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Fira · 09-01-2012, 10:42 AM

SPOILER!!: Beezus

''Yeah, why not.'' the Slytherin guy said playing with the hem of his shirt. If she wanted to try to write songs with him, he supposed it could be fun. It meant spending more time with her anyway so he was fine with it. Or more than fine, actually. He could be more inspired when she was close and...it could be all better. He smiled at the idea despite of...things. Maybe he did hesitate because of what Dylan said but it did not mean he could not just...try and see.

''I decide that.'' he uttered again about her claim that she would not last long on his list of inspiration. He also felt like commenting about how long it would last but the the answer for it that just came in his mind even scared him so he did not say anything in order not to scare her away. What she said next was a nice change of topic, what he was looking for actually. ''You know what...'' with a half smirk, he eyed her. ''...actually i don't care much about what people think of me. I am who i am and i am proud with it.'' Jerk or not. Whatever they said did not matter. There were exception of course, like her, but most were out of his interest.

Then, yeah, he said something about leaving but he seriously did not mean that. ''No, it's not that. Not that i have important things to do in this train i just...''

He fell silent all in a sudden when something happened...to the train apparently. He rose up and looked outside the window. ''What's going on?'' But nothing seemed to be happening out there. Did that always happen to the train? He did not know. It was his very first time he was riding it anyway. Then he found himself back on the seat when the train came to a complete halt. Nope, that was not a good sign. He wondered if he could use his wand but what he was going to use his wand for? He had no idea. He looked at Bee with questioning eyes as if asking if she knew what was going on but she was giving him the same look too. Another sign which was not good at all.

He remained seated when she decided to go for the compartment door probably to check what's going on. Good idea. Maybe someone at the corridors would give them a clue. Yes, she was right, something was definitely wrong. He watched as she spoke to some other students, including that funny girl whom he had met at the bowling place. They all looked like they had no idea what was going on. They all seemed to be safely discussing the problem though so Rich did not think something that required any urgency was happening. They would be screaming otherwise, would not they? So he remained in the compartment. He was staring outside when the Headmistress woman's, he saw in the Prefects' Compartment, voice came to his ears. Sitting down. Fine he was still sitting so that was no problem at all. But he did not know how sitting down could help with the train. He did not want to wait there for hours.

Richard looked back at the corridor when he saw another man talking. A man who had an official look to himself. Then he saw Dylan....holding hands with Bee. He did not know how he felt about that but they were probably helping each other with the portkeys. Finally he stood up and walked to the door and to them. First, he looked around then he silently went for the frizbee Bee and Dylan had chosen. ''You did not think of leaving without me, right?'' He would not be surprised if they did though.

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Fira Doxy Join Date: Jun 2009 Location: GMT+3 Posts: 6,021 Hogwarts RPG Name: Hunter Carter First Year x5 x4	Catching up... 9 3/4 ticket holder / The SS Mentalist / Sherlock / The Master Of Everything / Josh + <3 = Ev SPOILER!!: Beezus Quote: Originally Posted by xXxPandora Yeah, maybe. Beezus nodded at this. See? He really wasn't that bad. She really liked that. Hopefully, he'd continue on being what he was right now in front of her -- caring, thoughtful and sweet. "I think you're right." At least he wasn't condemning her for acting like the way she did. And he truly was right, emotions shouldn't be encased without venting out once in a while and in her case, the rage towards Dylan had piled up inside her. "Uhm, can I...help you write songs sometime?" Beezus asked. So when the time comes she'll be full of those emotions, she wouldn't have to throw any kind of fit. Merlin, she wanted to laugh with how firm he had taken in her request to not stare at her. She actually could see how he was fighting it. But she kept it to herself...for now. GRIN. Aaaaaand....blush, blush, blush. She deserved it...and more. Gah! He was so unpredictable, Beezus wants to hit herself with a rock for calling him something he was not. He was being VERY sweet. It was the first time someone's ever been so sweet to her. She knew he found her pretty, he told her so. But...this was just too much. "I don't think I'll last long on your inspiration list." There were many prettier girls at school. The brunette smiled wider and tilted her head. "I wish they could see how the exact opposite you are of what they think.." So, he won't be hearing those anymore. EHHH? He was going? He didn't even responded if they were friends or not and this is confusing her so much. Her smile vanished, and was replaced by a quizzical look that she, after a few moments, had faked into a forced smile. "Oh?" He was leaving her? Did say something wrong? "Well...if..if you still have more important things to do..then I won't keep you." He can go if he wants to. ''Yeah, why not.'' the Slytherin guy said playing with the hem of his shirt. If she wanted to try to write songs with him, he supposed it could be fun. It meant spending more time with her anyway so he was fine with it. Or more than fine, actually. He could be more inspired when she was close and...it could be all better. He smiled at the idea despite of...things. Maybe he did hesitate because of what Dylan said but it did not mean he could not just...try and see. ''I decide that.'' he uttered again about her claim that she would not last long on his list of inspiration. He also felt like commenting about how long it would last but the the answer for it that just came in his mind even scared him so he did not say anything in order not to scare her away. What she said next was a nice change of topic, what he was looking for actually. ''You know what...'' with a half smirk, he eyed her. ''...actually i don't care much about what people think of me. I am who i am and i am proud with it.'' Jerk or not. Whatever they said did not matter. There were exception of course, like her, but most were out of his interest. Then, yeah, he said something about leaving but he seriously did not mean that. ''No, it's not that. Not that i have important things to do in this train i just...'' He fell silent all in a sudden when something happened...to the train apparently. He rose up and looked outside the window. ''What's going on?'' But nothing seemed to be happening out there. Did that always happen to the train? He did not know. It was his very first time he was riding it anyway. Then he found himself back on the seat when the train came to a complete halt. Nope, that was not a good sign. He wondered if he could use his wand but what he was going to use his wand for? He had no idea. He looked at Bee with questioning eyes as if asking if she knew what was going on but she was giving him the same look too. Another sign which was not good at all. He remained seated when she decided to go for the compartment door probably to check what's going on. Good idea. Maybe someone at the corridors would give them a clue. Yes, she was right, something was definitely wrong. He watched as she spoke to some other students, including that funny girl whom he had met at the bowling place. They all looked like they had no idea what was going on. They all seemed to be safely discussing the problem though so Rich did not think something that required any urgency was happening. They would be screaming otherwise, would not they? So he remained in the compartment. He was staring outside when the Headmistress woman's, he saw in the Prefects' Compartment, voice came to his ears. Sitting down. Fine he was still sitting so that was no problem at all. But he did not know how sitting down could help with the train. He did not want to wait there for hours. Richard looked back at the corridor when he saw another man talking. A man who had an official look to himself. Then he saw Dylan....holding hands with Bee. He did not know how he felt about that but they were probably helping each other with the portkeys. Finally he stood up and walked to the door and to them. First, he looked around then he silently went for the frizbee Bee and Dylan had chosen. ''You did not think of leaving without me, right?'' He would not be surprised if they did though. __________________ Auror • YATIL_.________The clever combatant imposes his will on the enemy... ...but does not allow the enemy's will to be imposed on him.