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Post by jayden on Feb 26, 2012 23:02:26 GMT -5
There are no raindrops on roses, [/color] And girls in white dresses. It's sleeping with roaches,[/color] And taking best guesses.[/color]
Rolling out of bed after having slept through the day, Jacob scratched his head and decided he should probably get up. He yawned, and he tried to figure out what ungodly hour he’d slept into. Sometime in the afternoon he judged, early afternoon. No one was in the dorm, and he didn’t really know how long he’d been asleep. He’d turned in early last night, or this morning really. Sounds late to someone who cared about their studies, but Jacob has something some muggles call “senioritis”; which means, he could care less about anything anymore. He went to class a few times a week, today was just not one of those days. What was anyone going to do about it? Nothing. Why? Because it didn’t matter, and his brother was head boy, what would he do about it? Nothing, he wouldn’t listen to him either; and he knew Jacov knew that.
He stumbled into the shower, and afterwards fell into some pants. He shook the water from his head as best he could in the canine fashion, and he ran his fingers into his hair, pulling it over to one side, and he pulled a shirt over his head. Wand in his back pocket, shoes stepped into, he made off out of the dorm, through the basement and up into a hallway. He really didn’t know where he was going, or why, but he couldn’t just sleep all day. Just most of it. He decided to hope his brother was with his little girlfriend, and he wanted to go be a boner kill. He moved through the school, asking other Snakes he saw if they’d seen him. Eventually, he was pointed towards a courtyard, and he could see his brother walking. He took off at a run, and he started screaming as he went,
”JACOV OH MY GOD! JACOV!” like he hadn’t seen him in years.
As he reached his brother, he grabbed him around the middle, and tried to use his weight to force them both to the ground. He hoped his brother dropped his stuff, and he didn’t see a girl, so he decided to have a little gay moment with him, and hope the girl would be somewhere close by. He pressed himself into his brother, and bit his earlobe gently, sucking it between his teeth, and letting his hands rover his brother’s chest a bit. ”I missed you so much!” He said in the most loving tone he could muster. He wasn’t able to keep the act up long though, soon after the words left his mouth, he dissolved into a fit of laughter, and began to cackle harder at the looks they were getting as the courtyard cleared out.
He loved his life somedays.
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Post by jacov aki warrington on Feb 27, 2012 12:00:23 GMT -5
may your feet serve you welland the rest be sent to hell  where they always have belonged cold hearts, colder songs
Jacov ran his hand through his hair as he made his way to the courtyard. It was still nice out and he was going to enjoy them while he could. He had a long morning of classes and sitting outside for his break would help him clear his head until his next class before lunch. He adjusted his bag on his shoulder as he walked down the hall and out into the courtyard. A small smile formed on his lips. It had some students in it, but it wasn’t too full, so he didn’t need to worry about obnoxious students being loud, when he just wanted a few quiet moments. He definitely spoke too soon once he heard someone screaming his name from behind him. He glanced over his shoulder and rolled his eyes as Jacob came running towards him.
He tossed his bag to the ground just as Jacob pulled him to the ground. As much as he loved his twin, he was loud and a bother. He groaned as Jacob pressed himself against him and bit at his earlobe. Only Jacob would do that. Jacov rolled his eyes at his words and pushed his cackling brother off of him. “Yeah yeah,” he said, sitting up. “You’d see me more if you actually showed up to class, you bonehead.” He knew Jacob was probably still asleep when Jacov went to his morning class. They had pretty much the same schedule this year, except a couple classes were different. So they always saw each other during the morning, but after lunch, they went their separate ways. “Where were you today? Decide to sleep in again?” He knew there wasn’t anything that he could really say to get his brother to come to class, but he usually did anyway.
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OUTFIT Slytherin Robes
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Post by trin on Mar 1, 2012 15:16:52 GMT -5
 ( i've never told a lie[/i] )[/font][/size] A N D T H A T M A K E S M E A L I A R [/center] Caitrin Warrington was looking at herself in the mirror, tucking a stray strand of red hair behind her ear. No... She still didn't look right. She wasn't even sure what it was: her hair just looked wrong to her, and it threw the whole outfit off. Not that she looked all that great anyway, she chided herself, before sighing, looking around her dressing table. She found a small bow, and tucked it carefully into her flame red hair. She frowned, and shook her head, annoyed.
"You look fine, Cai," Her roommate told her softly, watching her obvious discomfort with an uneasy air about her. Caitrin frowned at her from her seat, shaking her head adamantly. Her roommate opened her mouth to protest, but Caitrin was already out of the room, self-consciously fixing her hair, even without that mirror.
Usually, Caitrin Warrington wasn't this bad. She fixed her hair into the state where it was neat, and actually sitting not too badly, but this day was different. Not a hair was out of place, her dress wasn't creased at all, like her self-consciousness was at an all time high. Well, the nightmare she'd had the previous night definitely hadn't helped. The nightmare was always the same thing, wasn't it? Her whole family ignoring her, like she was just a ghost in her own home, no matter how many times she called to them, until she was screaming, trying to get them to acknowledge her. It didn't seem like much of a nightmare, but it was the scariest thing in the world.
It hadn't happened like that: Not with all her siblings, too; but whenever she had a dream like that, the overwhelming sensation was that she wasn't good enough for her own family, and that was something no one should feel.
But, Caitrin usually stayed in the dorm whenever she had one of those nightmares. This time, she'd decided to get some air. Walking through the courtyard was rather calming, and it gave her time to think. She really should've gotten over this by now, she knew, but she doubted that would ever happen: at least, not until she hit eighteen and moved out of the house as fast as was possible. She hadn't told these plans to anyone - not her friends, her other two thirds of her set of triplets; not even Jacob or Jacov, her elder brothers. It wasn't like they would stop her, so she didn't understand why she didn't tell them. Jacob wouldn't be bothered - he hated her already, it seemed; he'd be happy. Jacov... She wasn't entirely sure how he'd react, but, she didn't really need to find out - not until it actually happened.
A familiar cackling brought her out of her reverie, and she froze as she seen the two boys she'd just been thinking of. She stayed staring as they talked to each other, wondering if it would be incredibly rude of her to walk over, and biting down on her lower lip as she realised it would be. Then again, these were the boys she loved, no matter how they felt about her, so she moved over, smiling at them broadly. "Hey, losers!"
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Post by jayden on Mar 6, 2012 12:34:16 GMT -5
There are no raindrops on roses, [/color] And girls in white dresses.It's sleeping with roaches,[/color] And taking best guesses.[/color]
He didn't realize how fast he was actually moving till his shoulder slammed into the ground, and it actually hurt. He figured he threw himself at the ground harder then his brother when his brother sat up fairly quickly. He rolled his shoulders, and he made a face as his Prefect brother carried on about class, "You'd see more of me if you actually showed up to class." He mocked, his voice abnormally high pitchy and slightly squeaky, he had a hard time sounding like a whiny Prefect that. He nodded, rolling his head onto his brother's thigh, "Mhmm! Am I so transparent?!?" he said with a snort. He was bringing on the asshole hardcore today and he'd been awake less then an hour!
He looked away as another voice broke the moment between them. He looked to the redhead that stood before them, he didn't have to turn to know the voice, she was family. While he treated her like dirt, he didn't hate her, she wasn't the worst member of his family, their parents were worse, he hated them, he just nothinged most of the rest of the family. He honestly didn't know her all that well, he might like her more if he bothered to get to know her, but then, that would take effort and he never really bothered to do much of anything like that. He didn't care that much, "Losers, the Hufflepuff says." He said with a snort, pulling himself up slowly, shaking the debris he'd picked up from falling on the ground off himself.
As he brushed himself off, he looked up at her again, "Come to join in on the incest happening over here?" He asked, as if the question were casual as talking about the weather. He was slightly serious too, they were purebloods after all, it sorta came with the territory.
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