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Shanners · 10-07-2015, 10:12 PM

Rooney had been wrong his entire life. The best thing in life were Miss Sophie Brown's hugs. She had the perfect amount of love and admiration in her embraces and Roo felt warm inside and like he was skipping on marshmallows, candy floss and clouds. The fact that she thought one flower was enough was the complete opposite and Rooney considered if she knew just how much she did mean to him - not because of the fuzzies she gave his heart, but because everything really was better when she was around. Miss Sophie Brown was like the sun.

And then having her stand near him was pretty much everything. The second year gave her one of his biggest smiles and knocked his elbow against her, gesturing to the flower that he had given her.

A reminder.

He really was going to send her flowers now. Every week. Not on a Thursday, because that was Mama's day. He'd work out the best day for Miss Sophie Brown at another time.

He grunted his disapproval quietly about the compost situation in this class and decided right then that even though he was an overachiever and wanted to get everything right, he was going to let his work be sloppy this time. To make a point. That Professor Myers was the WORST and Miss Sophie Brown had deserved every one of those flowers initially gave to her AND that the flower she had given the Professor was completely undeserved.

AND HE WAS NOT IN LOVE WITH MISS SOPHIE BROWN.

He was 12.

12 year olds didn't fall in love.

No. No, he wasn't ready to move on. He wanted to ask as many questions as he could in a lifetimes worth of breaths, and he wanted to ask even more than that, because he was Rooney. But fine. He could let the class move on; only because he wanted to hurry up and get the technicolour dreamcoat out of there. Roo headed over and got two of the crates -- one for him and one for Miss Sophie Brown, before taking them back to their table and setting them down.

Soil. AKA mud. AKA dirt. AKA boring.

But it went into his crate by the handful.

Hahahahaah. These were nice crates?? Was Professor Myers eating his plants and having a moment?

10-07-2015, 10:12 PM	#100 (permalink)
Shanners DMAC & DMC Manticore Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: whoville Posts: 43,360 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mozart Bronwyn #ee6600 Gryffindor Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maebry Grimaldi #ff8d6d First Year x7 x5	(Miss Sophie Brown, Professor Myers) ∞ 17 \| RP entrepreneur \| defies gravity \| Miss George is flawless \| blanket burrito lyfe Rooney had been wrong his entire life. The best thing in life were Miss Sophie Brown's hugs. She had the perfect amount of love and admiration in her embraces and Roo felt warm inside and like he was skipping on marshmallows, candy floss and clouds. The fact that she thought one flower was enough was the complete opposite and Rooney considered if she knew just how much she did mean to him - not because of the fuzzies she gave his heart, but because everything really was better when she was around. Miss Sophie Brown was like the sun. And then having her stand near him was pretty much everything. The second year gave her one of his biggest smiles and knocked his elbow against her, gesturing to the flower that he had given her. A reminder. He really was going to send her flowers now. Every week. Not on a Thursday, because that was Mama's day. He'd work out the best day for Miss Sophie Brown at another time. He grunted his disapproval quietly about the compost situation in this class and decided right then that even though he was an overachiever and wanted to get everything right, he was going to let his work be sloppy this time. To make a point. That Professor Myers was the WORST and Miss Sophie Brown had deserved every one of those flowers initially gave to her AND that the flower she had given the Professor was completely undeserved. AND HE WAS NOT IN LOVE WITH MISS SOPHIE BROWN. He was 12. 12 year olds didn't fall in love. No. No, he wasn't ready to move on. He wanted to ask as many questions as he could in a lifetimes worth of breaths, and he wanted to ask even more than that, because he was Rooney. But fine. He could let the class move on; only because he wanted to hurry up and get the technicolour dreamcoat out of there. Roo headed over and got two of the crates -- one for him and one for Miss Sophie Brown, before taking them back to their table and setting them down. Soil. AKA mud. AKA dirt. AKA boring. But it went into his crate by the handful. Hahahahaah. These were nice crates?? Was Professor Myers eating his plants and having a moment? __________________ [Grimoire]__________________________________________________ ____________ Last edited by Shanners; 10-07-2015 at 10:13 PM. Reason: (I edited the title, I'm sorry I'm sorry)