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Old 01-14-2011, 06:00 PM   #330 (permalink)
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"Don't give me ideas. I might sneak over to the next tryouts for fun. I'll just have to borrow some on Selina's clothes." Elektra chuckled and grabbed his hand and she smiled. "That's good. See I'm not really that great of a flyer- ok I'll admit I've never flown on a broom before and I'm scared too so Quidditch is jut not my thing." She shrugged. "Selina and Violet are good. I somehow managed to sneak away from them because if I stay around them long enough I start to go bonkers." she said with a slight chuckle. "The three of us together don't equal one brain."
He laughed and shook his head, "Huff-puff! I was terrified when I first flew. That was the day I flipped myself over and almost panicked. My brother and Chris had to talk me down. Since then, I became determined to master flying. I still have a lot to learn, but I'm okay at it... I'll be better when I have a better broom. The ones at the school fail."

He stepped so that he was a little closer to Elektra as they walked, "And I am glad you found a way to escape your friends for the moment, dreamy lady, because I like spending time with you alone." His voice became huskier with the sentiment and a smile meant just for her spread across his face.

She really was quite beautiful, and her eyes simply captivated him. He never knew that such a pretty shade of green even existed. As he looked at her, her features suddenly stood out in stark relief from their surroundings, making the grounds seems colorless and uninteresting by comparison. He also perceived her unique scent for the first time--it was an exotic, spicy smell that provoked a confused jumble of emotions within him. He had to blink and focus his gaze elsewhere; the sudden intensity of his emotions almost made him forget how to breathe properly.

He slid his hand out of his pocket and ran it through is hair. It had to be the cycle.
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