Jessica Applerose
January 25, 2011 3:03 PM
First Year Girls Dorm by Jessica Applerose
Jessica stayed close to her new friends as she followed the head of her house to what looked like a regular stone wall. However, she saw the glint that the professor was talking about, and so tried to remember the way they'd come. It had all just been so fast! The professor did a little jig, and Jessica was amused and tried it herself. It took her a few tries, but she got it down and aimed to practice it in her dorm once they got there. She really did not want to forget it.Once in the common room, Jessica smiled at the warm gold and maroon colors that engulfed the room. Her favorite color was gold, and she immediately loved it. She'd be spending a lot of time in the common room, that was for sure. It was lovely! She turned to her friends and saw that the boys were heading up to their own room, and so decided to do the same.
"Shall we go to our room now?" she asked before skipping up the stairs to the first year girls' dormitory. She saw her suitcases near the door and carried them to a nice bed covered in gold and maroon sheets. "So I guess we'll be living together then," she said to her new dorm mates with a friendly smile.
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Madeline Parry
January 26, 2011 2:59 PM
It's nice by Madeline Parry
It wasn’t that she was out of shape – she had found a gymnastics class as soon as she could after the move, and had stayed in it, despite now definitely being too tall to ever be really good at it, until the last minute – but Madeline still felt all wrong about running down the school halls, and had been glad when her dorm mother – residence director – Head of House, that was the Sonora title – slowed down to something that could at least be called a walk. You might have to learn your way around quickly, but you did not run in the hallways at school. That was against the rules everywhere.Of course, so was having to perform a complicated physical maneuver without error as a ticket in the door. It was like how waterfalls could cover the windows without having any basins. She had to stop thinking like the rules she knew still applied. If teachers wanted to wear their sneakers when they weren’t the gym teacher and run in the halls, and the headmaster didn’t say anything to them, then that would just have to be all right.
At least Professor Crosby seemed nice. Maybe a little too eager to share on the first night, there was something…something that didn’t feel right about a teacher cheerfully admitting that her mom nagged her about getting a boyfriend in front of a group of eleven-year-olds, but nice. Madeline didn’t expect to have any problems with her, which was good, because she said she taught the class with the book that made it sound a bit like extremely advanced theoretical physics made into plastic reality. Since Madeline’s knowledge of physics ended at the basic parts of an atom, as printed in her old science book, and an idea of how magma came out of a volcano to be lava from a project in the same class, having that teacher be someone who seemed approachable was a good thing. She hoped the chemistr – Potions teacher was nice, too.
Actually, if all of this wasn’t really a straightforward, do-this-that-happens thing, like dropping an apple and it falling because of gravity, she really needed all the professors to be nice. Meditation was one of the things she’d had a really hard time with at that one school, so she didn’t think she would have much immediate luck if magic turned out to be more like using the Force than it was using a light switch.
She couldn’t think of any questions, though, besides “are all the professors nice?” and wasn’t going to ask that one, so she stayed quiet and soon followed Jessica up to their dorm room. “I guess so,” she said with a smile, sitting down on the end of the bed that somehow looked right and wrapping her arms around herself. She still wasn’t sure what she thought of sharing one room with so many girls for such a long time, but was resolved to be optimistic about it, since they were all getting along so well now. “Good thing we all like each other, huh?”
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It's nice
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Jessica
January 26, 2011 6:10 PM
And I love the colors! by Jessica
Jessica smiled at Madeline's comment. "Yeah, definitely. And if we don't, we'll grow to like each other soon enough." She always tried to like everybody so they'd all like her. That was her philosophy."Have you ever shared a room with so many girls before?" Jess asked. "I haven't. I can't imagine how it's going to be. Maybe like summer camp?" She tried to be optimistic. "But I guess we'll all get to know each other really well." She grinned at Madeline and tried to lift her suitcase onto her bed.
That proved too difficult, so Jessica laid her suitcase down and had to kneel to unpack all her things. "I brought so much stuff," she said, taking out loads of robes and muggle clothing out. "Maybe too much. But we are going to be living here for a year." It seemed endless. Parchments, quills, bottles and bottles of different colored ink, more clothes, books.
Having all these things made Jess feel more and more at home. Soon her side of the room would be filled with all her personal items. She wondered how her mother had fit all of this into her bag. Maybe there'd been a charm.
Thinking of her parents reminded Jess that she had to write them a letter soon. Maybe while she was there she could show Madeline how to send a letter. Unless she knew, of course. Jess was never quite sure of what muggle-borns knew of the wizarding world, and what they didn't.
As she continued unpacking, she pulled out her stuffed animal, a yellow bear, and she smiled. "I didn't realize how well Tuff would fit into this room. By the way, Madeline, this is Tuff." She smiled, feeling a little childish. "I've had him since I was a baby." She put him on her bed and continued. Then she looked up. "You need help unpacking?" she asked.
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And I love the colors!
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Regina
January 26, 2011 7:53 PM
They sure are bright! by Regina
Regina didn’t know what to think of their Head of House. The woman had thought it to be a good idea to run while taking them to their common rooms and dorms. Run! Regina was tiny. She wasn’t even five feet yet! Her legs couldn’t stretch far and she was not at all athletic. It was difficult to run with just her peers let alone a full grown adult! On top of that, while running the woman tried to point out things that would be important to know regarding how to find certain places, but they were going so fast for Reggie that she might as well have just stayed in the hall and tried to find the place on her own.When the woman finally did slow down, it didn’t really matter much. There was no way for Reggie to know where she was or how she got there. On top of that, she was completely out of breath. This certainly ruined whatever euphoria she had ascertained meeting all her new friends at the Opening Feast.
Some of her happiness returned when she saw what they had to do in order to get into their common room. A dance! Or a jig or whatever! But still it was fun! It had taken her a few tries, but she was pretty sure that she had learned it. If not, she would be going to class with all her roommates, surely one of them would have gotten it down perfectly.
Regina still didn’t know how to feel about her Head of House when the woman started talking about herself. Crosby seemed really nice, which was a good thing, but she seemed really informal too, which Reggie didn’t think was a good thing. Her mother would have been appalled. But then, her mother was the most secretive person she knew. Reggie thought her career choice was the reason for that. Regina’s father might have been amused though. Also, Regina wasn’t really sure why it was such a terrible thing to be twenty-seven and unmarried. Her mother was thirty four and unmarried. Okay, well divorced, but it was the same thing really. Besides, this way, Crosby could do whatever she wanted without hurting anyone.
As they all hunkered off to their own dormitories, Regina was once again reminded of the fact that she now had roommates. This enthused her and terrified her. She didn’t know how to share things and she didn’t like the dark. Her father said that with roommates the dark won’t be as scary, but Reggie didn’t think that would be true. She had been to sleepovers, she had been just as terrified then. Luckily, her father had given her a small crystal ball that emitted light when there was none. She planned on keeping it with her behind the curtains of her canopy bed.
She listened to Jessica and Madeline speak as she began to unpack her things. They still had other roommates to meet, but she had been lucky so far with the two of them. Plus, Derry and Ben were pretty cool too. “Did either of you catch anything during the tour?” Reggie asked. She was getting nervous about finding her way down to breakfast. She didn't mean to interrupt them, but she wanted to be sure that someone remembered something. “She ran so fast that I don’t think I got half of it to remember.”
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They sure are bright!
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Madeline
January 28, 2011 10:28 PM
Of course they are, because we all are. by Madeline
Madeline laughed nervously at Jessica’s comment. Did that mean she didn’t like them, or was she talking about the girls who hadn’t been with the rest of them at the table, or…what? “I like you all so far,” she said, deciding it was better to get that out there. “But I’ve never shared a room with anyone, so this is going to be new.”Some people had asked her before if she didn’t feel lonely because of that, but Madeline never had. She’d always been really close to her parents, and there had always been at least a few other professors’ kids around to play with at the kinds of schools Dad taught at. And she’d always been involved with things at school and with her gymnastics classes and stuff, so it had actually been kind of a relief to come home and not have other people her own age around. As much as she liked the other Teppenpaw girls already, she knew she was going to miss that a little.
But she was looking on the bright side of things. She was going to have friends she knew she’d be able to keep for years and years. Since they all lived together, by the time they graduated, they might even be more like sisters, and be friends for the rest of their lives. That would be really awesome.
Seeing Jessica start to unpack reminded her that she should probably do the same, before her clothes could get all wrinkled and so everything would be in its place. Most of the books were going to have to stay in her trunk unless the compartment under her night table, like the inside of the trunk, was bigger on the inside, but she could take out the immediate essentials. “At least until Christmas,” she agreed, putting her pajamas on the bed. “I think my parents might be completely crazy by the time I get back. Dad made me promise I’d write at least twice a week once I figure out how. He said he wasn’t supposed to have to deal with this until I went to college. Mom’s acting more okay than he is, but I don’t think she likes it, either.”
Her throat hurt for a moment the same way it had when she got on the wagon as she thought about them. Ever since she’d turned eleven, she’d gotten to stay up and watch the news with them, and then try to get to stay up a little longer by talking about it. It was the stupidest thing in the world to miss, but…
“Hi, Tuff,” she said when Jessica held up her bear, trying to push the image of her parents, their little apartment, and the cat out of her head. “This is Miss Bunny.” She took out a small stuffed rabbit, pink with little carrots all over and a blue shirt. “My godmother got her for me for my first Easter. And this is Emily,” she added, also bringing out a large doll. “I’ve had her since I was born. Mom said I should bring them along to remind me of home.” She put Emily back into her corner of the trunk, hoping no one would notice, or at least not care, that she left Miss Bunny on the bed. She didn’t know what they would think if they knew she still couldn’t sleep without holding Miss Bunny, making her more than a little way of making her curtained bed and the nightstand feel like her space. “Thanks, but I think I’ve got the packing under control.” She paused. “Packing. Unpacking. Whatever.”
She laughed when Reggie mentioned the wild dash through the halls. “I think I got some of it,” she said. “I hope, anyway. This place is so big! Do we really not get an orientation map at all?”
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Of course they are, because we all are.
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Jessica
January 31, 2011 8:48 PM
I second that! by Jessica
Jessica smiled. She wasn't the only one with a stuffed animal, and she was glad. She had almost left Tuff behind in an attempt to "look cool," but he was too precious. "Hello Miss Bunny and Emily," Jessica said. "I'm glad Tuff won't be all alone."Regina asked if they had seen anything, and she smiled nervously. "Unfortunately no. It was crazy, running through those halls. It was fun too, but just crazy!"
Jessica laughed. "Yeah! We should have an orientation map!" Though, in all honesty, she wouldn't really know how to use it. She wasn't much of a map-reader.
So far, she loved her roommates. "I feel like we're going to have a great year," she said confidently. "Are you two trying out for Quidditch?" she asked. She couldn't remember if their names were on it. "I'm going to try out for Seeker," she said. "I've been training for it for years," she said. "Since my father taught me."
Then Jess remembered that neither of them had much experience in the wizarding world. "I could always tutor you two in flying lessons. I know you might not have flown before, Madeline." She wanted to call Madeline "Maddie," but she wasn't sure if she would get offended.
"That's my broom," she said, pointing at the broomstick next to her bed. "My dad got it for me just last summer. It's an Aero 2010, a new model." She wasn't sure if it mattered to them at all. "Sorry, new brooms excite me," she said with a little smile. "What are you all into?"
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I second that!
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Reggie
February 04, 2011 9:06 PM
*Laughs* by Reggie
Regina was somewhat relieved to know that Madeline had also had a hard time getting some of it. Although, she wasn’t exactly pleased by that either since she would need her help to get around. But she wholeheartedly agreed with her about the map. If all the Heads of Houses ran their students around the school, there would be no students in the classrooms because they’d be all wandering the halls looking really ridiculous. Maps would have definitely been a good thing. They didn’t even get a tour of the entire school! They had gone outside for the gardens, back in, ran around the school, and to their common rooms, but had not actually seen where any of the classes took place or anything else that might be pertinent to their lives here at school.“I don’t think that run was fun at all!” Reggie stated, but her smile proved that she wasn’t angry about it at all. “I’m short and not athletic. That could have seriously damaged me!” She joked. Truth be told, she had seen a few of the first years stagger behind, including one of their new roommates. Had Regina not been so caught up in trying to keep up, she would have helped the girl, but fear of losing herself in the big school had kept her feet moving. It was selfish of her, she knew, but she was new at this and terrified of falling behind.
“No, I have no plans on joining the team.” Regina advised Jessica. “Like I said, I’m not athletic. I’m the girl who goofs off in gym class and then falls off the rope.” Reggie gave a laugh because it brought back memories. She was the worst at gym, but her teacher always passed her because she did at least try. “I’ll cheer you on though.” She continued. She might not like to play sports, but she was happy being on the sidelines. Her dad took her to a few sports games, like the Huskers games that were huge in Nebraska. State pride and all that. And she had seen Quidditch, but they were both geeks, so neither of them ever went farther than fans in the stand. Her mother might have convinced her to get into sports considering how in shape she was, but her mother wasn’t around much to push her in that direction.
“Awesome broom.” Reggie commented even though it didn’t mean much to her. She never flown before and she doubted that the moment the flying lessons were over that she’d be on a broom after that. Unless for some odd reason she started to like a guy who flew and maybe she’d take an interest in it. That was a really wrong thought to have, but she was certain that would be the only thing to keep her up with that.
Reggie thought about the question for a moment. What exactly was she into? “I like drama.” She said after a second. “I like to put on plays for my dad to watch. It was something we always did when I was little, I guess we never grew out of it.” She shrugged, that probably sounded lame. Sometimes she’d put one on for her mom, but she knew her mom only dealt with it because Reggie wanted her to. “Also, I like to make up fake potions with my dad. See how horrible we can really make one out to be. Like mad scientist.”
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Madeline
February 09, 2011 10:43 AM
We're funny, too. by Madeline
“We should make one,” Madeline said firmly when the others agreed that an orientation map would have been useful. “I mean, it won’t help us, we’ll have already figured it out, but we could help out the new Teppenpaws – where do they come up with these words? – um, next year and stuff.”Kwid-ditch. She knew she had heard that word. Mr. Towers had mentioned it in town, and she had seen it in some of her books. It was…a sport, one of the two that people were obsessed with. “Yeah, never, um, flown before,” she said when Jessica mentioned that she might not have. “So I think I’d better figure out the rules before I try out for the game. I’ll help Reggie cheer you on this year.” She laughed. “The parental units thought our guide was crazy when he told us that people basically buy eleven-year-olds a car. I had a Barbie Corvette when I was really little, but its battery would die before I could go twenty feet most of the time.”
She could actually remember her ‘Vette, though not actually pretending to drive it to the science building of the school they’d been at then, telling her mom she had to go to work because she was a physics professor. The faculty badge Dr. Moncrieff, the department chair, had made for her to play her game with was still around, so she had evidence, but she only had a really fuzzy mental picture of Dr. Moncrieff now. She wondered if she’d forget today someday, too, or if she was old enough now that memories were going to stick.
That, though, reminded her of one of the creepiest things she’d read about in her magic history books, so she decided not to think about it anymore. She guessed she could see why wizards would come up with a way to make people forget about them, with the whole burning thing and things, but it was still creepy to think that someone could actually make her forget stuff, or make her remember something that wasn’t real. How did they keep people from just doing anything and making all the witnesses just forget?
She looked at Jessica’s new broom admiringly, since it did look nice and she thought she could take her roommate’s word for it that it was. “It’s okay,” she said when Jessica admitted new brooms excited her. “We all have our crazy stuff.” So said the daughter of the guy who’d used the Industrial Revolution to explain why he was not flipping out about finding out magic was real and his daughter was a witch.
“That’s really cool,” she said when Reggie talked about her interests. “I was in a few skits in school, and I used to pretend I was a physics teacher when I was little, but I don’t think I was ever very good at them.” She pushed her strawberry blonde hair back from her face as she thought about her own interests. “I’ve always done gymnastics, so I really don’t know what I’m going to do without that. I draw sometimes. And I used to make up stories, but that was just so I could play with my mom’s old typewriter.” She smiled and shrugged, spreading her hands. "Now? Who knows. I have very few ideas about what there is to be into here, so ask me again in a month or two."
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We're funny, too.
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Jess
February 09, 2011 3:13 PM
School seems like fun already! by Jess
Jessica nodded. A map would most definitely be useful, though if there were any ghosts around, hopefully they could be of some help. But with all these trap walls and hidden doors (she knew there had to be some), she wasn't sure if she'd be easily mislead and then feel like a fool. "A map would be so helpful," she said as she continued unpacking."Thanks," she said when her new roommates offered to cheer for her. "I really hope I make the team, but being a first-year, I probably don't have as much of an advantage." It stunk, but she still had the next few years. But then again, there was always hope! "A broom isn't really the same as a car, I don't think," she said. "I think cars are much more complicated." Her father had a car, and there were just so many buttons and knobs and dials, and then you had to do something with your feet and then turn a wheel; her daddy was still trying to figure it out.
"You had a car?" Jess asked in amazement. "I'd be way too scared to drive one. There's so much you have to do!" Apparating might be difficult, but not as hard as driving a car!
Jess was glad that they seemed to like her broom, though they didn't appreciate it as much as she'd hoped. It seemed like she was the only one into sports, then. Regina talked about being interested in drama, and Jess nodded. Then Maddie said she was interested in gymnastics, and Jess smiled. Tumbling all over the place? That's cool.
"There's loads to be into here," she said with a smile. "There's still drama, and reading and playing outside with friends or magical creatures, or mixing chemicals together."
She clapped her hands together. "I'm going to have so much fun showing you everything, Maddie!" she exclaimed. She loved being able to show other people new things. "I could help you guys in flying too," she offered. "It's just so much fun, if you like being in the air on a broom." She smiled, her packing half-forgotten.
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School seems like fun already!
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Reggie
February 16, 2011 9:11 PM
And it's only the first day! by Reggie
Reggie laughed openly when Madeline commented on the names of the houses. Honestly, she didn’t know where the words came from. Even growing up in the magical world, Reggie didn’t understand why things were named what they were. Her father would just say that was how things were. “I think they’re the names of people, but there might be a book on Sonora’s history somewhere.” She was sure that her mother had mentioned that at some point in their time together. Her mother had been an Aladren at Sonora. Her parents had met at magical college where her mother was studying Defense and her father potions. But they both said that most schools in the magical world were proud of their history and had books on them. “Maybe the history book has a map?” Reggie suggested. Couldn’t hurt to look at least.When Maddie made the comment on brooms and then laughed even harder when Jessica thought that Rachel had actually driven a car! Oh Merlin, this was too much. Composing herself, Reggie addressed the two of them. “I wouldn’t say brooms are anything like driving a car. Brooms are more like… bicycles. Obviously a wee bit more dangerous considering the ground is not beneath you, but it’s the same concept. Good to have, not good for long distances.” Reggie explained. She wasn’t sure what the magical equivalent to a car was, but she doubted that there really was one. “In the magical world, people don’t drive so much as apparate.” Reggie explained. “They pop from one spot to another. So, when we hit seventeen, instead of trying for our driver’s license, we will be trying for our apparation license.” She was not about to go into detail about that. For one, explaining splinching would not be good. And for two, Reggie did not know everything there was to know on that subject and might just make it worse for Madeline.
Turning to Jessica, Reggie advised, “She had a toy car. Like a toy broom. They don’t last long or go far, but kids like to pretend, so I suppose that’s all they are really useful for.” Reggie had never driven, but from what she seen of her dad and grandparents, driving wasn’t so difficult. All you had to do was put it in drive and then try not to steer into a tree.
“I’ll probably need help flying. I am not the most coordinated person, so I’ll probably end up falling on my face and making a complete fool out of myself.”
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Madeline
February 19, 2011 12:33 PM
Just think of how awesome the year will be! by Madeline
“There are,” Madeline said when Reggie suggested there might be a book about the school history. “Dad decided I needed one,” she added. “I’m incredibly tired if I’m forgetting something I was thinking about twenty minutes ago. It was…something to do with trying to get people to come, how things got named, towns or something, I just can’t think where they got them in the first place. You might be right about names, though.”She realized Jessica didn’t know what a Barbie Corvette was and winced and was about to try to explain when she was rescued again by Reggie, who explained that they were both misunderstanding things, brought another concept Madeline was unfamiliar with in with ‘apparating,’ which she guessed was the popping from one place to another, and then put the Barbie problem into mutually comprehensible terms. “Like that!” she exclaimed, nodding. “Reg, would it be really weird if I said I kind of love you? You’re like the translator. We’d all be completely lost without you.“
She liked Jess bringing something of all their interests together. She’d never really had girlfriends – and maybe boy friends (as opposed to boyfriends), too, since Derry and Ben had been with them at the Feast and they’d all been talking and getting along – to hang out with a lot, but she was pretty sure that if it was going to work, they’d all end up crossing over with each others’ favorite things. “I’m pretty sure I’m going to be doing a lot of reading,” Madeline said when that was mentioned as one of the things they could still do. “You guys have to make me stop sometimes and go exploring or work on a play or mix stuff up or something, okay? Because I know I can’t read everything there is to know about magic in a month, but I know I’m going to keep trying anyway.” She pointed into her trunk for emphasis. “My parents probably have stock in bookstores or something, it’s ridiculous.”
She grinned along with Jessie’s excitement, letting the nickname go the way she’d promised herself she would. It wasn’t as bad as when Dad called her Madeline Matilda, or the thought of what her life would have been like if her mom hadn’t overridden him about just naming her Matilda. She would never have heard the end of it, especially now that she might actually be able, sort of, to make chalk write with her brain. “I hope so, because I think I’m coming up with more questions every second,” she said. “I can’t even keep them straight right now.” She put her hands to her head, then moved them out, hoping to sum up what her mind felt like right now. “But based on the brooms I've seen, I'll probably be falling all over the place, too, so I hope we aren't too high in the air."
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Just think of how awesome the year will be!
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Jess
February 22, 2011 3:20 PM
I can't even imagine by Jess
"My mom said that the names of our houses come from the founders. So whoever founded the school had their last names become the house names! Cool, huh?" She wanted her name to be a house name, but it didn't really fit with "Teppenpaw" and "Aladren" or something like that.She could imagine it. The "Applerose House." But then that would mean that she would have to help found a school, and she wasn't really interested in doing that. She wanted to do something with charms and nothing with school.
Jess was glad that Reggie had become their translator. She laughed at her own ignorance. "Oh, Barbie Corvettes! I think I had a Barbie once, but my mom enchanted her so she could walk and do her own stuff. I don't think that really counts as a muggle toy, then," she said with a grin. "I thought I was pretty into the muggle world, but I guess not!" Being friends with Maddie would be a way to immerse herself a little more into the muggle world.
"Oh, flying is pretty easy. There's nothing to it! All you have to do is hold onto your broom and learn how to steer it with your body. You also have to make sure you command it strongly so your broom will listen to you. The school brooms aren't as fast, I don't think. At least, that's what my daddy said. That's why he got me my own broom."
She smiled proudly. She loved her broom a lot, though she didn't really see how a broom and a bicycle were a good comparison. In a sense, it was a lot like a car, only there were no buttons or wheels. "I guess it can be a little scary at first, but they have charms so you won't fall off your broom. I learned that when my daddy was showing me how to play Quidditch."
Jess's dad had taught her a lot of what she knew now, and she loved him for it. Her mother was the less-informed one of their household, it seemed. She stuck to her knowledge of fashion and clothes and houses, which was the kind of thing that was important too.
"In flying, it's really important to have control." She felt like her father teaching her how to ride a broom. "Whenever you guys have time, maybe we can go on the pitch after you take your flying lessons and I could show you and help you guys." Teaching people how to fly was hard, only because it was a more individual thing. It depended on one's own control. It was so much fun. Well, in that sense it was like learning how to ride a bicycle. You had to learn how to balance and all.
"Good analogy," Jess said to Reggie with a smile. "A broom kind of is like a bicycle, except you don't have to use your feet to move the broom. Just to kick off into the air." She smiled.
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February 26, 2011 4:02 PM
It'll be epic! by Reggie
Reggie didn’t realize how weird it was for someone to have grown up in both worlds and understood the concepts of them, at least on some level. It was just how she had been raised. She had to be aware of the magical world because of her parents job, but her life had rested mainly in the muggle world because her father’s parents were the ones who took care of her. Television, movies, electronics, vehicles, they were just apart of her upbringing. She felt a wee bit happy though when Madeline said they’d be lost with out her. She felt like she had a reason for her placement here. That, no matter what, she would be needed and useful.Perhaps that had been one of the things that scared her about coming here. That she wouldn’t have found herself useful for anything or that people wouldn’t have wanted her around. Madeline and Jessica seemed to like to have her around and Derry and Ben hadn’t been completely against her sitting with them either. Thus far, she considered herself friends with four other people. She still had roommates that she had yet to meet, but for her first day, she felt she had done alright.
The excitement of the day was starting to weigh on her as she stifled a yawn. She listened quietly about how Madeline was going to try to learn everything all at once. Reggie felt bad for her and knew if she were in that same spot, she would want to know everything just as much as she did. Reggie didn’t know everything about the magical world, but what her parents taught her had been enough to keep her mind and curiosity at bay. Now that she was here, she was glad she had a basis for everything because otherwise, they would all be lost.
Jessica really seemed to know her stuff when it came to flying. Reggie was glad that someone did. And she really hoped the Jessica made it on the team, even if for a reserve spot because that still might get her a chance to play if the game was really rough and a team mate was injured (although, Reggie wasn’t going to actually wish for that because that would be mean for her housemate). But Reggie wasn’t naïve enough to think that injury did not happen. She had seen enough sports – magical and muggle – to know better than that.
Reggie yawned again, this time unable to hide it. “I think unpacking is going to have to wait. It’s bedtime for me.” Reggie announced. “Want to go to breakfast together tomorrow? Maybe after classes, we can explore the school and start on this whole mapping thing!” Of course, they might not have the time for it, but at least they knew she was pumped for it.
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It'll be epic!
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Madeline
March 07, 2011 10:05 PM
That's the spirit! by Madeline
“Well, I did have a walking Barbie once,” Madeline mused. “Her lips moved when she talked and everything. I took her to my grandmother’s for Easter, and all my cousins hated me for, like, ever.” She shook off the image of Barbie walking stiffly - like a zombie, she thought; in retrospect, it was a little disturbing – along the windowsill, and the way her unnaturally red lips felt when you put your hand against them while she was saying whatever preprogrammed phrase she was on. “She was just on batteries, though, not magic.”The descriptions of flying did sound a little like a bicycle, just high up in the air, so she was a lot more likely to dash her brains out if she fell than she was on a bicycle, or even in her gymnastics classes. A little danger was the fun of things like that, but she still wasn’t completely sure about flying. She guessed she’d have to get over that, though, if there was a class in it. Which made sense. Really, what was more witchy, short of the crazy gray hair and the pointy hat and shoes, than flying on a broomstick? “Thanks,” she said warmly when Jessica offered to give her and Reggie extra lessons if they needed them. “I’ll let you know if I’m taking you up on that.”
She nodded when Reggie said she was about to go to bed and made some recommendations for breakfast and tomorrow afternoon. “Totally,” she said. “I’m in for all that.” She stretched. “Including going to bed.” She smiled wryly. “I think Mom and Dad were worried that I was going to start staying up all night and going wild without them here to make me to go bed, but it doesn’t look like that’s gonna be a problem. I’m completely exhausted.”
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That's the spirit!
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Jess
March 11, 2011 9:50 AM
Well I don't know about you, but I'm spent. by Jess
Jess was glad that she'd met all these girls. She could foresee a really fun school year. A walking Barbie that ran on batteries? That was new. Jess was a little put out that none of the other girls were as into flying as she was, but they would be flying soon enough. After all, unless one was afraid of heights, how could they not like flying? It was so...free!Jessica took out her pointed hat from her suitcase and smiled at them. "Tired already?" she asked. Just at the mention of sleep, she felt a yawn coming on. "I'd love to have breakfast with you guys," she said. "And if we find any time, we could go map the whole school!" It would be funny if they'd mapped the whole school just to find out there was a map already. "We'd have to find the hidden doors and all too," she said. "It'll be an adventure!" She liked adventures only when she was with friends.
"Yeah, maybe I'll join you in going to bed. I'm rather tired too." She put her hat on her night table and looked in her suitcase for her pajamas. Her new hat was one that she was pretty proud of. It was just a standard black, but was brand new. She'd received it for her eleventh birthday, along with her wand.
"Ah, pajamas!" She pulled out a purple nightgown. She looked at her bed where Tuff was sitting patiently. She wished her mother were here to enchant him so he'd cuddle up with her. She had enjoyed that. Thinking about it made Jess homesick already.
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Well I don't know about you, but I'm spent.
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