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Maxilocks · 06-18-2008, 07:36 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by LissyLuff

WHAT?

Cale mouth fell open in shock. This was absolutely absurd! His nails were fine! What was the point of this lesson, that all men had dirty fingernails and if they didn't admit it, they were going to be punished? This was a load of rubbish! Groaning, he sat down in the bowl. This had to be the most embarrassing thing he had ever done in his whole life. Absolutely HORRIBLE!

He looked at Shel and rolled his eyes. This whole class was a joke. He was never attending Borr's class again. Never. Forget trying to get on his good side, too. Who cared if the Ministry liked Cale Newell or not? Certainly not him. If he kept up what he was doing--which was, biting his tongue and just doing what they told him to--he would be fine.

Shel caught his friend's look, and shrugged in response. "Do it," he mouthed. "It's sort of good."

NOT. What the heck was he saying?

Quote:

Originally Posted by Very Busy and Important

Lord Borr was growing very tired of these disobedient fools. "Look at Kingston! Look at Sheldon! Barry and Liam! LOOK AT THEM! They're doing it, they're not tooo good, and I commend them. THEY are LEARNING. Bravo!"

"I would like for everyone to remain seated and use the provided nail clippers to trim your nails, please. Let's not make today a TOTAL waste!"

Oh no. Not his name in there. Shel was not even sure if he ought to be pleased. But, seeing how Slytherin was already twenty five points behind, he decided not to say that out loud.

"Thank you, sir," he said politely. "It's an honour, learning from you."

What a lie. What a BIG, FAT lie.

He picked up a nail clipper, trimming one of his nails. The rest were already trimmed, you see. He couldn't help wondering why he had forgotten trimming the left thumb. Odd. Shel placed the clipper back in position after he was done, wondering where else this class could go.

Nowhere crazier, right?

WRONG.

The cookies. Oh yes, the cookies. He rose, taking one. Go along with the flow, yes, that was it. They smelled of soap to him, for some reason. All the same, he took a bite.

Argghh.

"They're wonderful, sir," he managed to choke. He hoped Lord Borr didn't notice he was choking. "You truly have the best choice."

He was never coming back to this class. Period.

06-18-2008, 07:36 PM	#195 (permalink)
Maxilocks SS Featured Author Türk Bilgini Bugbear Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: {in a leap of faith} Posts: 31,791 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sarani Glass Graduated x12	♥ Mrs. Itachi Uchiha™ & MAJNOO! : Bleach & Kyo & Natsume ♥ [ Maxh!Jesh ] Quote: Originally Posted by LissyLuff WHAT? Cale mouth fell open in shock. This was absolutely absurd! His nails were fine! What was the point of this lesson, that all men had dirty fingernails and if they didn't admit it, they were going to be punished? This was a load of rubbish! Groaning, he sat down in the bowl. This had to be the most embarrassing thing he had ever done in his whole life. Absolutely HORRIBLE! He looked at Shel and rolled his eyes. This whole class was a joke. He was never attending Borr's class again. Never. Forget trying to get on his good side, too. Who cared if the Ministry liked Cale Newell or not? Certainly not him. If he kept up what he was doing--which was, biting his tongue and just doing what they told him to--he would be fine. Shel caught his friend's look, and shrugged in response. "Do it," he mouthed. "It's sort of good." NOT. What the heck was he saying? Quote: Originally Posted by Very Busy and Important Lord Borr was growing very tired of these disobedient fools. "Look at Kingston! Look at Sheldon! Barry and Liam! LOOK AT THEM! They're doing it, they're not tooo good, and I commend them. THEY are LEARNING. Bravo!" "I would like for everyone to remain seated and use the provided nail clippers to trim your nails, please. Let's not make today a TOTAL waste!" Oh no. Not his name in there. Shel was not even sure if he ought to be pleased. But, seeing how Slytherin was already twenty five points behind, he decided not to say that out loud. "Thank you, sir," he said politely. "It's an honour, learning from you." What a lie. What a BIG, FAT lie. He picked up a nail clipper, trimming one of his nails. The rest were already trimmed, you see. He couldn't help wondering why he had forgotten trimming the left thumb. Odd. Shel placed the clipper back in position after he was done, wondering where else this class could go. Nowhere crazier, right? WRONG. The cookies. Oh yes, the cookies. He rose, taking one. Go along with the flow, yes, that was it. They smelled of soap to him, for some reason. All the same, he took a bite. Argghh. "They're wonderful, sir," he managed to choke. He hoped Lord Borr didn't notice he was choking. "You truly have the best choice." He was never coming back to this class. Period.