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Yourenodaisy · 11-28-2012, 01:33 AM

Text Cut: Max

As the sight of Max, Emmaleigh felt relief rush over her, and she gave the boy a small smile that only grew wider when he kissed her cheek. “I’m glad you’re here.” The girl said, letting some of her nervousness show. She shook her head at all Max was saying. She had practiced, yes, but she still couldn’t fly. She was all wibbly wobbly on a broom, and things usually didn’t go well.

Holding on to his hand tight, Em followed along to the brooms. Reading the sign on the brooms, the girl froze. “What does that mean?” She squeaked. Damage? What sort of damage were they talking about? She stood there terrified as Max picked out brooms for the two of them. When he tried reassuring her again, Em looked up at him, fear in her eyes. “Max, I can’t do this.” But she would have to, because she was here, and couldn’t back out now.

All she had to do now was wait. Wait for everything to start, and a crash she just knew was coming. At least the sandwiches would be nice, she thought to herself.

11-28-2012, 01:33 AM	#19 (permalink)
Yourenodaisy Billywig Join Date: Jun 2010 Posts: 3,747 Hogwarts RPG Name: E M Knight Fifth Year	Hufflepuff Forever Interstellar Hitchhiker Text Cut: Max Quote: Originally Posted by Grangerfn1 When Max walked onto the pitch, the first thing he saw was Emmaleigh, and he sighed happily. She was so brave, wasn't she? He walked in her direction, and when he got to her, he planted a sweet kiss on her cheek. "I'm glad you came. Everything's gonna be okay, all right? You've practiced hard. You can do this." Why didn't she have a broom yet? Everyone else did. Was... she waiting for him? "Let's get our brooms,," he said with an encouraging smile, took her hand, and led her over to the school brooms. When they got there, he stopped to read the sign first. ... Well, if Em wasn't already nervous, she surely would be now. "He's joking, I think," Max assured, though he knew Vindictus was probably quite serious. At the thought, he looked around for the man and was surprised to see him... way up in the stands. Interesting. Picking out a slightly better broom for Emmaleigh and handing it to her, Max picked the broom that was in the next best condition. "We'll be okay." ...But what was under that purple tarp? [ As the sight of Max, Emmaleigh felt relief rush over her, and she gave the boy a small smile that only grew wider when he kissed her cheek. *“I’m glad you’re* here.” The girl said, letting some of her nervousness show. She shook her head at all Max was saying. She had practiced, yes, but she still couldn’t fly. She was all wibbly wobbly on a broom, and things usually didn’t go well. Holding on to his hand tight, Em followed along to the brooms. Reading the sign on the brooms, the girl froze. “What does that mean?” She squeaked. Damage? What sort of damage were they talking about? She stood there terrified as Max picked out brooms for the two of them. When he tried reassuring her again, Em looked up at him, fear in her eyes. “Max, I can’t do this.”** But she would have to, because she was here, and couldn’t back out now. All she had to do now was wait. Wait for everything to start, and a crash she just knew was coming. At least the sandwiches would be nice, she thought to herself. __________________ So many things are possible just as long as you don't know they're impossible