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Post by rileyismyname on Aug 4, 2005 21:16:49 GMT -5
she only got 3 sickels a week for spending money. When her cheeks started to turn bright red, she ran out of the bush and spit out everything in her mouth. Some kids were glaring, so she ran back ito the bush and decided to stay there for a bit
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 4, 2005 23:28:14 GMT -5
Ebin turned around at the sound of vomiting chocolate. He wrinkled his nose and called the girl over. "Hey." Ebin stood up. He hated candy, it made his teeth hurt. But Ebin was Prefect and thought it was his duty to introduce himself. "I'm Ebin, Prefect for Gryffindor." He held out his hand and smiled, trying to ignore the whole chocolate thing.
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Post by rileyismyname on Aug 4, 2005 23:36:02 GMT -5
Riley's eyes were watery from vomiting, and she managed to push her mouth into a weak but convincing smile. She appreciated somebody breaking the ice. If I'd seen somebody vomit I probably wouldnt talk to themshe thought. "Hi, I'm riley. I um... swallowed a bug, seemed to cause a bit of A disruption in my stomach apparently," she said, still forcing herself to keep her mouth shut, because otherwise her breath would smell like vomit.
"Do you want my cards? I already have four of both," she said, offering Ebin them in her outstretched hands
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 4, 2005 23:39:18 GMT -5
Ebin looked down at the cards. He took then. "A lot different then the ones in America." He said used to his old school. He slipped then into his back packet. "Thanks." He then grew curious, "I'm new here so I wouldn't know but, if you don't mind me asking, what year are you?" He also wanted to know what house but burrying someone with question didn't seem like the right thing to do.
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Post by rileyismyname on Aug 5, 2005 14:18:15 GMT -5
"Oh, sorry" she said, gaining some confiedence. "I'm a fourth year gryffindor, so I guess we're in the same house. Are you looking forward to the start of term?" she asked. "I'm rather eager for potions and transfiguration myself, although I've heard the potions master is quite nasty torwads anbody but Slytherins."
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Post by rileyismyname on Aug 5, 2005 14:20:21 GMT -5
(OOC: you're a ravenclaw not a gryffindor)
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 5, 2005 16:58:19 GMT -5
Ebin hated potions with a firery passion. "Potions sucks. Don't look forward to it, you will be let down." He said flatly, "But transfiguration is really fun and we have an awesome teacher. She is head of your house."
((ooc: I didn't get transfered? hmmm will need to talk to athority about that!))
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Post by rileyismyname on Aug 5, 2005 17:43:41 GMT -5
Oh, ya, Professor McGonagall" Riley said as she looked down at her shoes and pushed back her hair.
"well I wont then, thanks. I dont know, I have this certain liking for liquids... strange I know. hey, what if we were prefects together? That would be awesome. Well, first I have to become a prefect"...
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 5, 2005 17:58:04 GMT -5
Ebin slipped his hands into this pockets. He sighed a little. Ebin was a fifth year now and worked hard. Riley was new. "That be cool." He lied avoiding eye contact. "Wanna go hang in the common room?" he asked looking over at the castle.
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Post by rileyismyname on Aug 5, 2005 17:59:53 GMT -5
"Sure" Riley said, with a tone of enthusiasm. She was glad finally somebody was being nice to her..
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