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Nov 28, 2018 15:54:24 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Nov 28, 2018 15:54:24 GMT -7
THE TRUTH WAS THAT TIA VERY MUCH BELIEVED IN the importance of her grades. Even if the older girl seemed quite intent on poking holes in her opinions. Spouting 'what if's' as if Tia had any of the answers she sought. "I don't know," Tia shrugged plainly. "I've never had that problem before." She wasn't quite bragging, but she was very proud of her cleverness. Though she thought perhaps that none of that mattered to the other girl, no matter what she said. She didn't even appear to be listening to her.
For a moment, Tia felt a stab of sadness for the girl sitting before her. That she had a family she thought hated her. That she thought loving chair-worthy boys made it better. She didn't reply with any kind of barb because of this, turning her face away and shrugging lamely. "Whatever you say..." She muttered under her breath, utterly unconvinced and perhaps feeling a little sorry for the other girl. Though she fought very hard not to show it on her face, quite eager to leave all of a sudden.
Almost at the door, Tia could practically feel her freedom on the tip of her tongue. Alas, the other girl didn't appear to be finished with her and Tia froze. Turning, Tia's shoulders rolled up under her ears, her nostrils flaring as she tried to figure out what the exactly she was being told. She watched cautiously as the girl stood and approached her with a worrying confidence. Tia's eyes flickered back to the famed chair and she sighed roughly through her nose. Of course there had never been a boy.
"Why should I believe you?" Tia said carefully. Realising that whether or not the girl was telling the truth, she was pulling leverage in a way that unsettled her. Squaring her chin, Tia lifted it and shrugged out from under the stilling touch on her shoulder. "You're only saying that because you want something," She snapped, tucking her borrowed book further under her arm and narrowing her eyes. "What do you want?"
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WIZARDING ADULT
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Jan 1, 2019 12:44:36 GMT -7
Post by mina pandora oliveira on Jan 1, 2019 12:44:36 GMT -7
@tia 10.01.2019 - year five Mina nodded her head in an ‘uh-huh’ manner, unsure if she believed the little girl or not about never having difficulties with school. Everyone did, that was a fact. Tia seemed to be able to hold her own, to a degree, and had brushed a lot of Mina’s nonsense off to the side without really second guessing it. Which was why she had laid out lies In the first place, so that she could the girl and keep her talking for a little longer. That was all Mina wanted to do anyways, talk to someone. “Well I’m sure you will someday. We all do. Just know that the school won’t have your back when it happens,” Mina shrugged. The school thought meetings would suddenly make her work harder, when that wasn’t even the problem in the first place. She couldn’t do that when she wasn’t interested in the course work or was so far behind already that catching up was impossible. As for the boy thing, it looked like the jig was up. Tia didn’t believe her (aside from actually turning the kid into a chair part), and didn’t look all that interested in Mina’s philosophy of wooing boys for her own gain. She felt bad for the other girl, mostly because it was fun to do that. Putting a little charm on and watching them follow around all puppy-dog eyes was great. She never really did much more than that unless she was interested in return, and then a whole different game was played.
Tia wanted to know why she should believe what Mina was saying. That was easy enough. Pulling her wand out of her pocket, she grinned at the other girl, wiggling her eyebrows a bit before pointing it at the chair that was supposedly the transfigured boy, “Finite Incantatem.” The purple light splashed across the chair, leaving it exactly the way it had been. “We can do this all night if you want, with all of the chairs,” she added as she put her wand away and moved even closer to Tia, her hand, which had been planted on the girl’s shoulder the entire time, slid up towards Tia’s face, brushing a strand of hair away. “I want company, that’s all.”
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Jan 2, 2019 17:33:09 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2019 17:33:09 GMT -7
TIA DIDN'T KNOW PEOPLE ALL TOO WELL. SHE was a bit socially inept when it came to communicating and so the older girl very easily wound her up. What Tia did have was knowledge. She trusted spells far more than she trusted people, so when 'Ondina' fired a spell across the chair and it stayed firm in its shape a part of her bristled, confirming what she already suspected. That meant she was right. She had something on her. What really mattered, though, was what she was going to do with that information.
"Company?" Tia echoed, her nose wrinkled as she felt herself freeze under the familiarity in the girls touch. She didn't understand why 'Ondina' was reaching for her, brushing at her hair like they were close, a tingle of fingertips on the crest of her cheekbone. Tia didn't like her, she'd already decided as much. So, after a moment of confused shock she shrunk away from her hand and swatted at it, though it was a delayed reaction as the damage was already done. "I'm not very good company." Tia muttered, shrugging her shoulders up around her ears as she considered leaving the stolen spell book and disappearing from the room. But, she wanted it. A lot.
After a moment of deliberation, Tia rolled her eyes and rocked on her feet restlessly. "Okay, fine." She grumbled, as if she being forced to do something very tedious. "Do you want to go to the library with me?" She said slowly, clenching her back teeth. She'd planned to retrieve her new favourite book and find an untouched copy to make comparisons with. "That's what I was going to do before, so... I guess you could come with me?" She'd said she wanted company, and that was the best Tia had to offer. Maybe she was lonely. Tia's mother would tell her to walk a mile in her shoes, but Tia didn't want to. Not at all.
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Jan 6, 2019 12:19:30 GMT -7
Post by mina pandora oliveira on Jan 6, 2019 12:19:30 GMT -7
@tia 10.01.2019 - year five Mina realized that she may have come onto the younger girl too quickly. She had the habit of being too physical at all the wrong times, which was probably why the seventh year boy had decided she wasn’t worth it. Gauging her self-worth on other people’s reactions to her wasn’t the smartest thing to do in the world but it was hard not to do that. Tia recoiled from the light touch and slapped the hand away, leaving Mina somewhat shocked at the reaction. The other girl definitely had a bite to some of her words, but Mina didn’t think there would be a physical component to accompany it. Her eyebrows raised a bit in surprise as her hand was pushed away and she blinked the slight sting away while she tried to figure out what to do next. “I guess you really aren’t,” Mina concluded, trying not to laugh at the girl. It was still funny, somehow. Letting her hand drop back to her side, she crossed the room again and took a seat in the chair that was supposed to be the transfigured boy, flipping it around so she could prop her head up on the back of it. “I don’t like the library,” she stated, covering her mouth as a tiny yawn escaped. Her shitty birthday almost had some excitement, but Tia didn’t seem to get the sort of company Mina was implying. Or maybe she did and didn’t want to. Either way, it was fine. “You can leave. I promise I won’t tell anyone about the book.” She wasn’t even looking at Tia anymore, opting to inspect her fingernails instead. They were infinitely more interesting than the girl was now.
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Jan 21, 2019 11:16:38 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2019 11:16:38 GMT -7
THOUGH SHE HAD BEEN THE ONE TO SAY SO TIA still smarted when the other girl agreed. She wasn't bad company, or least she didn't think she was. Mostly, she'd said so in the hopes that it would put her off. It had, but for some reason it bothered Tia that it had been so easy. She frowned, not desperate to disagree, she wasn't pathetic enough to fight her case and show how much it had annoyed her.
Instead, she mutely watched the older girl retreat to her seat. Tia should have felt better with the distance, but she didn't. She felt embarrassed and a little humiliated, which were two emotions Tia actively avoided at all costs, but not better. "The library is fun," Tia frowned, though she turned half way to leave, turning back momentarily to clear her throat and ask about the book. Ondina beat her to it, and she sighed, a little suspicious but unwilling to test her limits. She began walking towards the doorway, looking over her shoulder and stopping when she reached the wooden frame. She turned around, drumming her fingers against the wooden frame as she considered simply leaving, but something made her turn back.
"Happy birthday," She called across the room, her lips pursed in to a very thin line. She probably wouldn't care to hear it, but Tia remembered how her parent's had apparently forgotten - and the supposed chair-boyfriend. But with a shake of her head, she made herself leave, gripping her borrowed book for dear life. The other girl was intense, and Tia didn't realise how wound up she was until she was no longer in the room. It was odd, but Tia wasn't entirely sure she hated the exchange as much as she'd made out. Shaking her head at the ridiculousness of it, she headed towards the library - where she belonged. She only looked back once.
[ - END TIA]
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