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Post by ohmycheese on Jan 27, 2010 4:32:43 GMT
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Trevor had been rather busy being pissed off at himself for the past couple of days now. It was something that took much of his time, when he spent hours thinking about what could have happened if he hadn't done stupid things. It wasn't like he had the opportunity to go back and change it, because he would if he could in an instant. Sure, he normally acted stupid, so maybe this was just some form of karma. Finally, he was getting what he deserved. It just didn't seem fair at all. He never had any sort of drama in his life, and now he was on the cover of some newspaper, saying that he was this famous dude's lover. Way messed up. He was still a little ticked off that he was promised a trip home come Christmas time, but had been told he would have to stay here at the last minute. Sure, Christmas had already passed, but he was still annoyed. Then, there was that whole Nina issue. Lucky for him, though, that seemed to be on the down low.
Lost in all of these thoughts, he tripped over something and went sprawling onto the floor in a heap. He grumbled as he climbed off the floor, dusting himself off whilst whispering obscenities. He glanced down to see what he had tripped over, and it appeared to be a book. What the hell was a book doing in the middle of the corridor? Wait.. He glanced around briefly, taking in his surroundings. How in the hell had he ended up in the library, of all places?!
Trev shook his head at his stupidity. How had he walked into that one place that was filled with things he claimed to be allergic to? Books. Feeling unlike himself, he scooped up the book and looked it over. Not really comprehending the title, since he just took a quick glance at it, he tossed the book toward the table, causing a loud 'boom' as it landed, "Yeah.. that's what you get, you.. bitch book... whore," he cursed, glaring at the random book that now rested on the table. Great, now he was talking to objects.
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Post by n on Jan 27, 2010 13:08:15 GMT
SLIP, TRIP, AND FALL + + -+ well i'm down for the count +-
It wasn't long after Trevor accidentally wound up in the library that a wild brunette came crashing in. She started looking frantically around the room, running between the book aisles until the librarian reminded her there was no running.
AJ fast-walked through the last aisle, and her shoulders slumped. Then a big boom came from across the room and she jumped, looking up at the cause of the sound. There, on the table, was her diary! And some Hufflepuff was muttering something under his breath. Was he trying to open it?! Well good luck to him! Still, what a vile thing to do!
"What do you think you're doing?!" She stormed up to him, eyes narrowed. When she was a foot away her hands came down on her hips and she lifted her chin in challenge. She was a petite girl, glowering up at the blond boy with indignation in her eyes.
"That book is private property, and you have no right to open it!" The Gryffindor looked ready to fight. All she was missing was the boxing gloves.
She lost the diary about twenty minutes ago. She usually kept it hidden in a secret spot in her dormitory, but today she planned to write in it at lunch time, and she didn't want to stop by her room and waste time. She had to grab a book for her Muggle Studies class, so she visited the library and after finding the right book, had browsed the shelves for her own pleasure. After checking out two books, she was on her way. She'd just found a quiet spot and went to pull out her diary when she realized... it wasn't there! AJ retraced her steps to this very spot, and she couldn't be more irritated.
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Post by ohmycheese on Jan 28, 2010 0:43:20 GMT
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Trevor stared at the book that now rested on the table. Though he was looking at it, he really wasn't looking at it. His mind was elsewhere. He was moments away from giving that book the middle finger just for good measure when a rather loud voice boomed from behind him. With a startled jump, he whirled around to see who had spoken. He stared at the girl for a moment, his bright blue eyes widening, trying to comprehend what she had just said, and why she was so angry, "Setting my friends on fire," he replied evenly, as if in answer to her question.
Of course, he couldn't deny it, she was quite attractive. Especially so when she was angry, and at this particular moment, she was pissed. He raised a brow slightly at the girl after her next outburst, "Hey now! No need to get your panties in a.. bunch.. or whatever that saying is," he trailed off slightly, then thought back to her words. Wait, private property? This had to be good! "Private property, eh?" he smirked and leaped toward the table to snatch up the book. He took a moment to finally actually read the cover, and grinned. He turned his back to the girl, hunching himself over the book to open it. Too bad it wouldn't open. Great.
He spun back around to face her, hiding the diary behind his back, "Well, I guess you're going to have to do something for me in order to get it back," he stated mischievously, "Or just tell me how to open it so I can read away, then I'll give it back when I'm done. No trouble there," he added teasingly.
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Post by n on Jan 28, 2010 4:14:48 GMT
SLIP, TRIP, AND FALL + + -+ well i'm down for the count +-
What a freak! Who even joked about setting their friends on fire? Just from that comment, AJ knew her opinion could only go downhill from there. And she was right.
She had no idea what 'the saying' was that he was referring to, but any comment about her panties was vulgar and definitely inappropriate. AJ braced herself to be kicked out of the library for what she was going to do next. She opened her mouth to accuse him of being a pervert, when his attention drifted to her diary. A split second too late, AJ lunged for the book, only to smash her hip against the table he swiped it from. She groaned, perhaps a little over-dramatically, before sending him a glare over her shoulder. But he didn't see it, because he was too busy turned the other way. AJ knew he wouldn't be able to read her diary, so she wasn't worried about that. What upset her was that he was going to try. Because apparently he hadn't known what it was before, and now that he did, he was more determined than ever to read its contents.
The Gryffindor straightened herself up and turned to face him. While he was attempting to pry the journal open, she jumped forward. She meant to reach around his body and grab the book, but he turned just before she could touch it, and narrowly avoided careening right into his chest.
She stepped back, not trusting to be that close to him. And again, her instincts proved right. He wasn't just a pervert and a freak. He was manipulative, and he had a sense of entitlement.
"You're a pig," AJ accused, and the way she spat the words could only mean she believed them. "I won't tell you how to open it, and you'll be stuck with a useless paperweight." It was a new diary, with only a couple entries to it, so it was hardly a novel of her deepest, most provocative secrets. It was the fact that it was new, and expensive (setting a combination like that one took some complicated spellwork!), and it was the principle itself. This boy was the furthest thing from a gentleman, and AJ had always been and always would be, a sucker for a knight in shining armour. Trevor was... well... he was the bacon her gentlemen cooked for breakfast.
"Just give me the book, and nobody has to get hurt," She promised, although she knew that Trevor was not going to escape the library without getting hexed. His attitude alone needed some adjusting, and she was more than capable of giving him a temporary personality change. Whether he returned the diary to her or not, this boy would not make it back to his dormitory unscathed. |
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Post by ohmycheese on Jan 28, 2010 23:06:03 GMT
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Trevor couldn't help but chuckle at the girl's hopeless attempts to get her 'private property' back. Whatever was in this little book had to be juicy if she acted so possessive over it. Being that this book wasn't meant for him to read, then that meant he just had to read it. It was like it was calling his name, "Hm, I see you're already throwing yourself at me," he commented upon her nearly colliding with him in hopes to get her book back, smirking at his own sick joke.
He raised a brow slightly, "Oh, well then. If we're gonna be calling each other farm animals here, then you're a... llama," he replied after a short pause, his eyes dancing with amusement. At least, as far as he could tell, the recent events hadn't done much damage to his usual personality. He was still his old self. He let out a small sigh and gave his head a small shake at her next comment, "Well, that's just a shame. Guess I'll just have to figure it out myself," he replied slowly, "Or maybe I can just burn it? I have been on a roll today.." he added, grinning as he played off of his joke on setting his friends on fire. He had no idea where that spontaneous answer had come from.
Trev couldn't help but let out a snort, trying to stop the laughter from erupting after her threat, "Really now? Well, the only thing that will be getting hurt here is.. your pride," he ended lamely. Did that even make any sense? Oh well, it had sounded cool in his head, so he had said it out loud, "But.. we could make a deal.." he began, the book still held behind his back. He eyed her, waiting for an answer, wondering if she would take the bait.
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Post by n on Jan 29, 2010 10:05:51 GMT
SLIP, TRIP, AND FALL + + -+ well i'm down for the count +-
She snorted with derision and disdain at his 'interpretation' of her lunge. He was certainly full of himself, wasn't he? If he thought he was being charming, he was sorely mistaken. And if he thought he was being funny, AJ wasn't laughing. And as much as she wished she could hold herself above the name-calling, she just couldn't let his llama joke slide.
"I was wrong. You're not only a pig, but you're an ass." The Gryffindor didn't like using foul words, but Trevor certainly deserved it. She eyed his Hufflepuff robes dubiously. He was likely a Slytherin who'd bullied a Hufflepuff out of their house colours.
His snub at her pride, as llamalame as he thought it sounded, hit home. AJ was a very proud girl, and she wasn't accustomed to being challenged in such an inconsiderate manner? Did he realize he'd just invited her to throw down?
She bit back her next words when he proposed they strike a deal. He was the bloody devil! She knew what happened to Faust in the folktales. But she narrowed her eyes and lifted her chin a little higher.
"What kind of deal?" AJ could feel that she'd just walked into a trap of some kind, and it was his endless smirking that told her. Still, like any true Gryffindor, the fair-haired brunette stood her ground, no matter what disadvantage she possessed? |
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Post by ohmycheese on Jan 29, 2010 23:59:21 GMT
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Trevor gave the girl a humorous look when she called him an ass this time, "Tsk tsk, you shouldn't use that language, little girl," he responded in a voice hinting disapproval, shaking his head as if he was disappointed in her. Sure, she wasn't a 'little girl'. Hell, she was probably right around his age, or maybe a few years younger. It was hard to tell. But, he knew that calling her that would get under her skin, as well, and he was on a roll.
"Is it the donkey people call an ass? Because that would make me a pig and a donkey.. correct me if I'm wrong," he stated as if deep in thought, "You should really stop being such an.. alpaca," he added, the small smirk still upon his lips. The smirk grew just a tad wider when he realized that she was taking the bait. For the most part, at least.
Too bad he had only though of those words to give him some time. Now, he needed to think of an actual deal to make with her. That shouldn't be too hard, should it? "Well, first off, how important is this book to you?" he asked, raising a questioning brow. It was a bit of a pointless question, but he was just trying to buy himself some time to think up of a clever deal. Of course, when it came to his ideas, they weren't always that clever.
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Post by n on Feb 2, 2010 18:39:40 GMT
SLIP, TRIP, AND FALL + + -+ well i'm down for the count +-
"I'm not little, I'm petite!" AJ fumed at his remark, then mentally kicked herself for retorting in such a childish manner. It was obviously what Trevor was trying to provoke. She had to flip this situation around. Right now he had the upper hand, and he was cocky about it. She ignored his animal-talk (thinking about pigs and llamas and donkeys would not calm her down), until he called her an alpaca.
The logical Gryffindor didn't know what happened. She was just trying to cool off, and then BOOM! She exploded!
"THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE!" AJ shrieked, and that's when the librarian promptly arrived to escort them both forcefully from the library. She didn't stop apologizing until the older witch vanished back into the library. Then she rounded on Trevor.
"You know what? Keep the book. You want to know how important it is? Here!" AJ stomped on his foot as hard as she could, and stepped back. She sorely wished she'd been wearing stilettos, but her ballerina flats had a good hard sole to them all the same.
"Go alpaca yourself!" When AJ was pissed, she didn't really think straight, "And watch your donkey. You never know when a llama might curse a pig!"
She stormed off, not bothering to regain her journal. She'd get it back soon enough, of that she was sure. |
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Post by ohmycheese on Feb 6, 2010 18:25:21 GMT
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Trevor chuckled when the dark haired girl spoke defensively. He could tell he was getting to her, and that was why he was doing this to begin with. He kept the book behind his back as he eyed her with a raised brow as she completely exploded. He was able to keep himself from jumping at her sudden loud voice. He knew they were going to get kicked out of the library now, from that outburst.
He laughed hysterically the entire time they were being forced out of the library. He had finally managed to make her snap, and it was worth it. He grinned slightly when she told him to keep the book, figuring that he would take that precious time in learning how to open it. Suddenly, he was extremely interested as to what was hidden within it. He yelped in pain, not quite expecting the stomp he received on his foot.
Trev swore loudly as he began to hop on one foot in pain. The girl's comment, though, made him laugh a bit more, even with the current pain he was in. He was the one who didn't make sense? More like her. Wow, he definitely had to remember that line. He watched her storm off, though in pain, he was proud of his victory. Taking that moment, he pulled her book in front of him once more to scan the title, then turned and began to limp in the other direction.
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