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Stefan · 03-16-2015, 03:47 AM

SPOILER!!: Josie. XD

He was starting to feel sick. Was it because of anxiety…or…? Yep. He felt sick, and…why is he holding a flower again? Confusion was upon the poor Slytherin when he looked up to see a girl who seemed to be spooked by him. Er…who is she? Blushing beneath his mask, Ethan withdrew the flower, stuffed it inside his pocket and began to search for…

Wait. What? Was he to meet someone there in the first place?

Ethan frowned at the sight of the spooked girl, and just…watched her carefully. He did feel bad that she was running away from him, whatever her reasons are. He watched as she was approached by another boy.

What is HER problem? He didn’t do anything.

And…wait…he’s supposed to meet with someone. He’s supposed to meet Josie.

Merlin…did he change her mind?

Ethan, feeling defeated, had hung his head and went for the buffet instead. Maybe he can drown his misery with a nice, cold drink.

03-16-2015, 03:47 AM	#44 (permalink)
Stefan Abraxan Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Under Blueprints Posts: 25,495 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yoji Christopher Reed Ravenclaw First Year x12 x12	Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy SPOILER!!: Josie. XD Quote: Originally Posted by SweetPeea Her mind was set at ease when she had come to figure out that it was in fact Ethan she had discovered pacing back & forth in his interesting looking mask. Josette felt her cheeks warming almost immediately at the very thought of being called beautiful by none other than Ethan himself. Then to be told that she always looked beautiful just made her reddening face all the more worse. As she was about to let a very soft thank you, there were noises she heard behind her, which made the fourteen year old whip her head around to see what it was. But wait a moment.... ....By the photobooth... Was that...Ethan? But, hold on...wasn't she already talking to- O _______ O WHO. WAS. THIS. STRANGER. She hadn't the slightest clue, but all she could see was that he was a holding a huge white flower in front of her for some unknown reason & that just made Josette feel very uncomfortable. One being that it was a random stranger giving her a flower & two, that she had NO idea where Ethan was. She thought this person was Ethan, but clearly she was mistaken, because he was over there, waiting for her! Josette cleared her throat nervously as she backed away from the unknown masked figure. "I-I...um....I-I....I-I've got to-" Not even finishing her sentence, the fourteen year old turned (cautiously) on her heels as she tried to get away from the random flower boy as quickly & SAFELY as possible. She couldn't help but take a quick look behind her to see the random boy still standing there looking at her. ..Was he going to take chase with her & that flower?! If he was, there was NO way she'd be able to get away from him without falling FLAT on her face. Oh Merlin. Ethan, where have you gone to?! He was starting to feel sick. Was it because of anxiety…or…? Yep. He felt sick, and…why is he holding a flower again? Confusion was upon the poor Slytherin when he looked up to see a girl who seemed to be spooked by him. Er…who is she? Blushing beneath his mask, Ethan withdrew the flower, stuffed it inside his pocket and began to search for… Wait. What? Was he to meet someone there in the first place? Ethan frowned at the sight of the spooked girl, and just…watched her carefully. He did feel bad that she was running away from him, whatever her reasons are. He watched as she was approached by another boy. What is HER problem? He didn’t do anything. And…wait…he’s supposed to meet with someone. He’s supposed to meet Josie. Merlin…did he change her mind? Ethan, feeling defeated, had hung his head and went for the buffet instead. Maybe he can drown his misery with a nice, cold drink. __________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." \| The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.