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TeafortheSoul · 05-09-2018, 01:57 PM

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Originally Posted by Waterloo

"Professor Curtains," Maxton gave the teacher a polite nod as he greeted him and moved to a spot near the back of the classroom just like he always did. It had become almost a habit now. He felt safer at the back. This way he didn't have a bunch of eyes on the back of his head and he was less likely to be called out. Or so he hoped, anyway.

He shrugged off his rucksack and busied himself, getting ready his parchment and self-inking quill.

Anyway Max had the right idea with picking the back, Bel reckoned. She greeted the professor as cheerfully as possible given the subject at hand with a quick, "Hello professor!", and then having spotted Max, she grinned and went right down the back and flopped gracelessly into the seat next to him.

"Its not taken, right?" Cool that she was here, right? Claimed by a Bel? Yes? Good? Sorted? Also, would she get in trouble for staring wistfully up at the 'sky' for the entire class? Because honestly, that was kind of a cruel torture in a way, wasn't it? When the last place you wanted to be was stuck inside, studying stodgy old dusty subjects, and the ceiling was charmed to torture you with daydreams of fresh air and freedom? At least there was a better distraction sitting next to her. She grinned at Max again and then started rummaging in her bag to get her stuff out.

.... because it was alright that she'd sat here, wasn't it?

05-09-2018, 01:57 PM	#32 (permalink)
TeafortheSoul Formerly: Tegz Demiguise Join Date: May 2008 Location: Hobbiton Posts: 24,243 Hogwarts RPG Name: ??? Ravenclaw Hogwarts RPG Name: Ronnie Thurkell Gryffindor Seventh Year x12 x12	lives in a hobbit hole \|\| Ern and Touz's Nuzzle \|\| roflysst \|\| looking at a seed packet Quote: Originally Posted by Waterloo "Professor Curtains," Maxton gave the teacher a polite nod as he greeted him and moved to a spot near the back of the classroom just like he always did. It had become almost a habit now. He felt safer at the back. This way he didn't have a bunch of eyes on the back of his head and he was less likely to be called out. Or so he hoped, anyway. He shrugged off his rucksack and busied himself, getting ready his parchment and self-inking quill. Anyway Max had the right idea with picking the back, Bel reckoned. She greeted the professor as cheerfully as possible given the subject at hand with a quick, "Hello professor!", and then having spotted Max, she grinned and went right down the back and flopped gracelessly into the seat next to him. "Its not taken, right?" Cool that she was here, right? Claimed by a Bel? Yes? Good? Sorted? Also, would she get in trouble for staring wistfully up at the 'sky' for the entire class? Because honestly, that was kind of a cruel torture in a way, wasn't it? When the last place you wanted to be was stuck inside, studying stodgy old dusty subjects, and the ceiling was charmed to torture you with daydreams of fresh air and freedom? At least there was a better distraction sitting next to her. She grinned at Max again and then started rummaging in her bag to get her stuff out. .... because it was alright that she'd sat here, wasn't it? __________________ love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you