Rebecca FieldI come back from the field very muddy and dirty. Yes, I know, Quidditch, you play it on brooms that fly in the air, you don't run, but I guess I suck at Quidditch, I think I'm getting kicked off the team. I hide behind a tree, I sit and cry and cry and cry.
~ Moony ~ wrote:(YUP~ !! I've got my English teacher from last year who runs my Writer's Club once a week
And yeah, Drama's turning out to be more scary but also more fun than I originally thought...)
~ Cataleya ~
Cat's cheeks burned so brightly that they could have glowed in the dark, and she could feel the heat of embarrassment and anxiety radiating from her body. "I don't hate you," she murmured softly to Draco, avoiding his eyes as hers quickly fell to the floor which had suddenly become quite interesting. She scuffed her shoe against the ground and gulped loudly. "I never hated you, especially not enough to yell at you. In fact, I rather liked you before. I don't even believe your - nor Daph's - reputations. But you have to admit that they proceed you a little. Word spread like wildfire around here and rumours disintegrate whatever they touch."
Oh, Lords! Cat's face flamed furiously as her eyes began to moisten.
I did not just tell him that I liked him!
I've never actually been into Drama, although, in my school plays, I've been the Queen of Hearts, Meaghan Barnard (Agatha Christie's 'ABC murders') and Willy Wonka,
My hot and sexy english teacher is leaving the school, I will miss him so much :'( And there's a chance that my Maths teacher, Claudia, whom I have admired since 5th grade, won't be teaching this year... u.u
Also I'm so jealous, you go to Writer's Club, that is SOOO great but my school is so SMALL that there aren't clubs at all!
Daphne MarkeyI look down at Draco, I think, I feel he's such a broken soul... Trying to choose the right words, with the right tone and right phrases, I realize Cattie just spoke. I turn my head looking at her in amazement.
She just said she doesn't hate him!. I'm quite shocked. I can't see Cattie's face, because she's looking at the floor. I smile thankfully at her, although I guess she can't see me. I look at Draco and help him sit down. 'Cattie...' I whisper softly, grinning. '.. what can I say? She's...' I look at Cataleya. '...You, I don't know what to say, thanks, and thanks again, for not being prejudiced, and also a great, super fabulous friend!' I turn to Draco again. 'Drackie. Know that Cattie and I don't hate you.' I say smiling and placing a hand on his shoulder.