Elliot scowled..
."I have to deal with all that next year...just...great. Really great. I will need you to help..." she smirked and added,
'If help is even needed..." because Elliot rarely needed help with anything, really.
She shifted her position on the sleeping bag and eyed the thing....grumpily.
"I have never EVER slept on something so...lumpy. Or flat. Don't muggles sleep on these things?" she asked, twirling her finger around on one of the lumps...squishing it down...it was so strange.
"We aren't going to get much sleep, are we?" she asked, raising her eyes to Presley, looking suddenly...meehhhh.
But then Presley asked...what type of things...she just smirked and winked. "You'll see," she said mysteriously, shrugging it off...for now. But she couldn't keep Presley waiting forever.
"Wait for everyone else to sleep..." hehehe.
OH.
"Pres! Crud! How are things at home? How was Christmas?" she asked, eyes widening...she had worried about Miss Black...though she had spent a fair amount of time at Max's...and not at home. Home was too hostile right now. She had to tell Presley about....that, too. Hmm. So many things to tell her...
She shrugged at Ethan..."
You could never interrupt me, Ethan," she said with a slight wink and then smirked. Ethan was fun to tease...hehehe. She thought she might as WELL bring up Minnie...and...just SEEM like a good friend...ish....
"How's...Minnie..." she managed to get out, her voice a bit grumbly...
Now she regretted asking. Because now..he would actually answer. And Elliot didn't want to hear that they were doing okay. Because...she still disagreed HUGELY with his decision.
Stupid Minnie.
ANYWAYS-Back to Mick, Ethan's much nicer counterpart! hehe.
She listened to his...explanation about his parents...and their divorce. She nodded.
"Yes...It seems like they aren't...meant to be, then. It's probably all for the best that they broke apart, then." She was just looking at it in a...logical way...
And then ETHAN scolded her...and she scowled.
"He seems fine, Ethan. Merlin," she rolled her eyes and looked back at Mick. Who was smiling. Hehe. Elliot just had that effect on people, now didn't she? She was about to ask him something else when he fire about A MILLION questions at her..okay, not exactly that many...but still! She took a breath.
"I'm a month away from being 15..." SO 14. But almost 15 sounded waaay cooler.
"I have three. Two sisters, one 12 and one 8, and a one year old brother." Her mouth twitched at the mention of the boy...she was still...getting used to the baby. What was her favorite class...easy. "
Transfiguration. Easily my best subject," she smirked, absentmindedly fiddling with her earrings as she talked to him.
"And..foods I hate..another easy one..sweets. I hate anything sweet..." she said with a smirk. It was weird...and knew it...but...oh well.
It was just Elliot.