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Post by Chase Malfoy on Jul 18, 2007 7:47:22 GMT -5
Chas wasn't a morning person, but last nigth he was unable to sleep due to e heat. He just tossed and turned all night. So when it was about 6am, he finally hauled his butt out of bed, got dressed and casual muggle wear, since it was saturday, a green t-shirt with black designs along the bottom of it, and faded worn black jeans and typical black chuck taylors. He didn't consider himself fashionable, but with all the females he was used to being around, it sorta just came to him.
Wondering into the great hall, he spotted a near empty table, not even sure if it was his own, he walked in about 1/3 of the way and took a seat next to lost of freshly made breakfast. Looking over all of it, he couldn't help but think how happy he was that he didn't have to make his own food. He felt kinda lazy this morning.
He stiffled a yawn as he poured a tall glass of orange juice and took a plate of muggle pancakes and started buttering it up and cutting it.
(sorry its kinda short)
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Post by Celeste Weasley on Jul 18, 2007 8:05:35 GMT -5
Celeste hated mornings. In fact, Celeste hated just about every thing. Not that she was depressing, or a grumpy dwarf (not that she was a dwarf to begin with), but if you said you liked something she'd most likely say she hated it. And why? She liked being difficult. More than anything she absolutely hated mornings. Funny enough, she was a morning person. No matter what she always woke up early in the morning, and no matter how hard she would try to go back to sleep, she wouldn't be able to. It was the most annoying thing in the world, well apart from her irritatingly annoying twin cousins (She wished her Uncle Fred hadn't married).
It was too early to be up, Celeste thought grimly, pushing her covers back. She leapt from her bed, and walked to her closet. Pulling it open she pulled out a black tank top, along with black cargo pants. She liked black, plus you couldn't go wrong with the color black. She didn't have to worry about matching or not, she just had to throw on a shirt and some pants, then shoes (she hated shoes). After she was finished dressing, which didn't take long, she brushed her flaming red hair, then decided to throw it up in a pony tale. One day she would just cut all of her hair off, maybe shave her head, maybe then no body would know who she was.
Covering her mouth as she yawned Celeste walked into the great Hall. She looked around to make sure her the twin annoyances weren't there, since they obviously weren't in there room, and made her way to a table. She wasn't even hungry, but there was really know where else to go. She rubbed her arm, where her mark was, and got an odd look for a girl sitting next to her. She scowled at the girl, and turned away. Were people not allowed to rub there arms when they itched? God. She plopped down in a seat, a random one at that, and dimly realized there was someone across from her. She stared at the food in front of her, made a face, then looked up.
She narrowed her eyes at the guy sitting in front of her, then looked down at the food he was eating, and made another face. She may be a morning person, but the thought of food in the morning made her feel sick. Making another face, and muttering, she poured herself a cup of orange juice and munched silently on a piece of toast as she studied the guy in front of her. Chaz, or something. Or was it Blaze? Something with a Z? No wasn't it...Chape...nope that wasn't it, Celeste smirked. Who ever named a child Chape was cruel. She couldn't figure out his name, only that it started with A CH. Chuck, no....that name was terrible, he didn't look like a Chuck either. Celeste wrinkled her nose in thought, then looked at Chase.
"Hi." She said simply, realizing that she'd been staring off in space, but looking at him. How odd. She did that though, she would be staring at someone, but not. Oh well, he probably thought she was a loon. He could join the club.
[[Bleh. I kept blabbering, but I hope it's not bad]]
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Post by Chase Malfoy on Jul 18, 2007 8:19:32 GMT -5
(it was just fine *smile* )
Chase finished up one pancake and felt quite satisfied with it. He wasn't a big morning eater. But boy did he like juice, He was down to the half mark of his second glass. Just as he set his glass down, he was taken back by a voice out of nowhere.
"hi" The female voice said.
He looked up across from him, It was Celeste. He was usually pretty good with names, due to his observant habit. He enjoyed watching people and their body language, for he, himself, was pretty fond of body language, it was so natural and silent. He ran a hand through his hair, to get his bangs out of his face.
"G'morning Celeste.. have a good sleep?" He asked, a good conversation starter.
He didn't know her to well, but he was usually pretty friendly with people unless there was a reason to be otherwise.
(sorry, next one will be longer, promise)
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Post by Celeste Weasley on Jul 18, 2007 8:33:53 GMT -5
She snapped her fingers mentally. Dang! She did know him. She was hoping she didn't, but he she was fairly sure he wasn't any one important. Well, not to her, not yet, or maybe never. So she didn't have to feel bad about forgetting his name, but he knew hers. So that meant she had met him before. She twisted her face up, then sipped her orange juice. She savored the taste of the juice, she loved juice. Any kind. Orange and Apple were probably her favorite. Not that that mattered, she thought. Now what was his blasted name? It wasn't Chad, it was more than four words. Wait...She counted Chad out on her hand, yep it was four letters, and his was...er....She tapped her head, then shook it, growling when her hair spilled free of her pony tale.
She looked at chase through a curtain of hair, and with irritatingly attacked it with her hands, brushing it to the side, and up out of her way. Her hair was straight as can be, and even after being in a bun it was as straight as ever, tumbling down her back in wild abandon. That made Celeste scowled, she hated her hair, and the color of it. It brought to much attention, and to many drunken guys. She snarled, then slammed a hand on the table.
"CHASE!" She fairly screeched is name, then slapped a hand over her mouth when she realized she shrieked it out loud. Thank god there was hardly know one in the Great Hall. But every one who was in there, well most, already knew Celeste was crazy. And Clumsy.
She erupted in giggles, shaking her head, then covering her face. Embarrassed, yet amused with herself, she looked up at Chase. She dropped her hands once she was sure she wasn't blushing, and grinned crookedly at him. "Sorry. I couldn't remember your name." She gave him a sheepish look, then glanced down at her orange juice. She downed it in two seconds flat, then poured herself another glass. She opted for silence, afraid if she started talking he would run. Instead she sipped on her juice, and nibbled gingerly on a piece of toast. He must think she was related to Loony Lovegood, happily, she wasn't. She was the infamous daughter of George Weasley, and for that she was proud...but then, considering what she was, she wasn't too proud. Yet, her father couldn't condemn her just because she wasn't like the rest of the family....right?
She glanced up at Chase, sure that his name was Chase, and she had shrieked it out like a maniac. She wrinkled her nose at the pancakes, how could someone eat so early? Men. They ate all the time. Well, the ones she knew any ways. Always eating...
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Post by Chase Malfoy on Jul 18, 2007 9:00:20 GMT -5
Chase tilted his head slightly when her hair spilled out from her pony tail. He gave a signature Malfoy side grin, amusement danced in his eyes. He took a good drink of orange juice before she shrieked out his name just as he swollowed and began to say his name aswell, having read the look on her face, a usual look of having forgotten something, he asumed it had been his name. For they had only met twice before, and quite briefly at that.
"Ch-ase" is what would have been in sync if she hadn't said it so loud.
He kinda snickered. "Um, Yes thats right" He smiled and threw back the rest of his orange juice and had another bite of pancake before he spoke again. The amusement still in his deep green eyes. Even more so as she burst into a fit of the giggles. It was kind of cute in a way, enough to have his attention. Then again, it wasn't that hard for someone to get his attention, His father was pretty sure Chase had ADHD. That didn't bother him though, he just figured he had lots of curiosity and energy.
"So back to my question, How'd you sleep?" smiling, he replied again.
"oh and if Chase is too hard to remember, you can always call me VicVega, Thats what alot of my friends and some of my family call me." He mentioned before she could speak.
Then he coudln't help but pour one for glass of orange juice. He loved the stuff, it was like liquid energy, and not to mention the vitamin C in it kept up the white blood cell count. Keeping him nice and healthy for the sports he liked to play outside.
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Post by Celeste Weasley on Jul 18, 2007 12:22:09 GMT -5
Celeste was slightly surprised that he didn't get up and leave her, even more so when he asked her question...again? Was she really that bad that she hadn't paid attention to a question he asked her? Celeste frowned, and realized that for once know one had called her Fred. He had known her name, but since she'd been seven her cousins thought it'd be cute if they called her Fred, because her middle name was Freda....Ha...Ha...Ha....
She shrugged to his question. "I slept okay, I guess. I only had a couple of hours, for some reason I can't sleep past 6 or seven in the morning." She snapped her fingers. "I did sleep until 9 once, I was so proud." Of course every one had thought she was a loon, being all happy about sleeping until 9. She wasn't an outcast, she had a lot of people who were her friends, some what, she just didn't like being around any of them. She was surprised she was speaking to Chase, and only slightly Embarrassed that he had realized she hadn't been able to figure out his name.
"What about you?" She tilted her head up at him, grinning crookedly. She picked up another piece of toast, ripped off a small piece and tossed it at him, playfully. "I never see you up this early...or up early at all. And trust me, I'm ALWAYS up early." She nodded, then tugged on a piece of her hair. It was a nervous habit. She stifled a yawn, and gave him another crooked smile. "So why are you up so early, Chase?"
((Sorry it's short.))
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Post by Chase Malfoy on Jul 18, 2007 13:06:22 GMT -5
Hearing that the latest she'd slept in till was nine was kind of suprising, although he did know others alike to her. So he just nodded politely.
"What about you" She Asked.
"Meh, I couldn't sleep. It was too hot in the boys dorm. So eventually I just decided to get up. So ya, I'm running on very little sleep" He snickered slightly, sorta of rolling his eyes, more at himself than anything.
"Ahh toast!" He said loudly, mockingly. Then laughing as he dodged the flying toast. Then he drowned half of the third gllas of orange juice he had poured.
His hand went to his mouth as he yawned, then he ran a hand through his hair again, as a bang had almost reached his eye. Then he paused for a moment and stretched out his arms and sighed.
"Today feels like its going to be a long day" He nodded. "What are you up to today?" he asks politely.
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Post by Celeste Weasley on Jul 18, 2007 22:59:12 GMT -5
Celeste nodded at him, the boys dorms did get hot. Or at least that was what she had been told. Not that she minded the heat, sleeping in a hot room would be better than some of the other places she had to sleep before. Celeste shuddered as the images of her past sleeping arrangements on certain trips of hers flashed in her mind almost like a slide show. Celeste shook her head, her bangs spilling into her eyes. "Meh, It couldn't be that bad."
Celeste grinned crookedly at him, shaking her head, when he spoke and dodged the toast she chucked at him. She sipped on her orange juice as he gulped up his own, amazed at how quick he could drink it. He must really love Orange juice, she glanced down at her half full cup, or half empty (how ever you want to look at it), she liked Orange juice, but she preferred Apple.
"What are you up to today?"
Lesi blinked at him, his words bringing her back to reality. What had she been thinking about when she was staring off into space? She shook her head, as if to clear her fuzzy memory. She didn't remember. She tapped her chin, pursing her lips, as if she was actually trying to think of what she was going to do today. There wasn't any important Alliance members about, and she was on no mission from The Dark Lord...so she really had nothing to do, Lesi thought with horror.
"I...don't know." She said absently, frowning. What was she going to do? Heaven forbid she run into those pesky twins! Lesi ran a hand through her hair, ruffling it. She couldn't remember the last time she had a day all to herself....
"Wait!" She dug into her pocket and pulled out her wand. She laughed triumphantly, then her face crumpled and she gave Chase a mournful look. "It figures." She let out a long suffering sigh, then pouted. "The one time I don't want to find my wand, I find it. I could've spent the whole day looking for it, but no. Now I have nothing to do...." Well, she could try to prank the few Alliance members around...but she didn't want to.
She rested her elbows on the table, and then placed her chin in her palms. She grinned at Chase, then rolled her eyes. She closed them, and looked as if she might be sleeping. A few moments later she spoke. "What about you? Going to do anything...fun or interesting today?"
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Post by Chase Malfoy on Jul 19, 2007 2:15:21 GMT -5
He shruged slgihtly as she asked him the same question.
"Meh, I'm not to sure.. I feel lazy, but not tired. But I mean, I'm up for like actually doing something if its interesting, but if its just pointless wondering, I'm not." He raised his shoulders in a quizzical manner, while chuckling a little.
"Hmm.. maybe go for a swim in the lake.. or go on an adventure through the forest. I really am not sure at this point in time" he then drowned the rest of his drink and kinda started at her. Blink-blink. For once he actually had nothing to do, no homework or errands. It was a funny feeling, Almost more useless than anything else.
"One things forsure, I'd like to shower before I do anything major" he said with a nod. He hated going out feeling dirty from the sweat that had come throughout the night. Not that he could smell himself, but he figured that always keeping clean cut and fresh was polite to the people around him. He offended people with his words at times, but never with his scent or look. That just wasn't his style.
{sorry i took so long}
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