SnitchSeeker.com - View Single Post

kayquilz · 09-08-2014, 12:49 AM

SPOILER!!: wittle Islaaaaa

Eden snorted. "A broom?! A broom isn't as FREEEEING--" she said. but really. She just didn't have a broom. Isla didn't need to know all of that, though. "I don't think so either. I'm not that miserable." She said and looked down at the looong fall she would have had to endure. Yikes. "You would have saved me, right?" she asked, putting her hands on her HIPS and smirking all...teasingly and whatnot.

She turned around and leaned her back against the railing, crossing her arms over her chest. "Boys?" and she laughed a little. "Why boys?" did she want...kisses? Hugs? Isla was a pretty girl. She could probably have any boy she just about wanted! ANyways. She was sure Isla had a perfectly logical reason for looking for...boys.

"Right right.." America. She let the wind play with her hair a bit before it swiped it across her face, and she had a MOUTHFUL of hair. She just coughed and sputtered and quickly wiped her hair from her face--UGH. "Well--" she said, eyeing Isla a bit. "That was stupid." Meh. "Anyways. America. Where abouts were you from?" she asked, because America was BIIIG.

09-08-2014, 12:49 AM	#13 (permalink)
kayquilz Granian Join Date: Jul 2011 Location: Bikini Bottom Posts: 21,185 Hogwarts RPG Name: Roman Gellar Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arden Toros Gryffindor Sixth Year x4 x1	A Poop * k8 * SPOILER!!: wittle Islaaaaa Quote: Originally Posted by JeshieRAWR Isla laughed and wiped the spit that had just went all over her face from Eden. She wasn't too worried about germs and whatnot and it was cool that they were so comfortable around each other like that. She thinks. Heh. "Feel like you're flying? Eden, you can do that on a broom." She said, shaking her head at her friend. Had she never flew on a broom? There was flying classes at her other school, right? "Yeah, dying wouldn't be that great." She smirked. She watched as her friend leaned over the railing again, but luckily was holding on this time. Good. She didn't want to have another almost heart attack again. So why was she out here again? "Looking for boys." She shrugged. It was a simple and blunt answer, but it was true. She was. Ireland was colder? Isla had always looked at pictures of Ireland but never really took into account the temperature of it there, but she assumed that Eden was right since she did live there. "It's definitely different from America." She said, to Eden's question. "Yup, I've lived there my entire life." Eden snorted. "A broom?! A broom isn't as FREEEEING--" she said. but really. She just didn't have a broom. Isla didn't need to know all of that, though. "I don't think so either. I'm not that miserable." She said and looked down at the looong fall she would have had to endure. Yikes. "You would have saved me, right?" she asked, putting her hands on her HIPS and smirking all...teasingly and whatnot. She turned around and leaned her back against the railing, crossing her arms over her chest. "Boys?" and she laughed a little. "Why boys?" did she want...kisses? Hugs? Isla was a pretty girl. She could probably have any boy she just about wanted! ANyways. She was sure Isla had a perfectly logical reason for looking for...boys. "Right right.." America. She let the wind play with her hair a bit before it swiped it across her face, and she had a MOUTHFUL of hair. She just coughed and sputtered and quickly wiped her hair from her face--UGH. "Well--" she said, eyeing Isla a bit. "That was stupid." Meh. "Anyways. America. Where abouts were you from?" she asked, because America was BIIIG. __________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough." Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin