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snelly0217 
"It could be? I mean do you know anyone else with hair as bight as mine?" She asked sarcastically. "Well, it is amazing, you can't deny it with curls like that." She stated. It was true, those curls just kind of hypnotize you. "Yeah well I'm handy at hitting people with bats...while flying on a broom." She stuck her tongue out. "Because you never wrote me that song." She said, and put her hands on her hips.
"Well I do." She said, being stubborn. Then she realized what she had done. She quickly got up and ran over to the pond. "WHERE IS IT?!" She exclaimed, searching everywhere for it. She couldn't stand losing it. Then, shimmering in the pond, she scooped her hand into the water and grabbed the necklace. She took a breath of relief, and sat down again next to Everett. "How do you know?" She asked. "You should have seen him two summers ago, Jake got jealous and broke Isobel's new boyfriend's nose." She looked around.
Maybelle was smiling. "You're welcome, but mine are better." She had stopped crying, but stayed where she was, hugging Everett. She didn't want to leave here. Ever. She felt safe, like nothing could hurt her. Maybelle took a deep breath and brought her arms back to her side, but her head stayed resting on Everett's shoulder.
"Just because your hair is brighter than anyone else's doesn't make it awesomer than anyone elses." Also, bright hair was like a clowns, and Everett didn't like clowns. Not that he'd say that to her face. He did have some tact.
"Mhhmmmm!" He said with some sass, before losing his sassy appearance and laughing.
"You're so violent thinking," He commented amused.
"Well yeah, because my guitar did break last year, and I didn't have time. OWLs and all," Everett said, making excuses even though it didn't really matter at all.
Everett shrugged slightly as she said she remembered. Then watched as she became frantic for the necklace she'd thrown. He'd thought that was a bit odd, the throwing it in the pond. At least she'd come to her senses now to find her jewellery again.
"Because you don't just hate a girl because she lost interest... Well you do if you aren't a nice guy but still..." He trailed off slightly, blinking slightly as she mentioned how he'd broken someones nose. Maybe he wouldn't be so nice, and might come after him. Everett just had to protect his nose then. And maybe just himself in general. He didn't fancy any injuries.
Everett rolled his eyes,
"Fine, you can believe that, and I'll believe that mine are the best hugs." He compromised. At least she wasn't crying or really upset now. He let her just lean on his shoulder, content for the moment.