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Paintbrush · 09-13-2012, 07:02 PM

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Originally Posted by Walrus

SLAM!

Travis dropped his obnoxiously heavy books onto the ground next to a small study table.
Homework and Travis are not friends. Not Friends at all.

Honestly, Travis would have set fire to it if he could. But then he would get detention or something. So instead he opened his notes onto the table. Why would teachers give them this stuff. There was no point to having them write essays about "the importance of Flobberworm Mucus." or what ever he was actually supposed to be writing about.

He looked around the common room, everyone was either chatting it up, or finishing papers. He put down his pen, and just stared at the paper. This was completely unnecessary and superfluous. They had already learned this all in class. Did they really need to reiterate this all over again?

Vee looked up, startled, as a boy slammed his books down on a table next to her. he did not look happy, not happy at all. But did he really have to announce it so... vehemently?

"Is it really that bad that you had to distract me from reading?" she looked at him with a raised eyebrow, her copy of Hogwarts:A History propped open on her lap.

She could see Berry slinking around the corner - she'd hoped the cat would have forgiven her morning's neglect of him when she refused to feed him because she was running late for class, but even if the grey stubborn creature had decided missing treats wasn't worth his being offended, the boy had successfully scared him off. Great. He'd probably go for a walk around the castle and then turn up in her bed in the middle of the night, waking her up. Again.

She sighed, annoyed, but then looked at the boy again. And his books. Herbology. No wonder he was in such a state.

"Want to talk about it? I've only been here a few weeks but I completely share your feelings concerning all that stuff," she said, indicating the books. She was already convinced it would be one of her worst subjects. Besides, maybe something else had happened to annoy the boy - and she knew from experience (young as she was) that talking to people often help. No point snapping at him, that wouldn't get her anywhere either.

"I'm Vee, by the way," she introduced herself with a smile.

09-13-2012, 07:02 PM	#77 (permalink)
Paintbrush SS 100 Triumphant DIMC Puffskein Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: Over the Rainbow. Posts: 1,825 Hogwarts RPG Name: Harvey Jarvis Second Year	Horses Forever! l l Writer for Life l Yearbook alumnus Quote: Originally Posted by Walrus SLAM! Travis dropped his obnoxiously heavy books onto the ground next to a small study table. Homework and Travis are not friends. Not Friends at all. Honestly, Travis would have set fire to it if he could. But then he would get detention or something. So instead he opened his notes onto the table. Why would teachers give them this stuff. There was no point to having them write essays about "the importance of Flobberworm Mucus." or what ever he was actually supposed to be writing about. He looked around the common room, everyone was either chatting it up, or finishing papers. He put down his pen, and just stared at the paper. This was completely unnecessary and superfluous. They had already learned this all in class. Did they really need to reiterate this all over again? Vee looked up, startled, as a boy slammed his books down on a table next to her. he did not look happy, not happy at all. But did he really have to announce it so... vehemently? "Is it really that bad that you had to distract me from reading?" she looked at him with a raised eyebrow, her copy of Hogwarts:A History propped open on her lap. She could see Berry slinking around the corner - she'd hoped the cat would have forgiven her morning's neglect of him when she refused to feed him because she was running late for class, but even if the grey stubborn creature had decided missing treats wasn't worth his being offended, the boy had successfully scared him off. Great. He'd probably go for a walk around the castle and then turn up in her bed in the middle of the night, waking her up. Again. She sighed, annoyed, but then looked at the boy again. And his books. Herbology. No wonder he was in such a state. "Want to talk about it? I've only been here a few weeks but I completely share your feelings concerning all that stuff," she said, indicating the books. She was already convinced it would be one of her worst subjects. Besides, maybe something else had happened to annoy the boy - and she knew from experience (young as she was) that talking to people often help. No point snapping at him, that wouldn't get her anywhere either. "I'm Vee, by the way," she introduced herself with a smile. __________________