your cousins to elementary school soon, so if you want a ride let me know." Bambi placed the plant back on the sill, upset that her stupidity had knocked it over in the first place. "I'll walk, thanks." Bambi called through the door, practically breathless from all the movement she had been doing with barely any sleep on her side. "Okay honey, make sure you have some breakfast and have a wonderful day at school." Bambi groaned, her aunt was overly nice at it made it seem like Bambi was a total asshole for being so introverted.
6:30
Waiting for her aunt and cousins to leave the house Bambi grabbed some clothes; a pair of slate grey leggings, a very lightweight maroon sweater, and a pair of black ankle high boots. She hurried to the bathroom, making sure her room door was locked behind her. Stripping of her pajamas, she hopped into the shower and washed her very shaggy brown hair. Getting out she blowed dried and straightened it, her bangs side swept across her forehead. Next was the usual toiletries acts; deodorant, teeth brushing, etc. Staring at herself while she got ready, Bambi was constantly reminded on how much she hated her freckles. The dark brown spots splattered across the bridge of her nose and under her eyes, even down her cheeks. Bambi applied make up to try to hide them, or at least lighten their appearance, and then a darker wine color lipstick she picked cause she was in the mood for it. Placing on her clothes and shoes she was ready to go.
7:00
Bambi hadn't got breakfast like her aunt had told her to, but she walked with the quickness of someone who had. Reaching the school in no time, Bambi swung off her backpack in the parking lot and bent down to look into it for her schedule. Finding the slightly crumbled piece of paper, she flattened it out on her knee and read it: Fine Arts. Phew, a sigh of relief. Bambi threw the paper back into her bag, and put the bag back over her arms. She was never into the whole one sided thing, it was all or nothing. Walking into the school, Bambi thought she'd like to find a vending machine first so she could at least have a bottle of water for the day. Finding the first one in the entrance of the school, she started to pull out some loose change in the pocket of her bag, hoping that it was enough.
Drakeonis said
I'm convinced the site hates me, I seem to only be able to get on either really late or really early. -.-
Leda said
you're not alone Drakeonis
I usually check multiple times a day- early morning to night;
but my problem is that I always end up picking a moment when the site is down so I give up xD
Red_massa said
Thank you for the generous offer Capn but after reading a few of your posts I believe you have an amazing writing style and wouldn't want to hinder your style of writing by trying to help with the antagonist. Again thank you very much. Cheers; Red
Oh <3 >_<
Thank you very kindly, that was the first time I ever heard such a compliment.
I'm sorry about the situation Red, and hope we get to roleplay with one another sometime!
If you do ever change your mind- the offer will continue to stand. :)
From departing the train to entering the school Pearleane was in a constant state of wonderment and awe. She glanced around to the other new students with a cheeky grin. How exciting was this? Pearleane found Eyeris and gave a friendly wave. She hoped this wouldn't be the last time she saw the girl she had sort of made friendship with on the ride here.
It was suddenly the crowd's attention turned to Headmistress McGonagall who stood in front of the lectern in the top middle of the room in front of the teachers table. Everyone's eyes gazed upon her. The ceremonies were to begin. Pearleane fidgeting slightly, listening to the woman's speech. She welcomed them all and introduced several members of faculty, all in which Pearl knew somewhat from the stories her mother sometimes told her.
Another man spoke only a moment, “For those of you that aren’t able to take my class yet. Friendly advice is to never feed my dragons.” Pearleane giggled loudly at the comment, but wondered if he was serious. Dragons had to eat too didn't they? The headmistress took back control of the speech declaring it was time for the sorting of the houses to begin.
Professor Greco cleared her throat as she stood and shuffled to the Sorting Hat and his pillow. “We will now being the Sorting Ceremony. When I call your name please come forward and I will place the hat on your head so that you can be sorted into your houses. After which you will join your house table marked by the banners above the table.” The woman spoke, Pearleane's eyes darting across to look at the tables, . She wondered where she would be placed, and what that would entail for her future at Hogwarts.
Promptly Pearleane got in line and waited for her name to be called. After many students were called, she was finally the third in the line. Reaching into her small cheetah printed purse she took out another mint and sucked on it nervously, "What if I trip in front of all these people?" she pondered, hoping that if that did occur she would end up tripping out the window and into the mouth of a troll. She was also not looking forward to leaving most of her personal touches behind during her time at Hogwarts; her clothes, accessories, and the food she hid in them most importantly. Would she be able to hide her purse within her robe? She would have to test it. Two students left, than one as Perleane's mint was nothing but a sliver in her mouth, cutting into her gum. She removed her hat and gripped it's edges tightly as her name was finally called.
Climbing the stairs carefully she sat down with a small huff. She didn't need to be told to sit, she was already tired from waiting in line and the long trip getting there. Professor Greco placed the hat down on the girl's mess of braided ebony curls and it soon began to speak. "No need to be nervous young Pearleane Pompaque. Your mother Claudia was quite the opposite when she sat here for the first time." Pearleane gasped slightly, her crimson lips then closing into a tight smile. He had remembered her mother, and knew how much of a strong woman and excellent leader she was. Would he plan to place her in Gryffindor as well? "Ah yes, there is no mistake you're a Hufflepuff, where they are just and loyal, those patient Hufflepuffs are true, and unafraid of toil. Hufflepuff is where you belong!" The sorting hat sung, half teasingly as he made the announcement.
She was one of the first of the first years announced to Hufflepuff that evening, but from the grin plastered on her face she would have been happy with any house. The applauds followed her to the table as the older members welcomed their newest. Pearleane didn't bother placing her hat back on her head, still too dazed in excitement. A few of the older girls complimented her on her attire and makeup, and sympathized that she would soon be unable to keep most of it.
"Well, I always have looked great in black and yellow." she teased, settling in.
It was suddenly the crowd's attention turned to Headmistress McGonagall who stood in front of the lectern in the top middle of the room in front of the teachers table. Everyone's eyes gazed upon her. The ceremonies were to begin. Pearleane fidgeting slightly, listening to the woman's speech. She welcomed them all and introduced several members of faculty, all in which Pearl knew somewhat from the stories her mother sometimes told her.
Another man spoke only a moment, “For those of you that aren’t able to take my class yet. Friendly advice is to never feed my dragons.” Pearleane giggled loudly at the comment, but wondered if he was serious. Dragons had to eat too didn't they? The headmistress took back control of the speech declaring it was time for the sorting of the houses to begin.
Professor Greco cleared her throat as she stood and shuffled to the Sorting Hat and his pillow. “We will now being the Sorting Ceremony. When I call your name please come forward and I will place the hat on your head so that you can be sorted into your houses. After which you will join your house table marked by the banners above the table.” The woman spoke, Pearleane's eyes darting across to look at the tables, . She wondered where she would be placed, and what that would entail for her future at Hogwarts.
Promptly Pearleane got in line and waited for her name to be called. After many students were called, she was finally the third in the line. Reaching into her small cheetah printed purse she took out another mint and sucked on it nervously, "What if I trip in front of all these people?" she pondered, hoping that if that did occur she would end up tripping out the window and into the mouth of a troll. She was also not looking forward to leaving most of her personal touches behind during her time at Hogwarts; her clothes, accessories, and the food she hid in them most importantly. Would she be able to hide her purse within her robe? She would have to test it. Two students left, than one as Perleane's mint was nothing but a sliver in her mouth, cutting into her gum. She removed her hat and gripped it's edges tightly as her name was finally called.
Climbing the stairs carefully she sat down with a small huff. She didn't need to be told to sit, she was already tired from waiting in line and the long trip getting there. Professor Greco placed the hat down on the girl's mess of braided ebony curls and it soon began to speak. "No need to be nervous young Pearleane Pompaque. Your mother Claudia was quite the opposite when she sat here for the first time." Pearleane gasped slightly, her crimson lips then closing into a tight smile. He had remembered her mother, and knew how much of a strong woman and excellent leader she was. Would he plan to place her in Gryffindor as well? "Ah yes, there is no mistake you're a Hufflepuff, where they are just and loyal, those patient Hufflepuffs are true, and unafraid of toil. Hufflepuff is where you belong!" The sorting hat sung, half teasingly as he made the announcement.
She was one of the first of the first years announced to Hufflepuff that evening, but from the grin plastered on her face she would have been happy with any house. The applauds followed her to the table as the older members welcomed their newest. Pearleane didn't bother placing her hat back on her head, still too dazed in excitement. A few of the older girls complimented her on her attire and makeup, and sympathized that she would soon be unable to keep most of it.
"Well, I always have looked great in black and yellow." she teased, settling in.
I will have to drop out of this-
The number of people in it is a bit overwhelming for me to keep up!
Sorry (: Hope you all have fun~
The number of people in it is a bit overwhelming for me to keep up!
Sorry (: Hope you all have fun~
Sapphire said
I'm still here, I've been really busy though. I know that's not a good excuse but its true. I had a Christmas party, rowing, and a friends basketball game and that was just yesterday. I'm working on a post and I need to finish it up, I apologize for my absence though.
It happens!
MysticFox said
I'm kind of lost haha.
Well, most of us are by the door way discussing what to do-
Capser and Faeya are down another hallway talking to one another.
c: So you can join either group.
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