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DecemberMoon · 05-05-2013, 06:17 AM

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Originally Posted by hpvoldy

Zyanya walked slowly to the Ravenclaw table. She was happy about it. She looked at the Gryffindor table. Amara was already busy making new friends. Well, She would get some too. She sat down and looked around. There seemed to be no first years like her, not yet.
Everyone were already familiar with the people and were busy exchanging greetings.

She thought of talking with someone but there were so many people and she didn't know who to begin with. She started to get nervous. Her forehead was dripping with tiny beads of sweat and her hand started shaking slightly. She cursed herself and her bloody nerve weakness.

Don't panic. She might be nervous but she sure was not going to show it. She wiped the sweat of her face and took a deep breath.

After greeting a new face to one side of her, Eliza sensed some radiating awkwardness - a feeling she was very familiar with. Slowly turning in her seat to see behind her, she spotted a girl a little smaller than herself who looked to be feeling a bit...uncomfortable. "Hey," Eliza said softly with a smile, "You can sit over here if you want." She scooted over in her seat to make room if the girl chose to sit. She'd let her choose, and then go from there if the girl looked like she wanted to talk.

05-05-2013, 06:17 AM	#24 (permalink)
DecemberMoon Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2012 Location: Michigan, USA Posts: 999 Hogwarts RPG Name: Eliza Neladara Dawnsel Fifth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by hpvoldy Zyanya walked slowly to the Ravenclaw table. She was happy about it. She looked at the Gryffindor table. Amara was already busy making new friends. Well, She would get some too. She sat down and looked around. There seemed to be no first years like her, not yet. Everyone were already familiar with the people and were busy exchanging greetings. She thought of talking with someone but there were so many people and she didn't know who to begin with. She started to get nervous. Her forehead was dripping with tiny beads of sweat and her hand started shaking slightly. She cursed herself and her bloody nerve weakness. Don't panic. She might be nervous but she sure was not going to show it. She wiped the sweat of her face and took a deep breath. After greeting a new face to one side of her, Eliza sensed some radiating awkwardness - a feeling she was very familiar with. Slowly turning in her seat to see behind her, she spotted a girl a little smaller than herself who looked to be feeling a bit...uncomfortable. "Hey," Eliza said softly with a smile, "You can sit over here if you want." She scooted over in her seat to make room if the girl chose to sit. She'd let her choose, and then go from there if the girl looked like she wanted to talk. __________________ ... CHARMING ... HUMBLE ... REFINED ...