Dr. Pepper and Boys ((oPEN for anyone BUT ZOE)

Sarah was in the Study hall. She had her book around her. She was over in her quite corner and she was hiding. She was trying to not latch onto people. She was deathly afraid of people and clinging to them like glue. She turned back to her books an continued to write notes down and doodle. She missed her home in America. She hated it her. No one really liked her that much.

[[OOC: Why not Zoe??]]

Davina walked into the study hall. She had a Potions essay and a Transfiguration essay that she needed to do, so she was looking for some peace and quiet. She often found that in the study hall. After all, most people in their tended to study, although sometimes people got a bit too chatty in there. Luckily that didn't happen very much though.

As Davinastepped into the room, she saw a girl sitting in the corner. Her corner. Davina always sat in that corner. She was a shy girl and it was a nice secluded spot where she had a perfect view of the rest of the room. It was a great spot and she loved it. She hated seeing someone else sitting there. She was too annoyed to even consider the fact that someone else who liked that corner must be a pretty similar person to herself, someone that she would get on with. She stared around the room, not knowing where to sit down. It was completely empty, apart from that one girl.

Davina looked back at the girl. She thought she recognised her. She was another Ravenclaw. She couldn't remember what year she was in though. She didn't know a lot about the other students though, so this wasn't exactly surprising.

Davina just stood there. She stood in the middle of the room, her bag over her shoulder and a piece of parchment in her hand. She didn't say a word. Not one.

(just answering Davina question. not staying. She had RP with me in other threads. So she can meet other people. So, *tear*, I'm banned from here.)

Sarah looked over and saw a girl looking at her. She turned back to her own work. She felt eyes on her and she felt horrible. maybe this was here spot, but she didn't care she want moving at all. She continued to work on her Potions essay. She felt bad. she was thinking abot that guy Jaz.

Davina mentally calmed herself down. Ok, maybe this girl was nice. Maybe she was just like her. Maybe she liked the peace and quiet in the corner. This still didn't tell her where she should sit. The next best place in the room would be next to the girl. Would the girl feel uncomfortable if she sat next to her though? Actually, Davina thought to herself, she would feel uncomfortable going and sitting next to the girl. Maybe she could sit opposite the girl? That had a good view of the room, and it was next to the heater. Yes, that would be a good idea, she thought to herself.

Davina slowly walked over to the table the girl was sitting at and took the seat opposite her. She forgot to introduce herself, she just straight away got out her books from her bag. It was after she had done this when she realised she probably should have introduced herself.
"Hi, I'm Davina," she simply said, smiling at the girl. It was about all she could do, really. She was no good at starting conversations, she relied on other people to start them most of the time.

Jazz entered the study hall. He hadn't been in this room in a pretty long time. But he did have an essay to work on. The library just didn't seem like the place he wanted to be. So here he was in the study hall.

As he walked in he did something that he always did when he entered a room. He scanned it. Of course he saw Davina with her nose crammed in a book. Did that girl ever have a life? He never saw her without a book crammed in her hands.

Slowly he walked toward an empty table. At least here he could strech out and work. As he sat down he took his potions books out of his bag. He was really not into an essay mood. He tried to think of soemthing to write but nothing was coming to him. He looked up and thats when he saw her.

Jazz didn't know if it was the same girl or not. But it sure looked like her. He didn't want to frighten her so he remained seated. Somehow he was going to have to talk to her. But he had no idea how. Where was Zoe when you really needed her?

Sarah smiled at the girl taht just talked to her. " Hey I am sarah." She said gently and then she noticed Jasper come into the room. The air caught in her thoart. She was shocked. " here you can have your seat back." She said grabbing her stuff and moving to a two tables away from jasper. She pulled out her Essay again and continued to work on it. She put her hair as a barrier to the world. She was so nervous.

Jazz watched the girl move like she was suddenly very frightened. He had no idea what happened. He looked around the room to see what had spooked her. But as far as he could see there was nothing around. What was up with this girl.

"Do you essay." Jazz muttered to himself. He looked back down at his paper. He slowly started writing his essay. After about fifteen minutes of writing he stopped and read his essay. He had wrote almost an entire page. But as he read it back to himself he was shocked to find that nothing on the paper in his hand had anything to do with potions. It was the girl that sat a few tables away from him. What was he going to do?

Sarah looked down at her essay and smiled to herself. She almost completely down with it. Which was nice. She was happy. She loooked good today. She was wearing tight jeans that showed off her butt and s shirt that jut said Hollister on it and it was ice blue and flip flops. She smiled. She was happy. She really was. She gave a small laugh. She felt good. Se took a drink of her water ut her water bottle. She brushed her hair off of her shoulders. her perfume that was in her hair swirled around her a aura.


((started a thread for Sarah and jasper in the Lake, if you want to post in it))

Perfume filled the room. Jazz couldn't help himself he looked up. Sure enough that same mystery girl was still seated a couple of tables away. She had not bolted for it yet. So what does that mean. Do I go talk to her or not. Jazz asked himself. He was really confused.

Instead he decided to sit back and watch her for a few minutes. Maybe then he could make up his mind. She did look very lovely. Blue. That was a very nice color on her. He loved her choice of shoes also. Flip-flops. He loved those things. Then he could see her feet. Jazz never did understand why but he loved feet.

((I responded there also)