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Post by shanice on Oct 24, 2009 15:25:47 GMT
Gah, Monday afternoons where truly the worst, never anything to do and defiantly no one to communicate with. Shanice was one of those people that did homework and things on a Sunday or during her lesson. She walked across the lawns with her book in her hand looking at the cover. Herbology, she hated it, the worst subject in the world. Who would have the brains to like it?! She tossed her hair to the side an walked past the Greenhouses. She took a step back and looked at them. Should she? No, that was way to immature and Slytherin like. Somehow she seemed to walk toward the green houses. Peering inside to see if anyone else was inside she opened the door.
She slowly backed into the greenhouse, closing the door slowly. Placing her book onto one of the tables she looked around. There wasn't anyone here, no one at all. A grin spread across her face as she let her hands moved across the soils. Touching some leaves she pulled them off and dropped them onto the floor. What was the thrill in being bad, if there isn't anyone to catch you, no one to rat you in to the headmistress, of course no one would think a Hufflepuff would do this, her parents would kill her if they knew about this.
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Post by annie on Oct 25, 2009 18:12:41 GMT
Monday afternoons weren't tha happiest times for Annie, and she knew it. They were usually boring, and filled with homework. Annie hated homework, and usually didn't do it, and she didn't really care that she dot into trouble. She wasn't failing anything, so what's the difference if she did it or not, as long as she understood what was taught. Ms Gilbert ran a hand through her hair, and her curls bounced around her shoulders and her almond shaped eyes. A soft sigh escaped her perfect lips, and Annie put her pale hands into her pockets. Walking out of the main building, she wrapped her arms around herself, and she walked out. She was wearing black jeans, and a jumper obver a tank top. The days were quite chilly, but Annie rarely felt it.
Her footsteps were inaudible as she trudged along the grass. She was walking towards the green houses, even though she didn't really know that she was going there conciously. It was almost a reflex action, and it was weird for her. As she came closer, she stretched her arm out without thinking. Her pale fingers rested on the handle, and then pushed softly. The door opened quietle, and then a smirk came over annie's face. There was a girl in there, who looked like one of those swett, but rebel Hufflepuffs, and she was being naughty. 'I never thought I'd see the day when a Hufflepuff would act naughty.' Annie smirked, while crossing her arms.
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Post by shanice on Oct 26, 2009 13:11:50 GMT
A voice startled Shanice as she turned around to see a Slytherin, leaning to the side she raised a eyebrow. "I never thought i would see a Slytherin in the greenhouse, when it wasn't class." She spoke rather coldly and turned her back on the girl. She went back and picked up her book walking to the other side of the green house. She didn't really like Slytherins, yet she had to put up with them though. Especially since there was one in the family, her little sister.
She held her book in her left hand and continued to walk, bored was the word for this. She turned to see the girl was still there, so in result she turned her back and knocked over a plant, by accident but of course it would of look liked it was on purpose. When she wanted to get caught, she wanted it to be more like a teacher rather than a Slytherin girl.
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Post by annie on Oct 27, 2009 17:20:40 GMT
Annie was highly amused, to say the least, at the gils come back. It was lame, and uncalled for, she didn't say anything that wasn't true, but still there was a smile on Annie's face from what the girl had said. 'I don't think I should be explaining my self to you,' Annie said, her voice held a lot of humour. But then, the situation got a whole lot better. Either the girl was very clumsy, or she just wanted to show her slef up, either way it was very amusing. 'I would go tell a teacher about what mess you're making here, but I'd rather she found out herself.' Annie said, and she was not going to let the gil clean up, so that she did get caught, and Annie wouldn't be a tell tale. She stood there, looking smug.
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