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DaniDiNardo · 07-11-2013, 04:29 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Rubbing his nose a bit, Airey returned to his seat and flopped into it. His eyes were still watering quite a bit from the impact, so it was somewhat difficult to see at the moment, but things were clearing up quite a bit.

And he wasn't entirely sure he was happy about what he saw. Miss Cambridge was not herself. Please no tears, alright? He was bad with them. REALLY bad with them.

"What can I do for you, Miss Cambridge?"

"There's tons of things you could do for me Professor but could we start with some ice-cream?" That would be a wonderful distraction for her from the scene playing over and over in her head. Mr. Firth, he yelled at her and now it was stuck on repeat in her mind. He had chocolate ice-cream right? That was the only kind she wanted to see right now.

While she sat there she couldn't help but wonder, wasn't she proving him right? He'd said she was immature--that was what she got from half the yelling--and she was here to sulk and whine...like a kid. The thought had her scowling.She slouched in her seat and gave a heavy sigh. Don't worry, she wasn't about to cry but she wasn't looking any better either.

"I've been relatively good this term." She continued after a minute of nothing. Relatively, here, was the operative word. She'd done of good job of not getting caught. Before Firth she could have gone home bragging to her father about not losing even half a point...she'd promised him right before she boarded the train that she wouldn't..."I was being extra careful and responsible, making sure no one else was around to get hurt, only practising spells I'd been taught in class or by another Professor but he yelled at me," YELLED, "like I was a constant, childish nuisance he had to deal with"

There was a reason her father seldom yelled at her, he knew just the effect it had on her. Ugh. What was so wrong with normal voices and nice words of reprimand? Her father pulled those off quite nicely all the time and you know what? She listened when he did.

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DaniDiNardo MO & DMLE Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,240 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Rubbing his nose a bit, Airey returned to his seat and flopped into it. His eyes were still watering quite a bit from the impact, so it was somewhat difficult to see at the moment, but things were clearing up quite a bit. And he wasn't entirely sure he was happy about what he saw. Miss Cambridge was not herself. Please no tears, alright? He was bad with them. REALLY bad with them. "What can I do for you, Miss Cambridge?" "There's tons of things you could do for me Professor but could we start with some ice-cream?" That would be a wonderful distraction for her from the scene playing over and over in her head. Mr. Firth, he yelled at her and now it was stuck on repeat in her mind. He had chocolate ice-cream right? That was the only kind she wanted to see right now. While she sat there she couldn't help but wonder, wasn't she proving him right? He'd said she was immature--that was what she got from half the yelling--and she was here to sulk and whine...like a kid. The thought had her scowling.She slouched in her seat and gave a heavy sigh. Don't worry, she wasn't about to cry but she wasn't looking any better either. "I've been relatively good this term." She continued after a minute of nothing. Relatively, here, was the operative word. She'd done of good job of not getting caught. Before Firth she could have gone home bragging to her father about not losing even half a point...she'd promised him right before she boarded the train that she wouldn't..."I was being extra careful and responsible, making sure no one else was around to get hurt, only practising spells I'd been taught in class or by another Professor but he yelled at me," YELLED, "like I was a constant, childish nuisance he had to deal with" There was a reason her father seldom yelled at her, he knew just the effect it had on her. Ugh. What was so wrong with normal voices and nice words of reprimand? Her father pulled those off quite nicely all the time and you know what? She listened when he did. __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.