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Sararara · 06-18-2015, 06:41 PM

SPOILER!!: Wrapping up <3

No Professor C, then? Aw man. Didn't he know that nicknames were the highest form of flattery? It was only 'cause he was a cool dude, but whatever floated his boat. He was in charge, after all. Norah grinned at Professor Culloden when he chucked, 'cause she KNEW he had some smiles in there. Everybody did, if you looked hard enough. "I'd never laugh for evil 'cause that'd just be mean. I don't want to be mean," she said earnestly, fidgeting in her chair because it was starting to feel like she'd been sitting here for entire centuries. Being mean was the worst thing anybody could ever do with their lives, if you asked her, which nobody did but she thought so anyways.

The fourth year blew a long breath out of her mouth and sat all deflated on the chair. Yeah she needed to get up from the chair. Of course it'd pass but it was hard to think about stuff passing when it passed a lot faster for everybody else. Here she was, practically a fourteen year old baby. What a cop out. That was lame. "If you say so. You're the boss." Not that he'd ever been a fourteen year old girl before, unless he had been which would be a whole entire other story. Even people who HAD been fourteen year old girls seemed to forget what it was really like 'cause even though everybody said it was going to pass it didn't really seem that way. They should really put that as a warning on the job description. The grown ups had their priorities all wrong.

She stood up quickly and nodded. "Okay, thanks Professor Culloden." Norah stood and stared at him for a moment, a million gazillion questions hanging on her tongue. Was her brain going to feel different? Was she going to act different? Was she going to talk different? Could she still daydream or was that not allowed? What if her imagination disappeared and she had nothing to think about during class? What if she started remembering all the wrong things, like numbers and facts, instead of important things like the smells of different flowers and how her favorite shirt felt? Was her brain going to become boring? Chewing on her lip, she decided not to ask any of the questions because they'd make her sound dumb probably, and instead threw a glance a the door. "Can I go? I think I'm going to faint soon if I don't have a chocolate frog." She had NEEDS okay? That was way too much sitting that she'd just gone through.

06-18-2015, 06:41 PM	#28 (permalink)
Sararara MO Puffskein Join Date: Jan 2014 Location: Asteroid B-612 Posts: 1,440 Hogwarts RPG Name: Norah Kittredge Seventh Year	Lil' gooz \| Sarangel \| Junior Dweeb SPOILER!!: Wrapping up <3 Quote: Originally Posted by StarShine . . . professor C? Cosgrach ignored the whole explanation of mountain vs. trees and looked at her. He couldn't decide if she was mocking him or if she really did want to call him that; but either way, he liked 'Culloden' too much and he didn't want to look cheeky. "You can't," he said, "and if you don't like climbing mountains..." He shrugged. Not his problem. Oh, thank goodness she wasn't laughing at him! Cosgrach still WASN'T amused, but he did chuckle when she said his wrinkles looked nice. Okay, he might be old, but he wasn't that stern to frown forever, so he relaxed even though he still couldn't understand what was so funny. Everyone went through puberty, didn't they? Guess... she was still a bit of a child to talk about it, which was okay. He shrugged it off and said "No, it's okay. Laugh as long as it's not evil." Like to make fun of someone. That wouldn't be Norah-like at all. "All I'm saying is, this will pass in a few years." Sadly, probably when she graduated. It was the professors' curse to bear these teenagers in turmoil. "I can give you a week's dose right now. Then we'll prepare the rest together." Because he was a nice professor, but he wasn't that nice. No Professor C, then? Aw man. Didn't he know that nicknames were the highest form of flattery? It was only 'cause he was a cool dude, but whatever floated his boat. He was in charge, after all. Norah grinned at Professor Culloden when he chucked, 'cause she KNEW he had some smiles in there. Everybody did, if you looked hard enough. "I'd never laugh for evil 'cause that'd just be mean. I don't want to be mean," she said earnestly, fidgeting in her chair because it was starting to feel like she'd been sitting here for entire centuries. Being mean was the worst thing anybody could ever do with their lives, if you asked her, which nobody did but she thought so anyways. The fourth year blew a long breath out of her mouth and sat all deflated on the chair. Yeah she needed to get up from the chair. Of course it'd pass but it was hard to think about stuff passing when it passed a lot faster for everybody else. Here she was, practically a fourteen year old baby. What a cop out. That was lame. "If you say so. You're the boss." Not that he'd ever been a fourteen year old girl before, unless he had been which would be a whole entire other story. Even people who HAD been fourteen year old girls seemed to forget what it was really like 'cause even though everybody said it was going to pass it didn't really seem that way. They should really put that as a warning on the job description. The grown ups had their priorities all wrong. She stood up quickly and nodded. "Okay, thanks Professor Culloden." Norah stood and stared at him for a moment, a million gazillion questions hanging on her tongue. Was her brain going to feel different? Was she going to act different? Was she going to talk different? Could she still daydream or was that not allowed? What if her imagination disappeared and she had nothing to think about during class? What if she started remembering all the wrong things, like numbers and facts, instead of important things like the smells of different flowers and how her favorite shirt felt? Was her brain going to become boring? Chewing on her lip, she decided not to ask any of the questions because they'd make her sound dumb probably, and instead threw a glance a the door. "Can I go? I think I'm going to faint soon if I don't have a chocolate frog." She had NEEDS okay? That was way too much sitting that she'd just gone through. __________________