Georgia Kirkly
December 15, 2017 1:50 AM
Attempting the girly thing (tag Juniper) by Georgia Kirkly
As a rule, Georgia’s clothes were kind of… tomboyish, she guessed. Boring, was another good word for them. She mostly wore jeans and tees. Most of her tees she wore kind of baggy. And it didn’t exactly matter because most of the time, she had to wear her uniform of shapeless robes over the top. She hadn’t cared so much about it when she was a kid, but now… There were clothes she saw and liked, that she would have liked to wear. Her grandparents had given her money for Christmas and she’d gone to the mall for some new outfits. She’d eyed up funky mini skirts and 1950s dresses, but she felt self-conscious even looking at them. What if people noticed and thought it was ridiculous that someone fat like her was even thinking of showing off their body like that?In the end, she’d spent the money on make up instead, and a little book of tips on how to do it. She hadn’t got very far with mastering it yet. She felt like it was either too subtle to really notice (although it somehow still made her feel a teensy bit better about facing the world) or like a clown. But she still believed. She still believed in the power of these little pots of powder, and that self-confidence and beauty really could just be a few brush strokes away, if only she could unlock those secrets. Well, maybe not beauty. No amount of makeup would make her skinner, but… an improvement, at least.
She had had a couple of tries with it since being back at Sonora, when she had their room to herself. She had got back this evening to find Juniper absent. Although she didn’t know where she was or how long she’d be, Georgia really felt like playing around with her makeup, and decided to chance it. She pulled out the little glittery bag she’d got to keep it in, setting the items out. She had been too shy to ask the assistant for help, and so had got blush, an eyeshadow palette and mascara. She’d been too confused by the world of foundations and concealers. Added to this were a few nail varnishes and lip glosses that she’d been given as presents over the years. She turned to the page about blush in her make up book, even though she knew exactly what it said, hoping that somehow reading it again would make it sink in to the degree that it automatically connected with her hand and made her get it right. There were different ways to best apply depending on your face shape. Obviously, hers was round. And apparently, that meant applying blush in an angular motion to balance that out. Only, the blush brush was big, round and soft, and she wasn’t sure how you were meant to get a sharp line out of that.
Once she’d had another go, she peered at herself critically in the mirror. Objectively, and to anyone else, it probably looked fine. Only the book promised that, if done correctly, it would make her face look thinner. As far as Georgia was concerned, she still looked just as chubby cheeked. Only pinker. She sighed, not really sure how to do anything different than what she’d done already. She was weighing up whether to experiment with her eyes or just give up in frustration when the door opened. Unable to quickly hide what she’d been doing, she decided that maybe seeking help wasn’t such a bad thing. And at least it was only Juniper, who was like… the least threatening person imaginable. And maybe Juniper was used to getting made up for all her fancy parties, and might actually be able to help.
“What do you think?” she asked, turning her face to the other girl. “And are you any good with all this stuff?”
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Juniper Brockert
December 31, 2017 4:04 PM
Attempting conversation by Juniper Brockert
Juniper had been in the owlry. Not because she had a letter to send, but because it was a place she could go spend time in the company of animals, even if she didn't like them as much as horses. She'd go to visit the animals they saw in Care of Magical Creatures, but she was nervous about approaching Professor Taransay to ask if she could. Plus, she heard there was an older student helping him take care of them and Juniper felt she might be intruding on someone else's territory.But now she was returning to her room to do her homework. If the Teppenpaw could do nothing else right-and it often felt that way-she could at least do well in her studies. Transfiguration was of particular importance both for the sake of her family name and because Juniper wanted to be an animagus. Of course, COMC was the homework she usually did first because it was her favorite.
She opened the door to the room she shared with Georgia to find her roommate surrounded by make-up. The fourth year didn't know why, they weren't going anywhere else today. Maybe Georgia was meeting someone? Probably a boy, though Juniper couldn't imagine who. As long as it wasn't Finn, it really wasn't any of her business. And it probably wasn't Finn, as he was a pureblood and Georgia was not. While Juniper often worried Finn would find someone he liked more than her, she didn't consider her roommate competition.
Actually, in that department, none of her yearmates, even the pureblood ones really were. The Teppenpaw couldn't imagine her friend going for a girl like Arianna Tate. She was too... mean . Juniper didn't really think Lily Spencer was his type either.
It was just every other pureblood girl she worried about. Finn was, after all, pretty special.
She was brought out of her Finn-centered reverie by Georgia's question. Juniper blinked and looked more closely. "It looks fine."
The Teppenpaw nodded in response to the next thing her roomate said. "Um, I'm okay-ish with it, I guess. I mean, usually Mother insists on having the house-elf do mine for parties." They actually had one trained for this purpose. "But, I mean, I do wear a little at school." Mostly to look pretty for Finn and to prevent bullying by the Ariannas. "Which I have to do myself."
Juniper looked down at the floor as she finished babbling. This was why she didn't like talking to people much. She always sounded so stupid.
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Georgia
January 15, 2018 2:02 PM
Trying to figure you out by Georgia
Georgia had had a lot of difficulty figuring out where she stood with Juniper. The other girl never seemed to particularly want to talk to her. During their first couple of years, with her parents divorcing, Georgia hadn't exactly had a lot of spare brain space to think about her roommate. Being ok with each other, not being engaged in any kind of active conflict, was fine. She hadn't had the energy to analyse the situation much or to disturb the status quo.Her default assumption had been that it was a blood thing. It wasn't a nice feeling but it wasn't one she could do anything about. And closed off wad better than actively aggressive, so Georgia didn't want to bring it up and rock the boat. Once she'd had more time to observe, and become less preoccupied with her own problems, she'd noticed that Juniper didn't seem to talk much with anyone. Georgia had decided that their lack of closeness was nothing personal but still didn't really know how to change that, or whether Juniper really wanted her to.
"Thanks," she replied when Juniper said her blusher was 'fine.' 'Fine' wasn't the same as 'good,' though... She peered critically in the mirror.
She wasn't sure how to react to Juniper's mention of having a house elf to do her make up for her. Obviously that wasn't an option she had. When her roommate made comments like that, Georgia wasn't sure whether she was trying to like... Make a point about Georgia's family or rub her face in it. It was the sort of remark that could be really snarky but Juniper didn't exactly sound mean when she said it.
"Ok, so do you wanna help me choose something for my eyes?" she asked. Where the question may have been rhetorical if exchanged between friends, there was genuine query in Georgia's voice.
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