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Eyes narrowing even more as he heard his brand new owl was now off to France. Greeeaaaaaat... it wasn't that he had people to write to... just... Fly was his owl... HIS.
Woah.
Woahwaitwuhwuhwuhwaaaait.
Wait.
"Seattle?" Jake asked suddenly, frowning and wracking his brains. Why was that famil-
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"YOU SENT MY OWL TO AMERICA?!" Jake suddenly bellowed advancing on the boy, who was obviously a first year, since Jake hadn't seen him around before. "You bloody idiot..."
Flyyyyyy, come hooooome...
Even though he was feeling extremely angry and brave, it wasn't long before Jake realising the the first year was about 8 inches taller than he. Well... Jake was older... and... well, extremely immature. And he ALWAYS got his way. "You do NOT steal my owl," he snapped, stomping his foot.
Alright, do not panic. Deep breath now, prepare yourself for the worst.
Rayedem was biting his lip as those thoughts seemed to run through his mind. Frowning, he was afraid of what the boy would say next. His expression told Rayedem that he needed to pray.
His reflexes told him to nod in an instant--he didn't know why, maybe the boy's sudden shouting startled him yet again. It was on his reflexes too that he yelled back,
"Y-YEAH RIGHT!" Oh no. He was shouting to little boy. At least that's what he had in mind.
"No, no, I didn't," he stammered, trying to explain--but what was there left to explain? He had told the boy that he picked the owl by mistake, that he didn't know the owl had had an owner, but..
"I told you I'm sorry!" his anger was rising, too, and the little boy's threat didn't quite scare him,
"Well it was an accident and since you're, like, a fellow first year, I don't think we should fight." he panted trying to keep his head cool, hoping the negotiation would work.