02-20-2010, 03:55 PM
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| Hinkypunk
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Originally Posted by Oesed Blue eyes narrowed at the entire game unfolding in front of him, and Ian leaned a little bit forward, as if by doing so, he'd be able to at least understand a little bit of what was happening.
He didn't. At least he'd tried? And why was Olivia so quiet? She'd been chattering her head away the entire time and now she'd falled quiet and seemed to be intent on the game. Ian figured this was her actual normal behaviour during a Quidditch she wasn't taking part of; Quidditch players did enjoy watching other people play, did they not? Analize their moves and all those things he didn't particularly understand, nor did he care to.
Quirking up one of his eyebrows at Livvy's now silent self, Ian looked back at the game at the same time the Slytherin seeker captured the snitch. Was it over? Eh. Well, he wasn't sticking around to see if it was or not, either way. He stood up, swallowed the last bit of chocolate he had left, and then stretched. "Did you know your hair looks really pretty when it catches the light? It's kind of fascinating. Anyway, this has been fun and everything, but I'm kind of bored now." Which meant he was out of here, which of course explained why Ian was making his way out of the stands as he spoke (and rather loudly, mind you) to the Head Girl. "See ya!" Blink blink.
Slytherin got the snitch. Daaaannng. But no matter. Livvy had complete faith that the Gryffindors would be able to get the other two snitch grabs. Considering Captain Whatshisface didn't seem to be too bad of a seeker. He seemed pretty dang fast.
Normally Livvy would be screaming her head off to cheer for the teams, but she wasn't today. Cheering was really only fun if you had someone to cheer with. And Livvy had gotten the idea that Ian, also known as Estrogen Boy, wouldn't be too into the whole cheering thing. Where was Rachel? GRRRR. She hadn't seen that girl in ages? And where was Jack? Even though he wasn't playing, he should at least be here to cheer right? And as Head Boy he should be here anyway. And CELA. Where was SHE? Didn't she usually love these outings? Then again... things were different this term.
Meh?
She was being spoken to once again. Livvy's head swung towards Estr-Ian... as he said something rather... odd. Blink. Her... hair? She unconsciously glanced down at the strands of hair that flowed down her shoulders, trying to see if there was anything special about it. Mhm. Not really. Maybe the boy was just joshing around with her or had eye issues or an overactive imagination.
Oh. He was leaving? "Er... thanks. Bye Ian!" she said, slightly puzzled at the boy's sudden departure but then she just shrugged as she flung her hand into the air to wave goodbye.
Men. So complex. |
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