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Post by Frankie Lynn Saunders on Feb 13, 2013 0:58:58 GMT -5
Sighing she looked around her room bored. She could do some more homework? Or walk around the grounds. Frankie flopped on her bed and snuggled her pillow as she debated on what it was she would like to do right now. Her friends were doing their own things and she didn’t feel like bothering them. And she wasn’t as comfortable just randomly going up to people to see if they could hang out. Rolling over in her bed facing her bed side table and saw pictures she took when she was home for the past summer, a couple with her and home friends and her with her parents then others of random things she took pictures of. She missed her home and missed everything she used to know and love. But this school is amazing and she very much enjoys it… but there’s so much pressure in the wizardry world…. Good and bad. Right a wrong. People fitting into roles just because of the house they were put into. Frankie shook her head as she got up and decided a nice walk should do the trick clear her mind of stupid things. Because the only thing that should be on her mind is getting decent or good grades and getting out of here. Back to her world maybe finding a job with her camera doing what she loves the most.
Leaving the dorm rooms and out to the hall she headed above ground and out the doors feeling the fresh air hit her face as she started to walk around, enjoying the nice breeze on her with the warm kiss of the suns rays on her pale cheeks she smiled to herself. Yep. This is truly beautiful. What she wouldn’t give to have her Cannon in her to photograph the school with all of its history on the walls, the students and the glorious structure. But it’s against the rules to bring things like that. Also there was a chance it could get stolen or broken, then she would be upset. With in no time at all and aimlessly walking Frankie ended up at the pond on the grounds as she took a seat against a tree and looked out to the waters as she wondered what was under the calm water surface, as her imagination of what could be under there a sunken shit, mermaids, some unknown creature no one has ever seen before… who knows? Anythings possible right? That has already been proven to her, time and time again. Anything is possible.
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Post by Gabriel Alexander Harper on Feb 13, 2013 1:12:30 GMT -5
Gabriel leaned against the tree and sighed in happiness. This was a perfect day, the sun was shining on his face, there was a little bit of snow on the ground and his butt was warm under his roommate's blanket. He was sure his roommate wouldn't mind Gabriel borrowing his blanket. He flipped the page on his sketch book and looked out at the lake. He loved when he was able to catch the flip of a mermaid's tail, or a flick of the Giant Squid's tentacles. He loved looking out on the lake and wondering what else was in there, sunken deep into the lake. He heard stories that there was a whole city at the bottom, that the mermaids had their own lives happening just below the water's surface. He sharpened his pencil and started to sketch his idea of what the mermaid land would look like. He smiled, seeing the picture come to life. He loved drawing, he would be better if he had been able to practice while he was a child. His father got him in a boxing ring for most of his childhood, learning how to fight and defend himself. When his father left them, he stopped boxing. That didn't mean he didn't get into a few fights every now and then. Sometimes he had to defend his friends or his sister. He enjoyed helping people and he got a rush from the adrenalin, since he got kicked off of the quidditch team, he had to get it somewhere.
Gabriel looked over and saw a simply stunning girl walk out of the castle and join him by the lake, he leaned against the tree more and just watched her sit on the other side adjacent from him, he leaned over and saw her pretty profile and her black and pink hair. He flipped his page and started to sketch her face, she was flawless. He smiled and looked over his shoulder, "Mind looking this way? I'm getting shadows on the right side of your face." He smiled, hoping she would think he was adorable and not creepy. He liked to think that when he met a beautiful girl, he could sometimes toe that line.
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Post by Frankie Lynn Saunders on Feb 14, 2013 19:22:44 GMT -5
Frankie heard the sound of a males voice, hearing the familiar accent of her home. Ireland. She heard him ask her to look over to him as her bright green eyes met his hazel ones. Frankie noticed the sketch book in his hand, and figured he was drawing her. She blushed lightly. ”ok” she said softly. Staying facing him she took in his profile as his pencil started to cross over the blank page. ”so… Where in Ireland are you from?” she asked curious about the male. He was very handsome. His nice cheek bones, his hair, and his little gotte. She wished she had a camera right now he looked to serine sketching her like so. It would look perfect in black and white…. Maybe with color splash in the photo…. The pencil and paper maybe? Letting her mind get the best of her thinking up all of these things she could do with one photograph.
Frankie watched as his sketch started to come to life, she could only see so much of it but what she saw so far she liked. ”so…. I don’t know your name either. I’m Frankie” she said to him hoping she wasn’t distracting him from his drawing.
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Post by Gabriel Alexander Harper on Feb 14, 2013 20:42:33 GMT -5
Gabe smiled and looked at her cute face, she was flawless. He smiled at her and his pencil took off around the page, filling in her eyes, her nose and that mouth that he wanted so badly. He was really happy that she didn't freak out on him and demand the sketch from him. He would protect this one to the end of time. "I was born in Cork, but moved to Dublin." She was Irish too? Merlin, he could see his mother doing back flips already. He smiled at her and looked up from his page, "What about you, beautiful?" He asked with a smile, taking extra time to get those sexy full lips perfect. He started to think about how he would color this in, maybe keep it greyscale but add some green for those killer eyes, maybe the pink in her hair too.
He wanted her to like the picture, maybe, if she asked nice enough he would consider giving it to her, only if he got something good out of it too, "I'm Gabriel, Gabriel Harper. It's nice to meet you Frankie." He wanted to get to know her and maybe spend a lot of time with the beautiful girl.
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Post by Frankie Lynn Saunders on Feb 14, 2013 21:36:32 GMT -5
Frankie enjoyed hearing his voice it was so nice to have something similar to her old life ring in her hears. ”im from Galway. Right on the shore line” she said smiling, remembering all of the fun times she had at all of the festivals they held there. The amazing food, music and friends. It was just one huge party everyone loved one another yes occasionally there was a problem with someone when they got too drunk but everyone knew they meant no harm when it came down to it. Her favorite thing living there was the waters, sitting by the water with a nice ice cream cone in her hand looking out to the waves living a simple life, not worrying about a thing other then growing up that was just a few short years ago. Well… more like five. But who’s counting?
Hearing his name come from his mouth made her smile more. Gabriel Harper, with the warm hazel eyes and the talented hands. And her name…. oh hearing her name slip from between his pink lips made her stomach twist and turn in a good way. She’s never really had this feeling in the pit of her stomach, she wanted more of this warm feeling. ”it’s nice to meet you too Gabriel”
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Post by Gabriel Alexander Harper on Feb 15, 2013 1:36:21 GMT -5
Gabe smirked when she said that she was from Galway, his grandmother was from there. He spent some time there as a child when he wasn't with his bastard of a father. "I know of Galway, my grandma is from there, I used to visit there growing up." If he knew that somewhere in that city was a beautiful girl with the greenest eyes he's ever seen, he might have fought to spend more time there. "Well you know what they say about girls from Galway?" He asked, leaning in closer to her ear, "That they're absolutely stunning and go out on dates with complete strangers." He knew he was pushing his luck, but he couldn't help it. She was gorgeous and if he didn't give it a shot, then he might not be able to try again. He smiled when she said that it was nice to meet him, he hoped that meant she wanted to keep on getting to know him.
He knew she wasn't a Gryffindor, or else he would have known her by now. Chased her down and made her his girlfriend by now.
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Post by Frankie Lynn Saunders on Feb 15, 2013 1:48:35 GMT -5
”oh? Is that so? What was her name?” she asked him she knew it was a long shot that she may know of his grandmother, but then again it is a small world. And who’s to say maybe his grandmother and her were neighbors? Not likely though, she thought. ”when you would visit as a child what was your favorite thing to do the most there?” she asked him warmly excited to hear his answer. Her home town was so much fun and had so many stories and things going on. Frankie listened to him as he said about Galway girls. Nice try Gabriel but she’s not that easy to get on a date. ”really now? Well shame I must of miss that memo” she grinned showing him her white pearly teeth. She was flattered he asked her for a date even though it was oh so very cheese how he did it, but she needed to get to know the boy a tad bit more before she said yes to a date with him.
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Post by Gabriel Alexander Harper on Feb 17, 2013 21:27:51 GMT -5
Gabe smiled when she took an interest in knowing who his grandmother was. "Maryanne Snow." He loved his Gran dearly and missed visiting her. Since his father was bringing his replacement children around there with his whore-wife, Gabe wanted to keep his distance. "Go swimming, walk up and down the shore. Draw ships in my sketchbook. oh, and the spring festivals." Always a pleaser, he would run around with his sister tasting all of the food and dancing to the loud music. Gabe smiled when she shot him down, "Even if you didn't get the memo, you could make up for lost time now. Would you want to go down to Hogsmeade? Get a butter beer or maybe even some candies? My treat?"
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Post by Frankie Lynn Saunders on Feb 17, 2013 23:20:39 GMT -5
Frankie smiled as the name rung a bell to her ears ”I think my grand mother may know her. I’ve heard that name before” she told him happily. Knowing her grand mother had tons of friends and knew practically everyone around going to tons of events and shops it wouldn’t surprise her in the lest bit. Listening to him talk about what he does there and how he spoke of the festival she smiled happily. Oh yes. One of her favorite things ever. The food, friends, games, stands, even music and fireworks along the beach it was a party that everyone joined in and loved. ”I have to aske my gram next time I see her about yours”. She looked out over the water seeing how calm it was. ”I guess I could go out for a butter beer and maybe a few sweets… mainly sweets” she grinned. She loved sweets. One of the things that made her cave. She would do anything for amazing candy.
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