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Boomshakalaka 
Tyson was standing casually until someone had the nerve to walk into him. Turning around with fists clenched, he was very prepared to throw a punch if necessary, "Watch where I'm going?" He growled, "You were the one to walk into me..." When Tyson realised a blonde stood before instead of a guy he'd anticipated, he relaxed slightly and flashed her his best smile. "Usually I get really annoyed with people who do that, but for you angel I'll make an exception." He leaned forward slightly and put his hands in his pockets, his usual casual stance, "I don't think you've had the pleasure of being introduced to me, the name's Tyson. Tyson Bennett."
*Staaaaaaaare*
The Blondes eyebrows raised and her arms folded as she listened to what he was about to say. If he did anything then the badge on her robes could get him into an awful lot of trouble. "
Well if you weren't stood blocking a public pathway then I think you'll find no one WOULD end up walking into you." YEAH! Beat that aggressive kid. She smirked from ear to ear as she looked at him. Jeez, she was a Slytherin no doubt about it, you couldn't say anything to her without expecting an equally sarcastic remark back.
Angel?
*Cough!Splutter*
Did he just call her an angel?
"Carry on acting that way in life and your not going to get a girl. Sickly comments don't work on me." POW! Mhmm.. She raised her eyebrows again, something she found herself to do quite a lot. She glanced across at some students that were walking down the path.
"And I think we should move out the way before we're trampled over." She grabbed him by the robes and pulled him across, towards the Willow. She wasn't SCARED of it, but maybe he was.
"The names Trixie. Head Girl. Slytherin house if you must know anymore" she informed him, not bothering to hold out her hand for a handshake or whatever other formal shizz the students tended to do around here. Bleeeh.. What was the point with being formal with people your OWN age?