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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jun 5, 2007 0:40:29 GMT
my favorite class...History of Magic....i loved History of anything and to top it off a nice big book to read along with it...I sat intently on the edge of my seat..listening...
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 8, 2007 19:44:43 GMT
I slump my head on my desk, hating Binns and his stupid mono-tone voice, wanting nothing more than to die right here, right now.
I settle with the next best thing.
Taking a cigarette out of my pocket, then remembering that Black had taken Erin's lighter, making a mental note to hex it back first chance I got, then turning to the girl next to me. "You got a light?"
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jun 9, 2007 2:18:45 GMT
i glance at the guy next to me. "huh?" *how could he not be like totally into this*
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 9, 2007 9:09:24 GMT
"Light?" I say, gesturing to my cigarette. "Have you got one?"
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jun 10, 2007 3:56:59 GMT
i snicker a little turning back to the professor. "no..i dont" i say still looking forward
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 10, 2007 8:13:45 GMT
"Fuck you then," I mutter, hunting around in my pockets again.
Fucking Bellatrix Black...I was going to bloody kill her...
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jun 11, 2007 1:00:44 GMT
i turn around and gasp.i push him and he falls off his chair. "i cant believe you said that"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 11, 2007 6:31:05 GMT
"I can't believe you just did. What the fuck's your problem?" I say, sitting back on my chair again.
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jun 11, 2007 18:16:54 GMT
"whats My problem?....whats your problem?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 11, 2007 18:41:57 GMT
"I have lots of problems. Why the fuck did you shove me off my chair?"
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jun 11, 2007 19:05:04 GMT
"cause you said 'fuck you then'" i mimic. "whyd you say that?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 11, 2007 19:10:26 GMT
"Er...cos I'm a sadistic bastard and my favourite word is 'fuck'?" I roll my eyes. "And I can't find my fucking lighter..." I add under my breath, rummaging in my pockets again.
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jun 11, 2007 20:27:32 GMT
i conjore one up. "here" i say rolling my eyes with a snicker
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Post by Andromeda Black on Jun 11, 2007 23:20:02 GMT
I walk into the classroom totally ignoring the looks that I got from Binns. I walk up to Ian,"Do you want this back?" I asked him brandishing his lighter. "You never got it back, and I forget to give it to you."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 12, 2007 16:29:17 GMT
"Cheers Andy." I smile, taking it from her.
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Post by Andromeda Black on Jun 12, 2007 16:33:20 GMT
"I'll see you around Ian." I said walking out.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 12, 2007 16:35:31 GMT
"Yeah," I say, lighting up, then just to be annoying blowing smoke across my desk to the girl next to me.
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jun 13, 2007 14:52:03 GMT
"dick" i say shooting a glance at him. then i decide to loosen up. I grab the ciggarate(sp) out of his mouth and put it in mine. i blow some smoke back in his face. chuckling at his surprised face.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 13, 2007 15:41:29 GMT
"Hoe." I shoot right back, amused.
At least this class wasn't so boring anymore.
I light another cigarette, leaning over so I was right next to her, and blowing smoke right in her face.
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jun 15, 2007 0:31:00 GMT
"ass" i say with a chuckle. I continue to smoke. Making some circles in the air.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 16:32:37 GMT
"Bitch." I smirk, arching an amused eyebrow, stubbing my cigarette out on the corner of the desk, scorching the wood.
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 2, 2007 2:27:20 GMT
"shut your fucking face uncle fucker" i say mimicking the South Park song.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 2, 2007 15:28:51 GMT
"Now who has the fucking problem?"
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 2, 2007 19:45:56 GMT
"hey, no fucking problem here, but if you do...well thats your problem" i say with a chuckle
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 3, 2007 15:36:52 GMT
"You're actually insane, aren't you?"
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Post by Jerard Brown on Jul 3, 2007 20:15:01 GMT
Jerard turns his attention from the boring class Binns was giving, in his monotome voice that makes just about everyone doze off, to beside me where Ian and someone else were throwing insults at each other, smoking. Jerard taps Ian on the shoulder. "Hey Ian, can I get a cig?" He asks.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 3, 2007 20:23:56 GMT
"Yeah, sure. I'm supposed to be quitting anyway." I shrug, handing him one.
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 5, 2007 3:40:04 GMT
"wow, i feel insulted" i puppy face. "and to think i was about to ask you out for coffee."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 5, 2007 8:54:41 GMT
"You'd think you'd be more insulted by being called a whore or a bitch than being called insane." I raise an eyebrow.
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 5, 2007 12:31:03 GMT
"i knew you were joking ...of course, right?" i say matching his face.
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