The Santoros

February 07, 2007 10:37 PM
Jake had woken up as though this day was like any other day, which, for him, was entirely true. Teppenpaws had the day off. They could do whatever they wanted. Today was the big game betweeen the Aladrens and the Crotalus and Jake was most definitely planning on watching if only to support Jennifer. Really, he shouldn't really be rooting for any team, but he felt his...whatever it was that he had with Jennifer...made him a bit biased in this case.

"Oyi, Izzy, what're you wearing?" Jake asked his sister when he met up with her in the hall. Bella grinned and twirled to give him a better look. She was wearing a pair of tiny shorts with multi-colored leggings that endded at her knees beneath them. Her shirt was a blue t-shirt sporting the word 'Aladren' across the front to support her house. Her makeup comprized of brght blue liner around her eyes, some sort of glitter across her cheeks and glossy lips. Her hair was probably the most normal looking thing on her and that was in some ponytail off the side of her head.

"Festive, no?" Bella asked him but Jake had no way of knowing whether or not she was serious. "Going to cheer on your girlfriend?" She asked after a moment, turning her head when she noticed Matt and Josh making their way over to them. Jake gave her a slight shove.

"She's not my girlfriend."

"Isn't she? I've heard rumors that the two of you have been spotted being rathr chummy. That's quite the change since we haven't seen the two of you in the same room together unless by force of classes." At this point in time the twins had caught up to their older siblings and caught the tail end of Bella's words.

"Is this that Jenny girl?" Matt asked before laughing. Whether he was laughing at the look on Jake's face or the outfit to which Bella was sportng was anyone's guess. It was doubtful that even Matt knew to which he was laughing at. "Jake's cuddly-bear." Matt mused using Mercedes petname for Paco and earning himself a rightful punch in the shoulder by Jake.

"Knock it off, all of you." Jake said. "This is the reason why I don't tell any of you anything, geesh." Jake mumbled, turning to head out the door. Bella and the twins followed close behind chuckling.

"Bella, what are you wearing?" Josh asked of his sister, Bella turned around and gave him a cheeky grin.

"Why, jealous?"

"Hardly." Josh responded with ease. "Is that the shirt Mama made for you?

"Like it?" Bella quipped. "Ask nicely, and I'm sure Mama will make you one."

"No thanks, I'd prefer not to be beaten up by my housemates." Josh responded, walking in front of his other siblings as they neared the quidditch pitch. "Besides, you're the enemy today, I can't be seen with you." Josh walked a bit faster with Bella scoffing behind him. Matt followed Josh's lead.

"Besides, who'd want to be seen with you looking like that?" Matt added before running off as to avoid Bella's fury.

"Stupid brats." Bella mumbled. Jake had to bring a hand up to try and stifle his laughter. "Is there something really wrong with my look?" Bella asked her brother, looking up at him. It was rare to see Bella lose her confidence so easily. Jake shrugged.

"Not really. Don't listen to the two of them, you know they like getting you all upset with this stuff. Think of them like the male version of Sofia."

"Of great, just what we need. I'm calling them that too. They deserve nothing less." They climbed the stands and positioned themselves so that they had a great view of the pitch and both goal ends. "Seriously though, what's up with you and the Crotalus captain?"

"She's coming to the wedding. I guess that means we're together...sort of. I don't really know though." Bella chuckled. "Hey, you shouldn't even be talking. From what I hear, you were out and about with a boy not that long ago." Jake said, trying to get some of the heat off of him.

"Whoa, Bella has a boyfriend?" Josh asked, coming up in the stands behind them with Matt and depositing themselves down directly behind them.

"You mean, boys actually look at her? Nasty." Matt added, before rubbing his leg in pain as Bella retaliated against him with her fists. This time Jake didn't even bother to hide his laughter. The figures of the approaching players forced all four of the Santoros to quiet down and wait impatiently for the game to begin. Once the players were in the air, every last one of them were cheerings. Jake and Josh for Crotalus, Bella for Aladren, and Matt stating he was for Crotalus only so that Bella would become angry with him.

It didn't all that far into the game (and really, Anne was only just getting the quaffle) when all hell broke loose. The sounds of flapping wings caused the Santoros to glance above them. Flocks of owls were flying above their heads with boxes tied to their legs. "What's going on?" Matt asked Jake and Bella, neither of them had the answers. Suddenly, a Howler exploded and words came screaming into the air.

"Did someone send the Coach a Howler?" Bella whispered to Jake. Jake sat beside his sister with his mouth hanging opened in disbelief at the scene unfolding in front of them. Suddenly, there were owls in front of them with boxes for them to take. Bella instinctively reached for one and took it. Inside was exaclty what the howlers had spoken about. "Is this a joke? IS THIS FOR REAL?" Bella asked, her anger getting the better of her. She threw both the box and the gift inside away from her and stood up looking for a professor or someone to say it was all a joke. "What's going on?"\n\n
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Jenna Howard

February 20, 2007 3:51 PM
When the rest of your roommates made up the seeker-captain, chaser, and beater of the house Quidditch team, it was pretty much a given that you went to all the games. At least, that's how Jenna thought about the matter. Yes, she probably should be taking advantage of the empty dorm and catching up on her studies- she didn't even like Quidditch that much. The brunette had gotten up this morning thinking that was just what she was going to do. But then, at breakfast when she saw everyone all hyped up for the game, well, anyone could understand her feeling of guilt, right?

Besides, it would be really nice if they could win a game- maybe she wasn't a Quidditch expert, but she knew enough to realize that Crotalus hadn't won a game in quite some time. They were also leading in house points, at least, last time she checked they were. Winning the game would give her house a good lead over the rest of the houses.

And then all that W.A.I.L. business fell from the sky. Well, if attention was what they were aiming for, and Jenna had a feeling it was, then it had been a success. She was sure everyone was going to write home about this- this was not going to be an isolated thing.

And Jordanna was going to eat this right up- Jenna was sure of it. Leaning foward in her seat, Jenna looked for her little sister in the lower levels of the stands. She knew for a fact that the younger Howard had a great distaste for heights, and because of that, Quidditch. Any excuse to dislike Quidditch was fine with the blonBut Jordanna always attended Quidditch games, coming to see and be seen.

Picking up the box that had fell into the hood of her scarlet hoodie, she weighed her options. Considering that she was too cowardly to actually go out and defy her family and leave them altogether, it would probably help her to get back in their good graces by being seen with the badge. On the other hand, acting like she supported W.A.I.L. probably wouldn't be enough for her parents. No, these days they were much more concerned with finding their older daughter a proper pureblood boyfriend.

But she didn't come here to think about her family- she was here for her friends. Opening the box and putting the button in the pocket of her hoodie for later thought. She really hoped that nobody would notice.

"Hey," she said, turning to the kid next to her, trying to take her mind off of unpleasant thoughts, "Do you know who has the Quaffle?"\n\n
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Stephen Baxter

March 03, 2007 9:23 AM
Slightly breathless from running in a very round about way almost all the way to the pitch, Stephen slowed as he reached the stairs up to the stands. "Snog," he commented to Mia, whose hand he had not yet relinquished, "is a very weird word. It's almost like 'snot', which just makes it sound gross when it isn't."

When they'd reached the seating area, he looked around. He was going to be sitting with his friends, sure... but even if he wished it wasn't so, he wasn't stupid enough to not realise that Mia and Sorrel were not friends. So, when he spotted Jenna Howard - who he knew Mia did get on with - he took the both of them over to sit nearby, himself on the seat, and because it had been fun in the commons, he pulled Mia onto his lap again.

It didn't look like they'd missed much. And, in fact, it looked like they'd arrived just about in time as there were suddenly owls that looked.... oddly familiar... and there was yelling on the pitch and all sorts of excitement. The coach was being called names by a red envelope - was she really gay? Stephen watched her with renewed interest and speculation - and a box landed on his head.

Rubbing it with one hand for a moment, Stephen scowled at the nearest owl, whom he took to be the culprit. He reached down, using one hand to steady Mia, and grabbed the box that had hit him. He opened it in front of Mia, allowing them both to see what was inside.

"W.A.I.L.? Weren't they those crazy people from a couple of years ago? Haven't they given up yet?"

There was a little movement to his side. "Hey. Do you know who has the Quaffle?"

"Hey, Jenna. Er..." Stephen trailed off, a little reluctant to reveal that he hadn't actually been paying much attention to the game as such. His eyes scanned the field, "Looks like th- hey! Valentine made a save. The kid can learn. Crotalus. Looks like Layne's sister."

OOC: Sorry for the longish post. Lots of ground to cover. And I've left it a bit back in the game to avoid making this longer than necessary. Hope you don't mind the company, Jenna ;) we may be joined by Lizzie and the Cravens, unless they end up being more interested in goings on in the commons.\n\n
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Mia Kerova

March 04, 2007 8:16 PM
Mia took the queue and slowly but surely drifted closer to the entrance of the common room as Stephen went over to Ash and Liz. She doubted how appreciative the two might be, but it was all in good fun and maybe a little progress. Honestly, she didn’t care much if Ash and Liz became an item, which was another reason she’d rather be where she was standing than where Stephen was. After the push, Stephen ran back, grabbed Mia’s hand and pulled her out of the common room while calling to Liz over his shoulder.

Mia slowed along with Stephen when they reached the stands. She took the pause to catch her breath as Stephen told her his odd comment on the word ‘snog.’

“Thanks for sharing that.” She laughed as her panting eased.

The two made their way up the stands and Mia followed Stephen to a seat he seemed to have his eye one. Well he got the seat. She got his lap again, which suited her just fine as she leaned back again as well. She was ready to watch the game, which didn’t seem too far underway, but things became strange as owls began flying overhead and shouting and insults could be heard. Mia sat up again staring at the mass of birds dropping boxes and papers and the screaming envelopes. Howlers. What in the world was going on?

There was a small thud nearby and Mia saw Stephen picking up a box and opening it in front of them both showing a badge for something called W.A.I.L. A paper floated across her lap that looked to be from the same people. She stopped it before it could drift off. Mia read the pamphlet, looking back and forth between the words and the badge. Was this for real? Who were these people? Stephen seemed to recognize the group.

"W.A.I.L? Weren't they those crazy people from a couple of years ago? Haven't they given up yet?"

“What people? This has happened before?” Mia asked, but continued to look at the ridiculous pamphlet. Women’s proper place in the home and all that. Even if she wasn’t a sport driven girl, she never put much stock in old fashion ideas like that. She knew a few girls who would definitely have something to say about all of this.

Mia didn’t recall ever hearing about W.A.I.L before. Then again, current events was never her topic of choice. She thought back to when people like that might have come to Sonora a few years ago. The alumni banquet maybe? She hadn’t stayed long since she was the first in her family to go to Sonora so no family of hers was there. Friends of hers had stayed to see relatives, but she let them alone with their relatives and went to class that day. She remembered because it was the same day as that freak mud storm where she had been put in charge of bringing her housemates back to the common room. Headmaster Bulla (Professor back then, she’d get used to that one of these days) seemed to have a lot of trust in her.

Mia looked over with a greeting smile to Jenna, only just noticing the girl was beside them when she spoke to them. She hadn’t had much time to notice who was around her. She was happy to see it was Jenna and not a worse alternative. Mia looked back out at the game, not really sure what was going on. Stephen seemed to know, at least he could follow it better than she could, so Mia let him talk and she kept her eyes on the game to see if she could catch up. The letters and boxes didn’t seem to hold up the game much. \n\n
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Jenna Howard

March 06, 2007 8:20 PM
For some people it might have been awkward to sit next to a couple, but Jenna was oddly used to it. She’d spent the summer living with her cousin and his girlfriend, after all. And that was about as many details as she was willing to think about at the moment.

“Hi Stephen, Mia,” she smiled politely. “He better have learned,” Jenna responded to Stephen’s comment on Earl. One thing about the house system was that you got to know a bit about people, willingly or no. And she did know that there would be several after the Crotalus keeper’s head if he screwed up during this game. A lot of the Crotalus students were really itching for a win this year. People got really serious for some reason when it came to Quidditch, but Jenna didn’t understand why. It was, after all, just a game.

“Wow,” she muttered in quiet disbelief as the little Aladren keeper (was she a first year- Jenna couldn’t be sure) made the save. Probably was a first year, Jenna didn’t remember seeing the girl on the team last year. There was nobody announcing the players or anything, so that was always a bit confusing. She knew all of the Crotalus players’ names, as she saw them around the common room, and the fifth years on other teams’ names, from classes. But when it came to underclassmen that weren’t in her own house, for the most part, she was pretty lost.

“Lily looks like she’s out for blood,” Jenna observed. The brunette hoped that her roommate was able to vent all her anger on the Pitch, and that Crotalus won. Otherwise, Jenna might have to avoid her own dorm for a while afterwards.
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Stephen

March 07, 2007 7:25 AM
"Yeah," Stephen said to Mia. "Back in third year there were all these letters to the pureblood girls and heaps of them - and the coach too - went completely apes- er, they went completely nuts. Same rubbish as this stuff, but more... focused, I guess." There wasn't much else that could be said about it.

He shrugged, wrapped his arms around Mia and gave her a light squeeze as he continued to follow the game.

“Lily looks like she’s out for blood."

"Doesn't she always?" Stephen asked, with a grin. "I hope that they get a game against Teppenpaw this year. I really want to see a Lily versus Lexi game - don't you think that'd be awesome? Hey, there goes Stafford aga- ha!" Stephen laughed, "wow, what's lit a fire under Geoff's broom today? Did you see that steal? Crotalus might actually stand a chance this year." He paused, then glanced at Jenna with a slightly apologetic grin.

Focusing back on the game, Stephen wondered where the twins and Lizzie had got to. They might have sat somewhere else after everything. Or maybe Liz had taken his advice, and she and Ash were in a cupboard somewhere finally getting to grips with their situation. And Sorrel...

Stephen let go with one hand to scratch an itchy nose and shook his head. They'd show up. Or they wouldn't. And if they didn't he could always catch up with them later. \n\n
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Ash

March 15, 2007 12:00 PM
'You definitely need some practice.'

Ash tried not to look like Liz's comment bothered him too much, although he couldn't help but look rather taken aback. It seemed a bit of a snipey response and he was hurt that Liz was insulting his skills. Not that he went around making a big deal of it, but Liz was his friend and should have known that he'd never had a girl to kiss before, so how was he meant to know what to do? Before he could think up a reply (which would quite possibly have taken him some time) Sorrel had come barging through shouting.

Once Sorrel had rushed off, he got another unexpected reaction from Liz.

'No, y'all finish your argument, and I'll be in the stands watching the game. You go do whatever you want, Ash, I don't care.'

"Liz!" he called after her. What was her problem?! He'd just told Sorrel to go off and have her sulk. He'd picked Liz, and now SHE was hassling him for it? If she was in a mood with him, she'd probably spread it around the school that he was a crap kisser too. And this was a girl that supposedly liked him? Geez, they made no sense what-so-ever! In spite of the damage Liz could do to his reputation, he had more pride than to beg her to sit with him, especially when it was her who had the problem.

He knew who to blame though. If someone hadn't stuck his nose in... Storming down to the pitch with neither his sister nor his crush for company, he searched for Stephen. Hiding behind Princess. Pathetic. Much as he didn't want her to know what happened to him, that wasn't going to protect Stephen. Ignoring the chaos on the pitch, Ash strode through the stands to where his 'friend' was.

"You d***!" he yelled. "You think you're so ****ing funny?! You want to know what happened, thanks to your bloody prank? Neither of them is speaking to ME because of what YOU did!"

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Lizzie

March 15, 2007 3:02 PM
The moment Lizzie stormed off, she knew it was probably a mistake. Ash had been trying to stick up for her- in a way. Regardless, Liz remained pissed off as she made her way to the stands. She didn't pay any attention to Ash calling after her, infact, she didn't really even hear him to begin with. All she could think about was how mad she was- mad at herself for messing things up and, more importantly, Stephen, for creating the situation in the first place.

So Lizzie made her way into the stands to where Stephen was seated, looking rather self-satisifed, with Mia. That is, she was headed that way, until she saw Ash beating her to it. She was far enough away from the conversation not to be noticed in the crowd, but not far enough to lose the sound of argument. Lizzie immediately stopped, listening to Ash's rant from her spot.

"Neither of them is speaking to ME because of what YOU did!"

Something in her mind clicked, and suddenly, she didn't feel angry anymore- she felt guilty. Ash had tried -he was a boy, afterall, what did she really expect?- and for that, she was getting mad at him? That made her feel horrible. At that, Lizzie continued towards Ash, Stephen, and the rest of the fifth years congregated. She was merely a few feet from them when she stopped again, hand on her hip.

"Will you stop yelling? I have something to say to Mr. Baxter, too," Lizzie asked Ash, rather impatiently before turning to Stephen, "Stephen, darlin'- I can handle things on my own, thanks. Your assistance is not needed."

With that, she took hold of Ash's chin to face her and pulled him towards her, kissing him squarely on the mouth.

"Look- I am not mad at you," she said finally before pulling away, looking him in the eyes and lowering her voice so just Ash would hear her, "and I'm sorry. Don't take it out on Stephen, okay? Even though it is really his fault."

Lizzie mustered a half-grin with that, hoping that Ash would stop being all teenage-boy angry and just accept her apology for being, well, all teenage-girl finicky. It was the best she could do.\n\n
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Ash

April 05, 2007 5:28 PM
Ash wasn't going to stop yelling just because some stroppy girl - who was, in part, the cause for it - told him to. However, said stroppy girl didn't give him a whole lot of options by carrying on regardless, so he just crossed his arms over his chest and glared. This macho stance was rather destroyed by Lizzie grabbing him by the face, as he automatically let his arms go for balance, and his expression turned to one of surprise. He was even further surprised when she kissed him, but tried to cover it with a smirk that said he completely deserved it.

"Alright," he said, slightly begrudgingly, not wanting Lizzie to think she could manipulate him so easily with kisses (even though she probably could). He couldn't be bothered to argue though, especially as he'd said non-offensive things and she'd huffed off and then done nothing and she'd come back, so he was out of depth as to how arguing with girls worked. "Only cos I've got better things to do though," he told her, with a wink.

"By the way dude," he added to Stephen, "I kissed her first. She's only here cos she's come back for more," he said, giving Liz a little squeeze on the hip that either implied he was just being playful when he said that or was designed to keep her from being able to stalk off at his remark. "Where do you want to sit?" he asked her, rather hoping she suggested somewhere in the back row of the stands...\n\n
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Lizzie

April 06, 2007 12:58 AM
Lizzie was not so disillusioned about guys as to think that Ash would let her little stunt control the situation. Boys were that way, she supposed. Somehow, they felt like they needed to be in control of things. It was fine with Lizzie for Ash to think he was in control, because in all reality, Lizzie knew she could easily manipulate him with one bat of an eyelash.

It was a strange thing, being able to use her looks to her advantage; she'd always just been the little tag-along sister, the friend, whatever you wanted to call her, but Lizzie had never seen herself as the type of girl that would toy around with guys. That was, of course, until she had met John Phillips and realized the full potential of those baby blues of hers. Lizzie rolled her eyes at Ash's little cocky comment, not minding his hand on her hip.

"I don't really care," she replied to his question, flinging her hand nonchalantly upwards with an almost wicked glint in her eyes, "But we don't have to sit all the way up in the front, do we? I mean... there are plenty of seats up that way..."

"Well?" Lizzie gave Ash a look, then slipped her hand into his. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Lizzie knew the scandal of her current thoughts, but the overriding feeling of something finally going the way she wanted in life obliterated the notion. At that moment, she didn't care what anyone else had to say on the matter- afterall, life was hers for living and not anyone elses. \n\n
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