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*Lottiepot* · 01-24-2012, 10:30 PM

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Originally Posted by AuroraQuinn

"You didn't make me jump..." she said, though it was a blindingly obvious lie. "Okay... yes you did. I was in my own little world." She crossed her legs and shifted slightly so that she was more comfortable.

Urgh... the exam. "Yep. Looooooooots of revision." Mainly the theory, though she was still playing violin for an hour every day. Not that she didn't like music... but the revision was tough. Really tough. Especially when the thing you liked about music was the whole not-having-to-read-or-write-anything-except-music-notes thing. "You sure? Settling in and stuff?" She remembered how worried he had been that he wouldn't fit in. She was pretty sure he would... but was he? "I'm alright, stressed I guess... but okay."

Bradley's eyebrow shot up at her statement, an obvious lie. He laughed as she backed down, lowering his eyebrow again and smirking a little. "Oh I know" he chucked, shifting so he was facing her more than the tree. Eh, it wasn't so interesting after a while. A bit vicious as well. "Thinkin' about stuff?" he enquired. But that was what most people did when they were alone wasn't it? Procrastinate. He spent much of his time, hands shoved in pockets, just thinking.

"You ain't got out much then?" he asked. School did that to you sometimes. The fourth year could remember having to stay in all day because he had forgotten to revise for an important test. Knowing fully well that without half decent grades, he was going to get no where in life and end up back on the estate. That just wasn't the life Bradley wanted. "Well I'm sure you'll do good" he turned back to Aurora. He'd never heard her play but she seemed to know what she was talking about. And he knew very little about instruments.

"I dunno 'bout settlin' in. Still ain't comfortable here" The people weren't the same, the lessons were insanely weird and the environment wasn't the terraced housing and small green that he was used to back in Clapham. "But I guess it's gettin' better" Like he could actually achieve something. Only basic spells but that was better than nothing. "Cos of your exam?" Stupid question. What else would she be stressed about. "Don't worry 'bout it. Stress makes you worse" Possibly. Maybe small levels of anxiety would improve your performance but just overwhelming yourself can make everything all jumble up inside your head.

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Lottiepot Alley Proprietor Graphorn Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: winks Posts: 17,988 Hogwarts RPG Name: Apollonia Fergersnout Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Ackerly Ravenclaw Sixth Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Tessa McKinley Nesting Occamy Rentals x12 x6	HeadGirlMC \| Treddie & Trixiver <3 \| Copy Girl \| Katie's Ickle Minion \| I love YOU more Quote: Originally Posted by AuroraQuinn "You didn't make me jump..." she said, though it was a blindingly obvious lie. "Okay... yes you did. I was in my own little world." She crossed her legs and shifted slightly so that she was more comfortable. Urgh... the exam. "Yep. Looooooooots of revision." Mainly the theory, though she was still playing violin for an hour every day. Not that she didn't like music... but the revision was tough. Really tough. Especially when the thing you liked about music was the whole not-having-to-read-or-write-anything-except-music-notes thing. "You sure? Settling in and stuff?" She remembered how worried he had been that he wouldn't fit in. She was pretty sure he would... but was he? "I'm alright, stressed I guess... but okay." Bradley's eyebrow shot up at her statement, an obvious lie. He laughed as she backed down, lowering his eyebrow again and smirking a little. "Oh I know" he chucked, shifting so he was facing her more than the tree. Eh, it wasn't so interesting after a while. A bit vicious as well. "Thinkin' about stuff?" he enquired. But that was what most people did when they were alone wasn't it? Procrastinate. He spent much of his time, hands shoved in pockets, just thinking. "You ain't got out much then?" he asked. School did that to you sometimes. The fourth year could remember having to stay in all day because he had forgotten to revise for an important test. Knowing fully well that without half decent grades, he was going to get no where in life and end up back on the estate. That just wasn't the life Bradley wanted. "Well I'm sure you'll do good" he turned back to Aurora. He'd never heard her play but she seemed to know what she was talking about. And he knew very little about instruments. "I dunno 'bout settlin' in. Still ain't comfortable here" The people weren't the same, the lessons were insanely weird and the environment wasn't the terraced housing and small green that he was used to back in Clapham. "But I guess it's gettin' better" Like he could actually achieve something. Only basic spells but that was better than nothing. "Cos of your exam?" Stupid question. What else would she be stressed about. "Don't worry 'bout it. Stress makes you worse" Possibly. Maybe small levels of anxiety would improve your performance but just overwhelming yourself can make everything all jumble up inside your head. __________________