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Old 02-17-2015, 02:59 AM   #139 (permalink)
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Originally Posted by Lottiepot View Post
Throughout the whole of the school the place where Layla felt the most comfortable, with the exception of her dorm of course, was being outside. She was a sporty individual anyway. Until she came to Hogwarts she was always outside practicing field hockey or having a kick about (and beating might she add) with the guys on the common so it was only natural that she'd enjoy the fresh atmosphere of the school grounds.

The weather was still cold considering it was very early in the year and the blonde had actually bothered to throw on a scarf with her jumper and ripped skinny jeans. She didn't make the biggest effort with her appearance anyway. She was tall and skinny and wasn't conventionally pretty like the majority of the girls here appeared to be. She dressed for comfort rather than style, although it didn't actually look bad on her.

She headed out into the courtyard where she leaned against the wall for a short period of time merely observing others. She had no one to talk to but she didn't mind that. The seventeen year old didn't have the biggest group of friends anyway, in fact she mostly just stuck around with her two dormmates and her cousin when she could find him.
Studying was so freaking boring and Grayson was happy to be outta the castle for a bit. Swear to Merlin, how could people sit and study for a long period of time? Didn't they get bored? Didn't they have something better to do with their time? It seemed like a torture technique more than anything else.

Yeah. Whatever. He was OUTSIDE to get away from that so he should stop thinking about it, mkay? Good. Where exactly he was walking off to, he had no idea but he was hoping for the best, which, in this case, would mean bumping into some good company. He was not gonna be impressed if he bumped into someone with as much personality as bit of broccoli. No--

Oh? He knew what THAT look meant.

Smirking, Grayson swaggered over towards the blonde haired girl and leaned against the wall she was leaning on as well. Comfy, wasn't it? He certainly thought so. And he needed to get the conversation rolling but how? 'Sup? Nah, too boring! Instead, the sixteen year old opted for pointing at a random passer-by and saying, "That one's shaped like an idiot."

Perfect.
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