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Jun 13, 2009 19:14:31 GMT -5
Post by Jewels Tyler on Jun 13, 2009 19:14:31 GMT -5
Jewels sat on the train looking out the window. The last time she had been at this school was when Hektor was a threat, and her mom was still her friend. After her hiatus from the school she was back, this time unafraid of Hektor and forgotten by her mother. She hoped the changes in her wouldn't stop her from reconnecting with the people she had met the first time she was here. After not saying goodbye and being away for an entire year, she hoped they remember her. If not, she was no longer afraid to start from scratch.
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Jun 19, 2009 15:51:13 GMT -5
Post by Trent Frey on Jun 19, 2009 15:51:13 GMT -5
Lyric had been comfortable in his own cabin, watching the scenery rush past. Then the door had opened, and a quidditch team's worth of raucous students had piled in. Within five minutes he'd escaped and begun looking for somewhere more quiet. Most of the cabins were full, but eventually he found one with only one student in it, a girl who looked vaguely familiar. She had to have been in Gryffindor, or he was sure he wouldn't recognize her, considering his stay at MI had been only two days long. He hoped with everything in him that she wasn't the person who'd complained to the Headmistress about him and Jory looking at each other. He opened the door warily, his hair still down since that first message the Headmistress had sent him. If you would change it, it would be much appreciated.
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Jun 19, 2009 23:03:03 GMT -5
Post by Jewels Tyler on Jun 19, 2009 23:03:03 GMT -5
Jewels was looking out the window when the door opened a little, and failed to notice that there was someone there too. Instead, she was caught up in her thoughts of the past and her worries for the future. Would people remember her? Would they be mad she left? She turned away from the window and reached down to get her bag below her seat. Upon leaning over she saw the crack in the doorway and a figure standing there. "Um," she said to the person, "You can come in if you want. There's room."
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Jun 20, 2009 0:59:34 GMT -5
Post by Trent Frey on Jun 20, 2009 0:59:34 GMT -5
Lyric nodded and glanced behind him just once to be sure another quidditch team wasn't coming before he slipped in, sliding the door closed behind him. He gave the girl a hesitant smile, then sat down on the opposite bench from her to look out the window. He knew he should try to talk, that that would be polite, but he didn't know what to say, and everything had gone so wrong that he thought it would be safer not to.
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Jun 20, 2009 20:27:29 GMT -5
Post by Jewels Tyler on Jun 20, 2009 20:27:29 GMT -5
From the moment the guy walked in, Jewels knew he looked familiar. He couldn't have been from MI, that would be too cool to be true. But, it was worth it to at least ask. "Were you from Magic International? I think I've seen you before.....I think." He wasn't one she would have forgotten and yet she remembered maybe seeing him once or twice in the halls. Or maybe she was thinking too much of MI that she was starting to see things.
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Jun 21, 2009 0:01:01 GMT -5
Post by Trent Frey on Jun 21, 2009 0:01:01 GMT -5
She thought she'd seen him. Lyric couldn't imagine he looked that much different just because his hair was down, so he went with his hope that she couldn't have been the one to complain about him and nodded. "I wasn't there long," he admitted, then immediately wished he hadn't. He didn't want to admit to all the reasons he was leaving! He started sifting through all the reasons for something that would make sense without outing him and Jory. "My mom decided to send me to Hogwarts instead." He hoped that was enough.
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Jun 21, 2009 1:04:16 GMT -5
Post by Jewels Tyler on Jun 21, 2009 1:04:16 GMT -5
"Oh, nice. I've been there since my first year....and well, I came here once before. Then I went back. Now I'm here again..." Jewels looked out the window, watching the trees go by and showing as only quick blurs through the glass. After a few seconds, she turned back to the guy and with a sudden realization she remembered who he was. "You were friends with Jory, right? I remember you now...." She also remembered getting the inside scoop from a reliable source of what really happened.
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Jun 21, 2009 13:26:23 GMT -5
Post by Trent Frey on Jun 21, 2009 13:26:23 GMT -5
Lyric's eyes widened, and he looked up at the girl, then quickly down at his hands, brows knitting slightly. She knew. And she was going to Hogwarts. He wanted to lie, but that wouldn't do any good if she remembered him. He nodded. "Sort of," he said. "I was only at MI for two days, though." And he'd spent another week in Veneficus waiting for his mother to decide whether to send him to Hogwarts or bring him home.
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Jun 22, 2009 0:35:44 GMT -5
Post by Jewels Tyler on Jun 22, 2009 0:35:44 GMT -5
"Well, I don't mean this is a mean way but good for you that you left. Alex was such a bitch about the whole hair thing. I mean, it's just hair." Jewels thought back to her conversation with Brooke Sanders. All Brooke had said was that Alex told Trent to change his hair, and be less....different? Was that the word Brooke had used? Anyway, she felt it wasn't the entire story, but it was enough to give her one good reason to leave. Even if it wasn't her reason.
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Jun 22, 2009 21:11:54 GMT -5
Post by Trent Frey on Jun 22, 2009 21:11:54 GMT -5
"Oh," Lyric said, heat stealing up the back of his neck. "Yeah, but I mean, if it was scaring the kids..." That was the way it had sounded, anyway. He understand it, the kids at PONY had never been scared by it. He reminded himself PONY wasn't a normal school and hoped again that he wouldn't get kicked out of Hogwarts, too.
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Jun 22, 2009 23:11:36 GMT -5
Post by Jewels Tyler on Jun 22, 2009 23:11:36 GMT -5
Jewels almost laughed out loud, "I doubt you scared the kids. Hell, if they could get through a lock down I'm positive nothing would frighten them. The headmistresses was just using poor judgement and frankly was being stupid." She rolled her eyes. It had been such a dramatic year this past term! What was with that?
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Jul 8, 2009 13:06:30 GMT -5
Post by Trent Frey on Jul 8, 2009 13:06:30 GMT -5
Lyric had thought the same thing, he just hadn't said it. It was more than his hair, anyway. He suddenly hoped that he'd been wrong about her knowing. She had asked if he was friends with Jory. He didn't know if he could consider them friends, though. They hardly knew each other. Yes, there were those moments of connection, but they were so few, and he doubted he'd ever see Jory again anyway.
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Jul 9, 2009 0:52:15 GMT -5
Post by Jewels Tyler on Jul 9, 2009 0:52:15 GMT -5
"So..." Jewels said, trailing off. She was never good with making small talk with people who didn't talk a lot. "In all honesty, I'm glad to get away from that place though," she said, polluting the silence with her chatter, "Too much stuff goes on there, but like bad stuff. Bad judgments and thing like that. This place is a refreshing change."
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Jul 9, 2009 18:13:11 GMT -5
Post by Trent Frey on Jul 9, 2009 18:13:11 GMT -5
Lyric looked back up at the girl, his head tilting slightly in curiosity at that information. He paused a moment, thinking before finally deciding to speak. "What kind of bad stuff?" he asked.Bad judgments, she'd said. Why had he asked? "Like, about other stuff?" Aside from him, he meant, though he still wasn't convinced that the Headmistress hadn't been justified in kicking him out, especially if his appearance hadn't been the real reason.
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Jul 9, 2009 21:43:22 GMT -5
Post by Jewels Tyler on Jul 9, 2009 21:43:22 GMT -5
"Well, I don't know how to describe it, but since the lock down things....changed. People changed." Her thoughts turned to her ex, Hal. Since the lockdown he had become more distant and just different. Something had changed and she hadn't known what. It was the same with everyone else too though. Everything was always tense, and no one would say anything but feelings were left in the air. The unspoken intentions were sometimes the worst. People became too paranoid and nitpicky of everything.
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