SPOILER!!: QUOTES... OHYEAH!
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Sneakeh Cat “Of course that’s why he gave you the punching telescope,” Reese muttered under her breath when Jack started to question Cam. She glanced down at her green painted nails as she let her boyfriend finish his little talk with that thing in the compartment. Right now, she honestly wanted to know why she even bothered coming into this compartment. She should have left when she smelt those buckets! When Jack fell back onto the seat and jumped right back up again since he landed on the seat, she decided it was time to at least try and calm Jack down. Standing up, she placed herself in front of Jack and then she put her hands on his shoulders. “Okay, sweetie. Let’s try to calm down a little bit, okay?” She told him as she looked into his eyes. “I know you want to hurt Cam, we all do. But, let’s try to not get too – “ How shall she put this? “Too carried away,” she added.
“You know?” She repeated. “Cam, like Jack has said, he’s not under love potion. Can’t you just face the facts that he actually likes me?” She took her hands off Jack’s shoulders and moved to the left side of him, so that she was able to see Cam better. She laughed when Cam said that he was hot and she was not. Ha! “So delusional,” she said. “Maybe you should look in a mirror, Karsten. That so-called ‘surgery’ you had to make you not look like a man Reese didn’t work so well.” She shook her head at the boy.
“HE’S NOT UNDER LOVE POTION,” she exclaimed for the millionth time as she flailed her arms. “Come on, Cam. Just drop this whole thing and let’s get on with our-“ She stopped talking as she watched in horror as Cam threw some of the mooncalf dung towards Jack's mouth. Dude, this just was not cool. He already had a bruised up forehead, he did NOT need that stuff in his mouth. It was just gross. Without hesitating, she tackled Jack out of the way from the soaring mooncalf dung and the yucky stuff hit her on the side of the head. “Ewwwwww,” she moaned.
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Saawariya "Yes, Livvy is correct, I will not grow a mustache. If I'm Auntie Lucy, you have to respect me and treat me like I'm your Auntie Lucy, okay, dear? Good." Okay...hopefully, that was settled with. Now, what? Jack still wanted to kill Cam, Reese was saying "No, not a love potion" and...wait. WHOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAA!!! Why were they all yelling and talking and spontaneously combusting at the same time?! AND WHY WAS THERE SO MUCH DESIRE TO HURT EACH OTHER? LOVE POTIONS? MANNERS? MUSTACHES? WHAT?!?!?! Okay. There was only one way to solve this mess of noise and blahness.
"Okay...everyone...quiet...quiet, please...quiiiieeet..." But everyone was STILL going on and on and on and on about nooooothing. Sigh. Fine. Time to raise the voice. "QUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!!" Lucy yelled at the top of her lungs. "JUST SHUT IT!!" Did everyone shut their mouths yet? Lucy hoped they would...hopefully...they would listen. "Can we PLEEEEEEEASE just calm down and sort this out?" Seriously!! And she thought they were all mature and capable of handling these situations well!! Agh. Bizarre, no?
Why.... was she here? She should've left once she noticed those buckets of dung that Cam was holding. Being with Cam was obviously going to create disaster, and yet she remained there. How stupid she was. All the yelling and all the arguing... all the negative atmosphere... Livvy couldn't take it anymore. There was only so much negativity that the sixteen-year-old could take and she swore that if she took anymore, she was going to faint. Yes. FAINT. It was THAT dramatic.
She glanced over at Reese as she tried to calm her boyfriend down. That was still... very... odd. It shouldn't be though.
"Actually. I don't want to hurt him. I want to kill him," Livvy said. It was different, right? Killing was different then hurting. Sort of. Well... at least she thought it was. And she was probably being a tad over-dramatic about the killing part. She didn't have any guts to hurt anyone... much less kill them. But still... she felt like she wanted to kill the boy.
And AUGH. The dung. The DUNG!!!!!
Livvy backed off into a corner away from Jack and watched as Reese sacrificed herself to save her boyfriend from the gross... stinky... dung. And it was stuck in her hair. EEEEWWW!!! Gross! If she was Reese... she would take at least fifty showers when they got to Hogwarts. Screw the Feast... take a shower! There's DUNG IN YOUR HAIR!
"Oh geez. Reese. Your hair," Livvy said, her face falling and her lips turning downward into a frown. Her BEAUTIFUL hair... was a mess... a ruin. All because of CAMERON KARSTEN! Glaring at the younger boy momentarily, Livvy returned to Reese and pulled out her wand. And she muttered the incantation that conjured gloves. She put them on and with another few words, the part of Reese's hair with dung had soap in it.
Livvy moved the girl and pushed her gently onto the floor of the train and she sat on the seat of the compartment, placing her hands in Reese's hair. And in the
dung.
"Don't worry, Reese. In no time... your hair will be as good as new. Though I suggest taking at least fifty thorough showers when we get back to the castle," she said, sympathetically as she tried scrubbing the dung away.
There was a big glob of it in her hand and a part of her wished to throw it back at Cam.. but... she wouldn't. She was above that. And thank goodness Reese had gotten the smell to go away otherwise Livvy was sure that she would vomit.
As she continued to try to get the dung out and find some spot to put it, Livvy turned her attention back to Cam and Lucy. Especially Lucy since she seemed to be spazzing out herself. But really.... couldn't they just figure things out like mature... and civilized... people?
"Apparently not," Livvy replied, shrugging slightly as her face turned into disgust at the mooncalf poo.