Renaye had been wandering. For no apparant reason. It was a boring Saturday and with the task of attempting (yes, attempting) her homework finished for the day, Raye began to walk. To no apparant place. It just so happened that she ended up in Cascade, now eating at the bowl of french onion soup in front of her. Her mind was preoccupied with thought of the upcoming ball, as she was sure many other people were thinking about. Raye wasn't normally into the whole glitter and glamour thing. She cared how she looked, but not so much that she would wake up at some ungodly hour of the morning just to brush her blonde hair 29,349 times. And she wasn't going to put more effort into it even now that the ball was coming around. A date to the ball wasn't the most improtant thing in the world. It would be great, but she wasn't going to break her neck flipping her hair just to get someone to notice.
All of this talk got her to think though... Who did she want to ask her? No one in particular really. She knew Josh would probably ask Laurie or Rorrie-- whoa... rhyming names. That's weird. Anyway, Josh would probably ask one of them, which she approved of. They were both awesome. Raye wasn't a mind reader, but she could just tell when he liked someone. Why could she tell who her brother liked, but couldn't decide for herself? Maybe she could just ask Josh. If she knew who he liked, then maybe he would know for her. Man. They were so weird...
Renaye looked around Cascade. She assumed the ball would be held in Cascade Hall. The Gardens were another option too. Both would be nice. As she looked around her green eyes landed on a figure not too far from her. She smiled at them, offering a,
"Hi."
0Renaye WarrenLooking for some company...0Renaye Warren15
In the first half of the year, Thomas had spent as little time as possible in his dorm. Now, as the second half got underway, he didn't plan to change that. He didn't have a problem with his roommates, exactly, but he just couldn't quite adjust to sharing. His defense would have been only child status, but Savannah, whose mother had divorced her father on top of not having any other children, was a lot more social than he was. Since people had yet to get hurt by how he spent his time, though, he didn't think that it really mattered.
He had spent most of the morning in the library, struggling to concentrate on Defense Against the Dark Arts, but he had given up on studying after he got hungry. Work and an empty stomach did not a good combination make. Packing up all the notes and books he'd had out, he had dropped by his dorm to deposit his study materials and then made a beeline for the Cascade Hall.
Settling in with a hot dog, he found himself thinking about the holidays. His mother's identical twin, Ava Proctor, had Apparated down from Chicago and caused a bit of a stir with her present for him. Ava's grasp on Muggle things was shaky at best, which almost explained why she'd thought he'd like the Yale Shakespeare and her notion that the Muggle half of his family would think it was a normal present. His mother, more knowledgeable about the content of Shakespeare, hadn't been amused, and he didn't think she'd been very pleased to learn he needed dress robes the same night.
Things had otherwise been normal and routine, even down to Uncle Matt telling the same worn-out stupid jokes and Aunt Minnie Fern's cards not showing up until the twenty-sixth. He had gotten lots of presents - though not as many as his cousin Melissa, of course - and been able to stay awake on New Year's for the second time. That was how it went - the family saw one small-but-vaguely-interesting thing happen, and everything else was as regular as clockwork. It wasn't a bad way to have a holiday.
The present came back in the form of a girl's voice. Thomas looked up from his plate and determined that the speaker, a Crotalus, was in his year and, apparently, speaking to him. He smiled back automatically. "Hey," he replied, trying his best to remember her name. His memory for names wasn't that great. "Renaye, right?"
0Thomas FitzgeraldLooking for a study break.109Thomas Fitzgerald05
Raye recognized the boy from some of her classes, though the name failed her. She hadn't really talked to him, but it was always cool to meet new people.
"Hey, Renaye, right?"
Renaye nodded, amazed that he had remembered. She couldn't remember names to save her life. "Good job," she commented. "Sorry, names and I aren't the best of friends."
Raye fiddled with the charm bracelet Irene had gotten her for Christmas. She loved it. A small silver ball hung from it represented a bludger, alongside a small otter. Irene said that it reminded her of her. She had said it was because they were so playful and full of energy. Okay, guess that makes sense. Irene was so awesome at picking gifts, where Raye... she was alright at it. She was no Santa though.
"So how was your break?" Raye asked, hoping to start some sort of convorsation. She immediately regreted it though. This question would be coupled with a "Mine was good, how was yours?" Ew. Raye had been grounded most of vacation. She wasn't too happy about being in freakin Japan for Christmas. She had let her parents know that too, rather loudly. Not that being grounded mattered. It wasn't like they were there to enforce the rules anyway...
"Thomas," he supplied. "'S all right. Don't think we've met before." He was rather pleased with himself for remembering the right name. Faces were easy enough, but attaching names to them...He doubted Melissa was ever going to let him live down the time he'd called their second cousin Joey "Nathan" for half the family reunion before someone took pity on him and corrected the mistake. The only reason he could come up with for remembering Renaye's right name was having classes with her five days out of every seven for four months.
He half-shrugged when she asked about his holiday. "It was all right. I went home and saw most of the family." It was rare for more than a double handful of relatives to gather in one place at one time. The most obvious reason for this was how many of them there were. Less obvious, to the vast majority of them, was that some of the "eccentric" in-laws were wizards with a grasp of Muggle technology and culture that was tenuous at best, nonexistent at worst. It was not something that encouraged relations.
One thing about conversations that could be good in really awkward and/or formal situations and could be bad in other situations was how predictable and formulaic they were. It was a given, regardless of how well one knew the other one in the conversation, that a pleasantry about a vacation or whatever would be matched. "How was yours? Sorry to return to the books?" He tried to pitch his voice to indicate the last was half a joke. Humor was not one of his outstanding characteristics.
Renaye nodded when Thomas briefly accounted his holiday. She wondered if he had a nickname... 'Thomas' seemed very formal to her. She might just have to make up a nickname for him... Josh has never had a nickname, but 'Josh' seemed to fit him so well! Some people just looked like their name. Renaye thought hername fit her pretty well. She had blonde hair and green eyes and a pretty exciting personality that seemed to go well with her name. She didn't know Thomas very well, but he might be a Thomas-like person. Good thing she had the opportunity to find out right now! But first she had to answer his question:
"How was yours? Sorry to return to the books?
Renaye gave a small laugh. "Definitely sorry get back to the books, but I'm glad I'm back at Sonora. My parents took us, my twin and my sister, to Japan for Christmas. It may sound fun, but it really wasn't. We're always going anywhere other than home," she gulped down some French Onion soup before continuing. "I ended up yelling some pretty horrible stuff while we were there. God will smite me for it, I know..." Renaye hung her head in mock-shame. "Ah well," she said, picking her head back up again.
"No more depressing topics though. What house are you in?"
And he'd thought his family's set of Christmas traditions a little weird. Spending a morning at the graveyard and every other year in Chicago sounded almost normal, even by his limited knowledge of what that encompassed, when stood up beside packing everyone and thing up and going to Japan. Thomas thought it would be a good guess to call her parents either celebrities or some other type of very professional, high-maintenance people. "Lightning ought to start striking any second now," he said solemnly.
She changed the subject, which he wasn't too sorry about. It was sort of weird to hear people openly talk about not getting along with their parents. "Aladren," he said when asked about his House. There wasn't much to say about it, really. As far as he could tell, all you really had to do to do well in Aladren was not annoy Zack, Chris, or Anne. As Thomas had annoyed none of them so far, things were as quiet and orderly as even his mother could wish. That, as anyone who knew Ivy Fitzgerald could have reported, was a pretty tall order. Her entire adult life was one extended attempt to create a perfect fifties family.
"What about you?" Thomas was sure she wasn't in his House, but that still left three Houses open. He had family who'd gone through all four Houses - Aunt Charlotte, Uncle Matt, Uncle Michael, and his mother - but Renaye wasn't bringing them to mind. Uncle Matt, the token Teppenpaw, had a sense of humor, but he didn't know Aunt Charlotte well enough to rule that out as also being a Pecari trait. His mother was reserved, relentlessly methodical, almost humorless, and a Crotalus. Uncle Michael couldn't help him classify Renaye, because Uncle Michael was another Aladren.
0ThomasI'll get the streamers and balloons0Thomas05
Renaye nodded when Thomas replied that he was in Aladren. Sometimes she thought that Josh would do well in Aladren rather than Croatalus. The things she heard about her house never seemed to mesh with Josh's character. The only thing she could even link to him was his tendency to be a little protective of his family. And that was pretty annoying sometimes. But Josh's independence and his knack for being smart, at everything, seemed to her like he should be in Aladren. But the potion knows all, she supposed.
Renaye often thought that she was a lot like Irene. Outgoing, bubbly, and all that jazz. Irene had thought, as had Renaye, that she would be in Pecari. But, yet again, the potion knows all, and now she's in Crotalus with her twin. She wasn't sure how she felt about it anymore. She use to think, 'Oh cool! We're in the same house!' The annoying thing about this was the character she was assumed to have the second the name of her house left her mouth. There were plenty of nice people in Crotalus though. What about Laurie? She had to be one of the nicest people in her year. And Zane, he was really cool. But you could never tell what someone's reaction was going to be when you mentioned the house. She hoped Thomas didn't instantly walk away or something. That would be pretty lame.
"I'm in Crotalus," she said. "My twin brother, Josh, and I are both in Crotalus." Trying to think of a way to keep convorsation going, she turned to her most faithful topic,
"I wish first years could play on their house teams. We really love Quidditch, but we haven't even had a chance to fly this year!"
0Renaye WarrenCookies. We must have cookies!0Renaye Warren05
Crotalus. Well, that was a little surprising. That had been the one, based on his mother, he would have least expected. Maybe it was a twin thing, though he was almost sure Mom and Aunt Ava had been split up. "That's cool," he said, nodding. He didn't mention his mother. One thing Thomas was sure of was that his quiet, aloof mother had never been, in any way, shape, or form, like Renaye, making mentioning her pointless at best.
He grinned when she mentioned Quidditch. "Yeah, my uncles all expected me to go out for the team. The rules changed since they were here." He took another bite of his lunch. Sports had never been a huge interest of his - it was one of those things that came with being the bookish kid of a Muggle lawyer and a clingy housewife - though he'd gotten pulled into games with his cousins for the past few years to keep them out of trouble with the aunts and uncles and from making too much fun of him.
"What position do you and your brother play?" he asked. "I usually do Seeker with my cousins." He did not add that it was because he was the smallest of the crowd old enough to tell one end of a broomstick from the other, or that there was no denying that he didn't have much of a flair for it. He was just worse at everything else. Thomas was just glad there were no current Hawks leaving school this year - the impression he'd gotten of the captain was that she was his roommate's postal sister, and he didn't relish the thought of dealing with her if he somehow didn't make a total fool of himself at tryouts.
The lack of comment led Raye to believe that Thomas was either surprised, or decided that she wasn't worth talking to anymore. She was glad that she had brought up Quidditch because that seemed to peak his interest in the convorsation. She could always rely on good old Quidditch...
"Yeah, my uncles all expected me to go out for the team. The rules changed since they were here."
Renaye nodded. "Yeah," she said, "The No-First-Year thing really was a downer to this year. I haven't even been on a broom for months! I thought I was going to get to play over the break, but we went to Tokyo. Of course, it's muggle-packed so the usage of magic is zero..." That was one of the things Renaye had hated about going to Japan: No Quidditch! She had been counting on arriving at Uncle Mike's with the equipment already set out, awaiting their sweet return to their presence. She was going to get to talk to Irene about all the stuff that had happened before the mid-term with Brett, too. She knew Irene wasn't mad, but she wanted to make sure she was okay. After all, she had just spilt everything to her boyfriend! Raye was curious to how he took it... She found out later, but it was in the midst of school work and in the presence of whoever was in the library at the time.
"What position do you and your brother play?" he asked. "I usually do Seeker with my cousins."
"Josh and I are both Beaters," she replied. "I think we make a pretty great team. Josh is human bludger, really. If he doesn't go pro, it'll be a great waste of talent. He was so broken up when we heard about the new rule. I think that was the one thing he really wanted to do." Renaye was pretty sure that the one thing that had cheered him up was getting Zane as a roommate. Raye was sure that they talked Quidditch all the time. Being in a dorm with someone, besides herself, who knew as much about Quidditch as he did was probably a big comfort to him. Poor Josh... Renaye could deal, sort of, without being on a team, but sometimes she wondered if Josh needed Quidditch as a life support. His obsession made her wonder sometimes...