Post by edward damicus krum on Jan 10, 2012 18:35:11 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r71/maggiesrpstuff/BACKGROUNDS/fk5qwnjpg.png); width: 457px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30; -moz-border-radius: 35 35 35 35; -webkit-border-radius: 35 35 35 35;] hi ยป FIRE IT UP. Edward attended his dada class and head back to the boys dorm. He needed to get a short nap because the previous night he wasn't able to sleep. He was too busy working on his essays that for the first time he had procrastinated . The reason behind his procrastination was his upset mood. He had recently broken up with his girlfriend after their three years of far off relationship and it was way too hard for him to get over the pain of loosing her. Although they were still best friends but he felt their was slight awkwardness especially when he saw her with some other guy he burned into ashes. It was a bad sign. He had to let go of her and move on just the way she had. That had to be very harder. There was a war of thoughts running through his mind. It wasn't fun at all. In fact this place was no good for Edward. He had to face all of that he never liked, for example, getting chased by girls, weird questions and gossip column stating shit about him. He hated it. He wanted privacy and didn't wanted to be answerable to all the stupid questions of the girls and the people around. Girls were so weird. They would make a BIG deal out of everything, it was darn stupid and awkward for him. He had been studying in Drumstrang from the age of eleven with the guys so it was obvious that he was going to find it hard for himself to live in a new society surrounded by girls who drooled over him most of the time calling the the mighty quidditch player. Some would hit on him, would would ask him out, he was barely able to find someone who was ready for some decent business . it was TAD annoying. Whenever Edward wrote back to his parents, he'd complain his father about the girls and his father would tell him to enjoy the time, don't complain. His dad had been a Casanova in his time but Edward was completely the opposite. With all these thoughts running through his mind, he couldn't relax and sleep peacefully. He tried clearing his mind and within fifteen minutes he was in deep sleep. He woke up real late, like almost four hour later. He not only missed his classes but also lunch. Within a few hours coming up was dinner. He pulled himself up lazily, yawned and stretched his boy as he stood up from his bed. There were a few boxes kept beside his bed that he was about to stumble upon. Picking them up he looked around, wondering whose it was and how did it get near his bed? One of his roommate across the room called out his name and told him that it belonged to Edward and was send by some girls. He opened the boxes and found heat shaped cookies and chocolates. They looked delicious but just the thought of receiving anything as pleasant as gifts seemed like trouble for they could've some love portion mixed in them. He looked at one of the note. Read the very first few lines of it and the headed off to the nearby bin and threw it inside. '' Whoever eats these will be having severe stomach and will remain stuck up in the bathroom for three days, well you know why. . . it's that disgusting. It's a prank guys. Dare not eat it, will be much better for your own good.'' he said. He made the whole thing up. Basically what he read on the note was like some sort of love letter starting which made it obvious that some girl, or should he say girls had mixed in some love portion to he could eat the sweets for a good taste and then fall for the girls in their fake love. UGH. That was... P A T H E T I C. He hated this. Would have been so much better if his dad would have allowed him to finish off his last year back in drumstrang. At least he wouldn't have to face these crazy girls. Being in hogwarts had it's plus points but majority were the negative ones and he wasn't having the time of his life at the castle. Pulling on a hoodie on his shoulder and head, he headed out of the common room and climbed down the staircases. He was trying to hide his face from the girls around. Who knew which of them turned out to be looking for him with some of her crazy attacks to bombard on him. it was outrageous how how girls were so crazy and he earned the stardom and fame . He played quidditch for fun, for his passion, not for the fame he earned. This fame was putting him down. Breaking the mirror of his dream and he felt like quidditch was not not a game of his own pleasure but he played for the joy of his parents. He was knocked out of his thoughts when he heard two girls calling out his name and running towards her from other direction. His faced her red, and he felt nervous. Kicking hard on the ground he ran like he was running to save his own life. He climbed down the staircases one by one and reached for the third floor. No more could he climb down the stairs. He needed a break. He had to hide somewhere in some classroom or nearby room. He couldn't deal with the girls. . it wasn't his job. He didn't like it at all. They were all so annoying and creepy. Basically he was a damn good and kind and friendly guy but right now he was just too cranky to be nice to any annoying girl or girls. He reached for the trophy room and slipped in and closed the door. With a THUD sound, he sat down on the floor and started to breathe heavily. He raised his head and looked up to see a girl standing in front of him, dressed up like she had been to some party. This gave her the creeps. Not that he was adding girls to his phobia list but he was fed up of being surrounded by girls all the time. It was seriously no fun for him! Before he could react with stupidity, he recognized her to be one of his good friend. ''Oh it's only you'' he sighed.Hoping his dear friend would understand, he started venting out. '' What is wrong with the females of this damn castle?'' he stood up and leaned against the door. ''Don't they ever get tired of acting like freaks and nut-cases. Hate this dumb place.'' he sighed and looked down. His place was a nightmare... words : many! sorry i took so long <3 |
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