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hermionesclone 
This boy was really sassing him good and proper. And sure, Grayson was getting annoyed but he wasn't going to show this one that. It'd probably only inflate this one's ego. "It takes a lot, actually," he said, shooting the boy a look, "I'm glad you're not aiming to please because then you would have lost a long time ago." Juuuuust saying. "Suit yourself." Shrug. "There's nothing wrong with having a bit of self confidence." And he bopped up his collar when he said that. It was definitely his style. Uh huh. Oh merlin. Humiliating himself. He had done that, hadn't he? "Don't tell me you've never humiliated yourself to entertain others before." If he hadn't, Grayson would be oh-so-glad to give him a taste of what that was like.
Why was he laughing?! And more importantly, was he laughing at him?! "It was your best bud. Only wanted to get on your loony terms, that's all." Uh huh. "I do but rubber chickens are much more entertaining than homework."
Of course Grayson didn't have any manners. None whatsoever. He didn't care, though. And what Hopscotch went on to say only made the fourth year make a face in return. "Catching Fire," he said out loud, "Is it any good, then?" What interested him was the fire part.
Sir Sassy Pants was one of Tag's many nicknames and it fit perfectly well with Bird Boy. Yep, that's what Tag would refer to him as. Bird Boy. "
Good for you."Said Tag with a nod. "
You probably hold yourself to high standards."Everyone worked in different ways, and Bird Boy probably did hold himself to high standards, just by the way he acts. "
Of course there isn't anything wrong with that. But bragging just implies a negative connotation to self confidence."Shrug back to you. Ok. What in the world was he doing with his shirt? Seriously. Did he know how ridiculous he looked right now? Tag wouldn't say anything though, no the guy could do that for the rest of his life. So the blonde just laughed, again. "
Dunno. I'm a weird kid. Something you consider weird would be normal for me."
Like dancing with a rubber chicken.
Nope. Shaking of the head from blondie. "
Don't be silly. Rubber chickens aren't my best friends. My best bud plays on a quidditch team, and my best budette? aka girl, is pretty awesome." Truth. That's all Tag had to say about that. Man, who knew someone could be so invested in a rubber chicken.
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Yes. I think its excellent. I just started it but I'm going through it at a moderate pace." Tag said nodding and giving the book a glance. And it had nothing to do with anything catching fire. But if the kid got it, then, that only meant he'd be reading something he hadn't been expecting.