Jenna Howard
November 24, 2006 7:11 PM
End of the year or not, it's still rude to stare by Jenna Howard
Making her way into Cascade Hall, Jenna did a very curious thing- well, curious for her, anyway. She punched her fist in the air and shouted "yes!". The fact that she had just passed Tavarius Mims' portrait, the erm... (could you really call him a person?) who calculated the House points, and Crotalus had lost only made it more awkward. The brunette blushed and let her fist fall as she walked hurriedly to a seat in the corner, where she could see everything but not really be seen. Honestly, if you took a look at the whole situation, her actions made perfect sense. Really.For the past month she had been in contact with a cousin of hers, Isaiah. Like most of her cousins, Isaiah was considerably older than her, although at twenty-six he barely acted like it. Yet, for all of his faults, there was one- no, two, things about Isaiah that Jenna couldn't help but love. He barely kept in contact with the family, and knew a crazy amount about potions. And she had just received the letter confirming that Jenna could stay with him over the summer, leading to the unusual display of happiness. Okay, make that three things that Jenna loved about her cousin.
Everything was set up for another summer she expected to be spent away from the sun, which was just fine with her. The pale girl had even bribed Jordanna for her silence by making her a potion remedy for her acne problem- much better than the girl having to pay for something else and having it go down in writing that she had a skin problem, in Jordanna’s opinion. Jenna didn’t understand what the big deal was; she’d gotten her share of zits and never really cared, nevertheless the older sister was glad that for at least a while, the younger of the two would keep quiet about what she knew. How much the blond knew was anyone’s guess, really, but the fourth year with the messy brown hair didn’t care to think about that now.
Back leaning on the wall, legs flat out in front of her on the bench as she held her plate in her lap, her fork stabbing a piece of baked potato, she noticed one kid was still staring at her. Bringing the fork up to her mouth, and chewing on her potato, Jenna thought that was pretty lame.
“Really,” she said in a kind of condescending tone, once she was done chewing and had swallowed, “You have to have something better to do then stare at little old me.”\n\n
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