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Post by NORA ROSE SINCLAIR on Jul 24, 2011 23:12:00 GMT -5
Most people didn't choose to sit up in the trophy room, generally it was used for detentions, or so Nora had heard. She had never actually received a detention herself, being a bit of a goodie two shoes, or rather just not having the back bone to ever break a rule. No, she was definitely not serving a detention, this was just her place of choice for alone time. Hardly anyone ever came up here and found her, the only people who knew she spent any time here were her few closest friends.
Sitting on the stone floor, legs crossed Indian style, Nora brushed her hand across the front of another trophy, removing the layer of dust so she could read the name. It was actually interesting, seeing all the trophies from through out the years of Hogwarts. She found some names she recognized from history books, others meant nothing to her. Although, as far as knowing wizarding names, or more than what one learned about the wizarding world in school, Nora wouldn't be your go to girl.
She had been muggleborn, knowing nothing of the Wizarding world until she began her schooling here at Hogwarts. Nor found it all amazingly interesting, but confusing at first. Her first year had been the hardest, people found her odd for not knowing the basics. Also, many people kept asking if she was a Weasley, she had no clue what a Weasley was until she began hearing the name around school. Now she has come to learn that apparently they are a rather large family, known for their red hair.
Nora was self conscious of her hair, despite many people calling it beautiful. To her it was big, frizzy and an outrageous color. She preferred to fit into a crowd, not stand out because of her hair. It was just in her personality to be more quiet and to herself.
Brushing off another trophy, she continued to read them, her mind wondering to random things, nothing in particular going on in her life.
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Post by ARABELLA MARIE LONGBOTTOM on Jul 26, 2011 16:20:24 GMT -5
 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------One. Two. Back one. One. Two. Three. Back one. This was not a dance she was doing. In fact Arabella was walking up the steps to the trophy room. For every one step she took backwards, she would add on another step forward. She wasn't crazy or anything, she was just bored, and she tried to make anything fun, if it was boring. Walking up any set of stairs could suck the fun out of the moment, right? Wait. Was it possible to be bored, but excited at the same time? Because that was actually how she felt. She couldn't wait to reach the top of the stairs, in hopes that one of her friends would be there, in the trophy room. She had a feeling that maybe one of them would be up there. The most likely to be in that room would be Nora, seeing as she loved to go up there, but it wouldn't surprise her either, if she wasn't there. There were so many places to go around Hogwarts, and it was obvious that this wasn't the only area she liked to be. Arabella just hoped she wasn't getting excited for no reason. It was always a downer when you got your hopes up and then they were shot down when what you wanted wasn't given to you.
Reaching the last couple of stairs, Arabella jumped up them and then found herself entering the room. Looking round a bright smile took ahold of her lips as she saw the one person she expected to see. Nora was there, looking at the different trophies. Ever since her second year, and Nora's first year, Arabella has known her. The two girls had a lot in common actually. They were both shy, but it just so happened Nora was worse than her. Both of the girls were also in the same house, so she had plenty of time to get to know her. She took it upon herself to try to make friends with the redhead and now, they were best friends. Not even just best friends. They were like sisters. Arabella adored her and would do anything for her, just like she would for her other friends.
Arabella waltzed over to the girl and gave a slight wave of her hand. "Hello Nora." She said, greeting her friend. Her eyes glanced over at the trophy she was looking at and then found their way back to the girl she was standing beside. "How are you doing, dear?" She was now curious about how things were going for her. Even though they were best friends and in the same house, they weren't always around each other. She wasn't always able to be around her to protect her or help her with anything she needed. She hoped everyone was leaving her alone. She did not want to hear about anyone messing with her. If they did, they would have to answer to her and that would not be pretty.
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Post by LYSANDER JULIAN SCAMANDER on Jul 26, 2011 17:00:12 GMT -5
there was never a dull moment in the life of lysander scamander. boredom was just a thing that others felt, he had never experienced it in his sixteen years. why was that? because he had such an odd mind, that he always thought of something to do. sometimes it was bizarre, and people gave him strange looks, but he didn't care. ly wasn't the type of person that went looking for acceptance from others. he would rather be happy with himself, than have others be happy for him. if he changed who he was for others, he wouldn't feel that happiness any longer. he was weird, and he liked it that way. anyway, he had people who accepted him. sure, his brother tried to stay as far away from him as possible, but who cared? his friends were more like his family anyway.
currently, lysander was exploring the castle. there was always something new to find, that was what his mother had told him. it was true. last time he had explored, he had discovered that the ghosts really were friendly. the time before that, he found the room that fluffy, the three headed dog had been kept in back in harry potter's first year of hogwarts. lysander knew lots about harry potter, it was because his mother was friends with the hero who had saved the wizard world. so she had mixed a lot of his stories in with hers for a little action at bedtime when he was young. they were really cool stories.
lysander made his way to the third floor, and entered the first room he found. strangely enough, he had never had detention so he had never actually entered the room before. he knew nora liked it though, and she had described it to him. that was why he knew where he was before he noticed the two girls inside. the trophy room. he spun around a few times, looking at the trophies that lined the walls. apparently there was one with the name of lord voldemort on it, tom marovlo riddle. that was from another harry potter story.
after his third spin, he saw the two girls that had been in the room before him and grinned. nora and arabella were two parts of their close friendship, and he had known both of them for a very long time. arabella since before he could even remember. the only person he knew longer than her was his family. that was because she was part of the whole family friendship thing too. her father was neville longbottom, who had been part of the downfall of voldemort too. "heya girls." he said with a grin. he ran a hand through his hair, completely messing it up once again. he didn't care. [/blockquote] |
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Post by NORA ROSE SINCLAIR on Jul 26, 2011 21:35:35 GMT -5
Reading the name on the trophy, Nora hadn’t notice that anyone entered the room until the other girl spoke, causing her to look up and find her best friend standing by her side. With a bright smile, she set the trophy back down, patting the spot on the floor next to her. ”Hey Bella,” she greeted, excited to have someone here with her, especially Belle.
During Nora’s first year of Hogwarts, she knew no one, having been muggle born. She had always been a shy person, meaning friends were hard to make. Almost right away though, Arabella took Nora in like a little sister, becoming her best friend and protector. Of course, at first she didn’t talk much to Bella, she more so let the other girl approach and speak to her. Eventually she began to get comfortable, now she is at her most relaxed when the other girl is around. She is one of the very few people Nor feels she can be herself around, with most people she is too timid and nervous to really behave normal.
”I’m doing good, except a recent transfiguration essay has been killing me, plus its OWLs this year” she replied, her voice soft and sometimes hard to understand. It was always embarrassing when she had to talk around people, she never noticed but according to everyone else she spoke very soft and often would mumble, especially when speaking in front of a lot of people. The worst was being called on in one of her classes, she knew the answer a lot of the time, but would just shrug and wiggle down in her seat, wanting to disappear so no one would look at her again.
Of course it was silly to be so shy, to care so much of what others thought, she just couldn’t help it. Atleast she was a lot more improved than when she first started, now if she was with her friends she would be more outgoing whether others were around or not. They had helped her a lot over the years, she wasn’t sure where she would be without them, especially Arabella. ”How have you been?”
As she asked the question, she noticed someone else entering the room, someone she was also very familiar with. Lysander spun around a few times, earning a curious stare for Nora, although she was use to it. Once he looked their way, she smiled, although it wasn’t as big of a smile as Belle had gotten, it was a bit more timid. Arabella had introduced her to Ly, and also their friend Colin. They were really the only people she was comfortable around, and even with them she could sometimes still feel awkward or shy. More so around the boys, it was just so much easier to relax around Belle, she was like her sister, like family. The boys were more of best friends, and while Nor had no reason to worry about them judging her, she still would get a bit nervous sometimes.
”Hi Lysander,” She greeted, again her voice soft and quiet, looking up toward him through her eyelashes. In most cases, Nora made little eye contact, she just found it awkward to stare directly into someone’s eyes. ”We must all be in tune,” she commented, pushing her hair back behind her ear, referring to the fact that the three of them had shown up completely on their own.
replied assuming that Colin can just jump in whenever (:
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Post by colinriley on Jul 26, 2011 22:15:18 GMT -5
No, it was not unusual to find this mentally unstable Hufflepuff floating about the school with no specific destination in his mind. It was habit for him to wander. He was a muggleborn and knew nothing of the world of magic when he arrived as a first year. Now the entire school fascinated him. How wonderful was it that the pictures moved? The figures saw you, sometimes spoke to you. It was incredible. The stairs moved, too. Sure, this could be irritating at times, but for him it was adventurous. You never knew where you could end up.
All of the shock he had first experienced as a youngling had diminished by now. He had been around for six years and had gotten used to the strange things Hogwarts had to offer. He now openly accepted the fact that he was a wizard and can do magic with a stick, and that brooms weren’t just for sweeping. His parents were another story, though. They weren’t as accepting.
With the poor family life Colin had, the friends he made at Hogwarts were really the only people who seemed important to him. He had met some amazing people at this wonderful school. People who were accepting of his muggle ways. People that could handle his random outbursts and goofy dance moves. Just all around lovely people. There were the occasional nasties, of course, but they were outnumbered.
By this time he had reached the third floor. He knew where he was. This place was no mystery to him. He knew some of his friends liked hanging out here. Upon reaching this thought, Colin suddenly heard voices. Familiar voices, at that. His eyebrows rose. Had they planned a little get-together without him? How rude.
Colin strode into the room, instantly locating his three friends. He cleared his throat loudly in an attempt to get all of their attention, “Well.. the owl with my invitation must have been eaten or something,” he joked. In truth, he was pretty sure this wasn’t planned. They often appeared places at the same time, like they were all connected somehow, “I hope you don’t mind me crashing in,” he added as he found his way next to Lysander.
“Where do the dogs go!?” he roared suddenly, then held both hands up as fists toward his Ravenclaw friend, “The pound!” he grinned, referring to the ever-popular fist bumps that friends would share. It would really only make sense to those who knew that when people did that, they would say ‘pound it’. He didn’t get it the first time, either. It took him almost ten minutes to understand what the strange second year was trying to do to him a couple of days ago. It was like he was trying to punch him in the face. Apparently it was supposed to be a friendly sort of 'dude' thing. Colin was more into hugging strangers than 'pounding' it.
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Post by ARABELLA MARIE LONGBOTTOM on Jul 28, 2011 16:41:34 GMT -5
------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Seeing Nora was probably the best thing that had happened that day. Usually her days were quite boring, unless of course something interesting was going on, or, she was around someone else, whom her friends have no clue about. See, in Arabella's first year, she met and befriended Scorpius Malfoy. Of course, after a while, he had a reputation to keep up, so he made sure she knew that their friendship had to be private. She was happy to oblige seeing as she didn't want her friends to know either. If they did, they'd probably freak, seeing as he wasn't the nicest person at Hogwarts. Honestly though, she was more worried about Nora, than any of the others, seeing as she was more shy and reserved and Scorpius was, well, quite mean. He would scare her and probably has many of times without her knowledge.
When Nora patted the floor, a smile took place on Arabella's lips and she took place on the ground beside her friend. "Oh. Yeah, Transfiguration can be a pain and so can those OWL's. Just do your best and you'll be fine." It was times like these that she just wanted to tell her friend everything. Where they were alone and they could just talk. If she told anyone about Scorpius, it would probably be Nora. Maybe Lysander, seeing as she's known him forever. But, Colin? He'd probably go crazy and blurt it out around the school. She loved Colin, but you never knew what he might say at any given moment. There was also the fact that she always felt guilty when she kept the secret from them. Every time she was around one of them, there was this feeling in her stomach. Was it really that serious? But, really, sometimes she couldn't take it. It makes her feel horrible. Maybe... now would be a good time? "Nora, there's something..." And then she was cut off when she heard the voice of her other friend. It was Lysander. "Hey Ly." She greeted him.
Arabella let out a small sigh and looked down at her lap. Maybe it wasn't the right time to tell Nora. It was a good thing Lysander came in, because she was just about to tell her. Not long after, Colin came in through the door, which made her look up once again. And there they all were. All together once again. It was kind of weird that they all ended up in the same place. Rolling her eyes she chuckled at Colin's words. "Colin, we didn't plan this." She told him. Of course he would think that. Hopefully he was just joking. He knew they would never exclude him from anything they did together. "Of course we don't mind you being here." She smiled at the boy and watched as he took his place next to Lysander.
Arabella always knew Colin was crazy, but what he did next she was not expecting. She laughed at his actions though, and what he said. What a goof. It was never a dull moment around these few people. Especially Lysander and Colin. Ly was a bit, out there and Colin was obnoxious but hilarious at the same time. Even Nora was fun to be around. She was shy, but not as bad when she was around her. She always liked that too. The fact that she could be open with her. If only Arabella did the same, maybe she wouldn't feel guilty every time she was around her.
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Post by LYSANDER JULIAN SCAMANDER on Jul 28, 2011 18:23:41 GMT -5
lysander grinned at nora when she was the first one to reply to him. out of his three friends in the group, nora was the one that he really didn't understand as well. she was quiet most of the time, which was different than the rest of them. not to mention the fact that he and colin were pretty much best friends, and he had known arabella since he was practically born, it sort of left him feeling a little on the outside with the redhead. maybe he would ask her to hang out, just them two one time. he wanted to get to know her like he knew the other two people in the group. "we must be." he agreed with the girl, throwing an arm around arabella so he could lean on her. he didn't even bother to ask, the girl was used to his random movements by now anyway.
the sound of someone clearing his throat made ly glanced around, and he grinned when he saw that colin had arrived as well. the four of them really were perfectly in tune, all showing up in the same place at the same time. he wondered if something had caused them to show up, like fate or something. maybe wrackspurts had invaded their brains and taken over, they had been trying for years but all they had managed to do was make brains feel fuzzy. something strange had to be going on.
even though arabella had already answered colin telling him that they hadn't planned this, lysander faked a moan. "great, and i was hoping to have these two beautiful girls to myself." he fake glared at colin, and then turned back to nora and arabella, blinking honestly. he didn't care if colin was there, it made the group complete. and he would never think of arabella or nora as girls. they were friends in his brain, maybe friends that were girls, but just friends. it would be weird to turn them into anything more than that, it would be like dating his family. lysander made a face at his thoughts, thinking about dating his brother. gross.
lysander snapped out of his thoughts to see that colin was standing right beside him now. his question was a bit strange, and lysander wondered if he was referring to a muggle song that his mother listened to on occasion. and when the boy raised two fists towards him, he just stared. what the heck was he doing? "i...don't understand." he replied, staring at his friend. had he gone mad? "colin, do you feel strange? i think a nargle may have stolen your brain." [/blockquote] |
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Post by NORA ROSE SINCLAIR on Jul 29, 2011 10:19:01 GMT -5
Nora had never had a group of bestfriends before, as a child she had still been shy, having only one best friend, mostly crowding her older brother and his friends. She defiantly played the annoying little sister part well, sometimes she wondered if he had been happy that she left for school, he got a break from her. This was how most of her thinking worked, no one knew it, but she assumed ninety percent of the time that she was annoying people, that was why it was so hard to make friends. She figured everyone was talking to her because they felt sorry for her, which made her act awkward and on edge, which ended up pushing them all away. Truthfully, she was a very likable person when her guard was down, she was sweet and could even be a bit funny when she was really comfortable. Most of the time though, she held herself back, scared of being judged and disliked by everyone around her. There hadn’t been a traumatic experience leading to her insecurities, this was just how she was.
As Arabella sat down beside her, she was grateful to have someone that she confided in and actually felt truly liked her in return. It had taking a few years of convincing on Nora’s part, but she honestly believed her friend enjoyed spending time with her. She had never had a sister, but she was certain this was what it was like to have one, much better than a bully of a big brother, even if she did still love her brother. As her friend began speaking, her voice turning serious, Nora look at her curiously, slightly worried about what her friend was trying to tell her, but then Ly came in. She quickly shot her friend a 'later' type of look, before turning to greet Lysander.
Just as Nora finished speaking to Lysander, Colin came in, his comment causing her to smile slightly in amusement. He was defiantly the one in the group that could have Nora laughing, which was sort of hard to do unless it was a nervous laugh. It wasn’t that she didn’t find people funny, she just felt self conscious laughing, and it tended to draw attention. When Ly called them beautiful girls, Nora couldn’t help the slightest bit of blush, making her look down so her hair fell over her face to cover it. Luckily the boys were standing, so it was easy to hide herself. This was actually proof of how comfortable she was with them though, if anyone else had made such a comment, she would be beet red, instead she knew he was joking around so it resulted in just a slight blush.
Nora glanced back up in interest as Colin said something about dogs, her head tilted curiously until he held out his fist, causing her to laugh and even let out a small snort, which quickly resulted in her covering her mouth and turning red. ”Sorry,” she said softly, biting her bottom lip, still looking up at the boys. She tried to hold back more of her laughs as Lysander stared at Colin, completely lost. Feeling bad that her friend was left hanging, Nora slowly got up, before reaching over, lightly hitting her knuckles against his, a shy smile on her lips. ”I got you Colin,” she assured.
Nora knew Colin’s family wasn’t okay with him being a wizard, they were both muggleborn, but her family saw it as a beautiful talent and were proud. With so much love and reassurance in her life, it was so odd that she was so insecure and shy. But poor Colin, Nora always felt bad during vacations and such, so bad that this past summer she was telling her parents about it and had come up with the idea that maybe he could return home with her for the Holidays. It would just be a suggestion, but she just felt so terrible, he needed a family to open presents with and share the Holidays, not creepy school teachers. Nora really was a sweetheart, if she was more outgoing, she’d probably run around the school trying to save and help everyone. Of course, she wasn’t, but she knew these three and they meant something to her, they were her first real friends. That was a conversation for a more private time though, she didn’t want to discuss his family in front of all of them, even if they all noticed.
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Post by colinriley on Aug 1, 2011 19:05:39 GMT -5
“Of course you didn’t. For you would have invited me along if it was planned,” he joked. It was strange, though, how they all managed to come here at basically the same time. They really were an interesting group of friends. Out of all of them, he was probably closest to Lysander, then Arabella. Nora was the quietest of the bunch, and he always felt that he’d freak her out with his random antics. Luckily she seemed to have gotten used to him by now, but he still feared scaring her away somehow.
Colin chuckled at Ly’s comment, knowing it was a joke, along with the glare. He knew Lysander well, so he had a way of knowing when the boy was kidding around or not., “Well that wouldn’t be very fair. That’s kind of like hogging, you know,” he joked. As beautiful as the two girls were, the thought of being anything more than friendly with them startled poor Colin. They had known each other for quite a long time, and it would just feel beyond awkward. Not like they’d ever have to worry about that, though.
“And I thought I was slow or something when I didn’t get it at first..” Colin trailed off, “But I guess that second year who taught it to me was just nuts. No one ever understands him I bet,” the Hufflepuff laughed. Lysander’s reaction sure was amusing, though. Almost identical to his when he had first been presented with this odd form of greeting.
He couldn’t help but laugh out loud when he heard the snort erupt from Nora, and her embarrassment was equally as amusing. She had been laughing, which was great. She must have somehow understood what he was doing, or just found the entire thing humorous. She was definitely hardest to understand in the bunch, in his opinion. She could be quiet until you got her to come out of her shell a bit, but she always seemed a bit awkward around people. He knew she was muggleborn, just like him, but sort of envied the way her parents seemed accepting of her ability.
He grinned in delight, though, as his fellow Hufflepiff rose and held up her fists to connect their knuckles. So, she had understood it. That was a relief. Now he didn’t look like a complete freak, “Thank you. See, Ly, there are some intelligent people here. I’m sorry you’re not one of them,” he teased, pumping his fist into the air like he had just accomplished something amazing, then doing a miniture little jig. It was his victory dance.
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Post by ARABELLA MARIE LONGBOTTOM on Aug 3, 2011 18:24:41 GMT -5
------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Arabella glanced over each of her friends, a smile growing bigger and bigger as she looked at each one. Right now, she was perfectly content with her life. The moment just felt right. These were her friends. Her best friends. The ones she was the most comfortable around. They were people she could see herself being close with, for the rest of her life. She felt like everything was right when she was around them and she felt like they could get through anything, she could get through anything, as long as they had each other. If it weren't for her secret friendship with Scorpius, she was pretty sure they told each other everything as well. Unless they had secrets too. But, she wasn't sure it would completely bother her. As long as they weren't something horrible that could hurt someone.
Arabella loved each and every one of those people that stood before her. All of them for different reasons. Lysander, she had known for like, ever. Their parents were good friends, so they had been shoved together at a young age. Of course, she was friends with Lorcan as well, seeing as he was Lysander's twin, but she never took a complete liking to him. She did view him as a friend, but she didn't like him as much as she liked Lysander. Lysander was imaginative and out there. He was interesting. Then there was Colin. She met him their first year. He was probably the first one she warmed up to and even though she became quite shy, she was already used to him, so he didn't bother her. In fact, he helped bring her out of her shell at times. It was pretty fun. And last, there was Nora. Nora was a year younger than the rest of them, and she was very quiet. Very shy. Arabella was in her second year when Nora was sorted into the same house as herself. Bella decided to reach out to the girl and after a while they became close. Nora was like a sister to her. These people. These relationships. She could never give them up, for they were the ones that made her the happiest.
A chuckle escaped her lips as she watched Nora fist bump Colin. At least she was making an effort to be more interactive, not that fist bumping one of your best friends was getting totally out there, but it was a start. Arabella pulled herself to her feat and went to stand beside Lysander. She smiled up at him and looped arms. "It's okay Lysander, you're very intelligent. Colin's just being a jerk. That's why I've always liked you better." She joked, now looking at Colin. "Sorry Colin, the truth had to come out at some point." Any of them would know that she was only messing around. She loved both of the boys. Of course, not in a romantic way. That would just be weird. They were too close to even think about actually having feelings for either of them. There was always going to be a closeness between herself and Lysander because of all they have been through, but Colin had won a piece of her heart as well. They all had.
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Post by LYSANDER JULIAN SCAMANDER on Aug 4, 2011 10:07:53 GMT -5
lysander couldn't think of dating either of the two girls. they were like his sisters, he was such close friends with them. after all, he and arabella had grown up together because of the family friendship. and he had known colin and nora since pretty much the beginning of his time at hogwarts. but the girls wouldn't care if he was joking about things like that, because they knew he was joking. "i'd like to hog them" he replied to colin with a grin. "i'd rather not share."
lysander was so confused. what was he supposed to do? he glanced around at his friends, trying to see if any of them knew what colin was up to. was he just trying to mess with him? ot did this dog..pound...thing actually have some sort of meaning. because it really just seemed random to him. it seemed like all of his friends knew what colin was getting at. nora snorted, the noise sounding so odd coming from the usual quiet girl. she apologized, which lysander ignored, and put her fists to his. so that was what he was supposed to do? "so...what exactly is that?" he asked. it was going to make him sound so ridiculously stupid, but he was curious. was it a muggle thing? because his aunt was a squib, and he had never seen her do anything like that. then again, he didn't know too much about muggles. he was pureblood, after all.
so colin hadn't know what it meant when someone did it to him. good. lysander wasn't the only stupid one, he just hadn't seen it, while colin already had. he tried to look angry when his friend told him he wasn't intelligent, but it was difficult to hold that face when colin was dancing around like a crazy person. he laughed, wondering exactly what he called that dance. a victory dance? they hadn't to come up with a better name for it than that. after all, he had named his dancing style the fail flail. so colin deserved a strange name for his dance too.
"that's perfectly fine colin, because we both know you aren't one of them either." arabella had stood up, and he grinned at her when she came to stand next to him and looped their arms together. it reminded him of when they were kids and they had seen the wizard of oz movie, and skipped down pathways with linked arms singing "we're off to see the wizard!" he had so many good memories with the hufflepuff girl. "Being a jerk? Colin is a jerk." he replied, smiling when she said he liked him better. of course it was a joke. but it felt nice to be liked.
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Post by NORA ROSE SINCLAIR on Aug 5, 2011 9:01:51 GMT -5
When Colin told Lysander that some people were intelligent, she blushed and smiled a little, even if he was just messing with their friend it was a still a compliment directed to her. Although now Nora was pretty sure she didn’t think Colin was a jerk, but then again that was because he was teasing Ly and not her, if it was her she’d probably agree with Bella. She watched the three of them with amusement at their banter, raising an eyebrow at Colin’s new little…dance? She pushed her hair back from her face and flipped it behind her shoulder, it was all so long and thick, she really never knew what to do with it.
Nora was the baby of the group, she was a year behind all three of her friends. She wasn’t certain how that had happened, how she’d been the only younger one to be brought in. Then again, it had pretty much been because Arabella took over the role of big sister to her, and was friends with the two boys so she grew to know them too.
”I like all of you equally,” she chimed in, always the one to make everyone included, of course they were just joking around but she couldn’t even pretend to pick favorites. Of course she was closest to Arabella, but that didn’t mean she picked favorites at all, she liked them each for different reasons. Nora knew she didn’t open up as much with the boys, but she still hadn’t gotten use to how one treats and acts with male friends, she had her brother but that was different even if these two were like brothers to her. Mainly it was different because her brother and her fought and annoyed one another, while she’d rather not fight with these two, it probably upset her a lot if that happened.
Thinking back to Colin’s little dance, a thought crossed Nora’s mind, her brow creased as she was in thought for a minute. ”Do you guys know if we are having a Halloween dance?” she asked curiously, just wanting to be prepared if they did. She was usually not very good at big events, but she would attend them because her friends would be there. The biggest problem would be if her friends each separately had a date or other people to hang around, she was pretty certain she had no other friends but them. Sure she had people she had spoke to before, people who she knew of from the past five years in classes, but no one she would feel comfortable enough to hang out with for a night.
Recently she had found someone that she felt like she could talk to, because they were rather sweet, but she would feel like a burden if she pestered said person all night. Although thinking about this she blushed a little, looking away from her friends, not wanting them to notice that she was lost in thought and ask about it. Nora was just excited to have someone knew that she felt she could relax a little around, it was nothing more than that, or atleast she assured herself she did not have a crush.
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