 Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll
Desiree returned Professor Gert’s smile with a small one of her own, and that smile nearly turned into a giggle at the hoot from Hamish. Taking care not to spill her hot chocolate, she moved her book to one side and sat on the fluffy pink pillow she’d claimed. She’d only just sat down when more people arrived after her. “Hi, Hope!” She greeted the younger student with a wave. Professors Devries and Carton were greeted with a warm smile. “Hello, Professors.”
She noticed Ary’s smile but didn’t say anything because he looked a bit preoccupied with his snacks. She was likewise busy nibbling a cookie when Professor Gert addressed the group. Schezerade? She knew that name! Why did she know it? Then she remembered she’d heard it referenced in a Disney song. She’d have to read that story someday!
For now her thoughts turned to the stories she already knew and enjoyed. Fairy tales, of course, but that answer seemed a bit basic. She thought of her favorite non-fairytale books such as Jane Eyre and Pride and Prejudice. There was one thing they all had in common. She glanced around the room, waiting for someone else to speak first. Nobody was going to break the ice? Okay, then… “My favorite stories tend to involve romance,” she said, “or fantasy… or some combination of the two, like fairy tales.” As for her dislikes? “One type I don’t like is gross-out humor.” No thanks!
Norman nodded, trusting that Celeste would let him know if he could be of assistance later. He took a seat toward the back of the group so as not to distract the students, his bluish-green eyes scanning the room for more arrivals. He hadn’t been watching long when Archard joined them, followed shortly thereafter by Tapio. “Good evening, Tapio,” Norman returned his colleague’s greeting with a polite nod of acknowledgement. The other arrival likewise received a greeting. “Good evening, Miss Archard.”
He listened respectfully, his thoughts wondering to his favorite stories when he was a child. They tended to be adventure-oriented, and that preference had carried over into his adulthood. “I always liked adventure stories myself,” he said. He would gladly elaborate if asked, but he kept his contribution to the discussion brief for now to let the students have the floor.
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led
If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |