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Lissy Longbottom · 09-28-2008, 07:11 PM

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Originally Posted by MuggleBornWitch3

"Thanks for trying to help Liesel, but there's really no dispute here. Cale's just wrong, and he's too afraid to ADMIT IT!" she exclaimed, turning to glare at Cale on those last two words.

Anna smiled politely and turned back towards Liesel. "Erm, I guess you wouldn't know him," she replied. "I mean, it's not like your FATHER was good friends with him like mine was."

"I didn't have to hear you call him a liar, Cale. You practically are anyway," Anna explained. "Ugh, I need my father here. That's just all there is to it." Anna picked up her fork and stabbed it into a potato as hard as she could. So hard, in fact, that she felt the fork jab right through the potato and meet the table head-on. She then stuck the fork in her mouth and chewed on the potato, thinking of her next move.

"No, I don't always know everything, but this time, I do. I'm tired of you contradicting everything I say, Cale. I'm right, you're wrong. We'll just chalk it up to one of your....ohh, clumsy moments. Paul Kutcher is a HUF-FLE-PUFF, Cale. END.OF.STORY," she said, sarcastically waving the fork in front of face.

"Don't tell me who I can and can't drag into this, either," Anna argued. "Liesel could have very well know the truth and let us both know who's right and who's wrong. Which so clearly is yours truly, Anna Greingoth."

Yikes. She wasn't intending to be so snappy and sarcastic. She couldn't help it, though. She was in a bad mood thanks to certain other events that had happened earlier. Anna rested the side of her head on the palm or her hand and looked off into the other direction. She picked up her forked and shuffled around some of the food, looking for any distraction she could find. It hurt to argue with Cale, and she didn't want to do it anymore...even if it was all his fault to begin with.

Cale shook his head and groaned. "Yeah. I need my dad here too. Oh, wait a minute--he's dead!" he snapped. "Just admit it Anna, you're not ALWAYS right. I can admit when I'm wrong and I know that I'm NOT wrong this time."

"And I contradict everything YOU say? HA! I think you have to do that at least once a day or your head might explode. And don't take a crack at my clumsiness!" he exclaimed, standing up. That did it. It was not like he could CONTROL his stupid, clumsy feet or anything. Nope. It was some genetic problem or something, it had to be, right? "That's it, I'm going to settle this once and for all!" he cried, turning on his heel and stomping off to the staff table.

09-28-2008, 07:11 PM	#673 (permalink)
Lissy Longbottom Potterdom Mod Book Club Mod Giant Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Ferrix: GMT-6 Posts: 56,908 Hogwarts RPG Name: Moritz Schultz (#0f667e) Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nancy Schultz (#ac6f77) Hufflepuff Fourth Year x11 x1	curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - chicken emoji - probably @ Disney - I speak dog Quote: Originally Posted by MuggleBornWitch3 "Thanks for trying to help Liesel, but there's really no dispute here. Cale's just wrong, and he's too afraid to *ADMIT IT!" she exclaimed, turning to glare at Cale on those last two words. Anna smiled politely and turned back towards Liesel. "Erm, I guess you wouldn't know him," she replied. "I mean, it's not like your FATHER* was good friends with him like mine was." "I didn't have to hear you call him a liar, Cale. You practically are anyway," Anna explained. "Ugh, I need my father here. That's just all there is to it." Anna picked up her fork and stabbed it into a potato as hard as she could. So hard, in fact, that she felt the fork jab right through the potato and meet the table head-on. She then stuck the fork in her mouth and chewed on the potato, thinking of her next move. "No, I don't always know everything, but this time, I do. I'm tired of you contradicting everything I say, Cale. I'm right, you're wrong. We'll just chalk it up to one of your....ohh, clumsy moments. Paul Kutcher is a HUF-FLE-PUFF, Cale. END.OF.STORY," she said, sarcastically waving the fork in front of face. "Don't tell me who I can and can't drag into this, either," Anna argued. "Liesel could have very well know the truth and let us both know who's right and who's wrong. Which so clearly is yours truly, Anna Greingoth." Yikes. She wasn't intending to be so snappy and sarcastic. She couldn't help it, though. She was in a bad mood thanks to certain other events that had happened earlier. Anna rested the side of her head on the palm or her hand and looked off into the other direction. She picked up her forked and shuffled around some of the food, looking for any distraction she could find. It hurt to argue with Cale, and she didn't want to do it anymore...even if it was all his fault to begin with. Cale shook his head and groaned. "Yeah. I need my dad here too. Oh, wait a minute--he's dead!" he snapped. "Just admit it Anna, you're not ALWAYS right. I can admit when I'm wrong and I know that I'm NOT wrong this time." "And I contradict everything YOU say? HA! I think you have to do that at least once a day or your head might explode. And don't take a crack at my clumsiness!" he exclaimed, standing up. That did it. It was not like he could CONTROL his stupid, clumsy feet or anything. Nope. It was some genetic problem or something, it had to be, right? "That's it, I'm going to settle this once and for all!" he cried, turning on his heel and stomping off to the staff table. __________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid