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Post by bellaadams on Nov 19, 2008 22:12:54 GMT -5
[/b] Isabelle mumbled under her breathe as she saw a certain someone, whom she really didn't want to see come into the courtyard. It was her darling brother Mark, who she was sure would notice her any moment now. Well her whole five seconds of peaceful boredom were fun while they lasted. Bella pulled out a book from her bag, 'The Hunger Games' by Suzanne Collins, a muggle book she had read a near seven times now. Even if she had never really had any exposure to the muggle world, she liked muggle literature. Hoping that Mark would bother her if she was reading, Isabelle opened the book to the page that a torn piece of parchment held, she didn't dog-ear pages, not ever. Bella turned the page, playing with a curl of her long, dark brown hair, her mind still concentrating on Mark. [/ul] |
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Post by markadams on Nov 20, 2008 19:47:04 GMT -5
Mark has been in fairly good mood all day long so far today. Classes were easy seeing it was his seventh year and mostly everything was review for the final exams. Yes the teachers were stressing about it this early already. He wished that a final exam was flying. How awesome would that be? Just to fly around and get a grade for it. He would surely pass with flying colors. No pun intended there. And since classes went so well today Mark was out walking around the grounds. Casual clothing with some jeans and some t-shirt. Nothing really that stylish. His hair was of course out of place. This boy could never keep his hair in one place no matter what he tried.
The walk he was on was peaceful. Nobody was around Mark, which was shocked to some. Seeing he loved being the center of attention but a familiar someone caught his sight. His 'oh so perfect sister' as there parents thought and 'the child from hell' to him. Both names were hers yet only one was true. And that would be what Mark thought about his sister. The girl couldn't fool Mark. Pulling the book out as soon as he came into view? If she really was a Slytherin she could have surely pulled of something more sly than that. Mark seeing he had nothing better to do and that Isabella obviously didn't want him near her since she went and read a book, he walked over to her.
"C'mon. A book? Really? Everyone knows Slytherins can't read so why bother trying?" Mark asked his sister a know-it-all smirk on his face. Mark was the brain, Zachy was well the practical jokester and well Isabella was the one who everyone thought was oh so innocent until you talked with her. Sure Mark knew his sister could read but others didn't know that. And really a Slytherin with a book was a strange sight.
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Post by ryan on Nov 20, 2008 20:04:20 GMT -5
Ryan ruffled his hair as he walke dout of his last class of the day.Which was History of Magic,Gah that class was the worst class ever.He always ended up falling asleep in that class.Usually he got a detention for it but he found ways to get out of it.Don't ask,its a Slytherin thing.He just wanted to go do something,he wanted to take his mind off of all the classes and everything else.Ok thats it he need a girl.Yes,he was a man whore and proud of it.
He was wearing his a white,long sleeves botton up shirt and his Slytherin tie which was silver and green.He loosened it because he hated wearing ties so very much.He wore his black pants that he wore everyday,well not everyday.Just in classes,stupid dress code.
He didn't realized that he was making his way to the courtyard.Ryan's brown eyes looked up when he heard people talking.He smirked slightly to himself as he made his way towards the noise.As he got closer he stopped when he saw Mark Adams.Adams,Ryan just hated that stupid Ravenclaw.They never started great the first time they met and now they just hated eachother.
But a smirk appeared on his face when he saw who he was talking to his sister Bella.He had no clue how that happened Adams in Ravenclaw and Bella in Slytherin.Now how does that happen?Bella was probably the only girl in his house he has never slept with yet,but that can change.His smirk grew bigger and he walked up to them,his hands behind his back and he didn't even pay no attention to Adams.Ryan kept his gaze on Bella.He raised an eyebrow at her when he saw a book in her hands,didn't see that everyday.
"I don't think I have slept with you yet." Ryan said,a charming smile to Bella and he sat on the bench next to her.He didn't care if Adams would say anything.This was just way to much fun.
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Post by bellaadams on Nov 20, 2008 20:30:35 GMT -5
[/i]. Don't you think you could do better then that?" [/b]Bella asked closing 'The Hunger Games' forcefully. She shoved it back in her bag, glaring up at Mark. "Besides..." She started, brushing her bangs from her eyes, "You know I read, a hell of a lot faster than you I might add" As a boy she knew as Ryan only from listening to Mark rant on about him, walked over, Isabelle was sure this would be interesting. A smirk came across her naturally pale face when Ryan sat beside her, commenting on their lack of sex. "No, you haven't, but did you ever think that I didn't want to?" Isabelle said, smiling at him. She kept looking at Ryan with lustful eyes, sure to anger Mark, and make Ryan crawl into her hands. " Or maybe I just wanted you to make a first move." she commented, raising an eyebrow.[/ul] |
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Post by markadams on Nov 25, 2008 22:32:52 GMT -5
Oh how much fun sibling rivalry was! But this wasn't just rivalry. This was just a level below hard core hate. Not that Mark wouldn't protect his sister but he would only help if she really needed it. But if she did something stupid Mark would not be there for her. Sure if she couldn't find her way home because she was too damn drunk he would take her home. But there was no way the next morning he was cleaning her up and making sure there parents didn't know she was out drinking. Yet knowing Mark's parents he would get yelled out for not taking better care of her. And that is when Mark wants to yell, 'Well at least I'm not bringing her home from a 25 year olds house!'
And then there was Ryan Camp. Who was above a level of hard core hate. How these two began hating each other was a mystery to Mark but all the same he didn't lost sleep over it at night. If the Slytherin wanted to hate him he had no objection to it. Seeing as this Slytherin he could break in half with one hand. Wasn't much of a threat even with a wand. Mark was still in Ravenclaw and Camp didn't seem like the Dark Arts sort of guy. Mark probably knew more than he did! But that wasn't saying a lot to begin with.
Mark would have said something back to his sister but just Camp talking to his younger sister like that it was a serious beat down in his book. And then his sister talked back in the same language! She was digging an earlier grave for her brother! She seriously was. "Camp," Mark said not letting all his anger show but picked Ryan literally up by the back of his neck like you see in those muggle cartoons. Yes Mark was that much taller and stronger than this weakling. ""you are going to shut your mouth before I decide to rip your tongue out with hot irons." and yes Mark could definitely play the evil villain in fairy tales. Not always the hero.
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Post by ryan on Nov 26, 2008 16:10:28 GMT -5
Ryan smirked right back at Bella.Ok so maybe she was just one of those easy girls,ones that would only care for a one night stand and thats it.No realationships,no dates,just on the lines just touch me.Thats the way Ryan did witrh girls,no holding hands,no telling them I love you or any of those things.There was a few incidents where girls asked him to go out with them.He never was like just no,he needed to explain his rules and sometimes they understood and some of the time they cried.Which Ryan hated when girls cry,so he said yes that he would go on a date with them.
"Always like a girl who takes control." He said with a smirk and his eyes stayed on Bella no matter what.He knew he was pissing off Mark,and him being a Slytherin Ryan knew that probably one of his weaknesses was his sister.But he was caught off guard when he felt Adams pick him up by the shirt and put him up in the air.Are you seriouse?Man handling?Gah,now this was was just pissing Ryan off even more.
He let out a dry laugh at Adams comment."Ha,bite me." Ryan said,eyeing Mark and he squirmed his way out of Adams grasp Ryan said,his wand in his back pocket and he had his hand on it.Just in case Adams wanted wanted to duel he'll do it,Ryan did know his magic and he wasn't afraid to use it.
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Post by bellaadams on Nov 26, 2008 21:53:28 GMT -5
Bella could feel the strong tension between the two boys. Her brother seemed to dislike Ryan even more than he disliked her. God, she never thought she would meet a person that was more hated by her big brother than herself. Of course, she and Mark had a special kind of hatred. Not many people who hated each other could still care about each other like the two of them. It was usually Mark doing the caring with Bella, drunken to a point that was unbelievable for someone her age, saying that she didn't need his help repeatedly until she passed out. Than, Mark would be the one getting yelled at by their parents while Isabelle moaned about the killer headache the screams were worsening.
"That's good, I'm a bit of a control freak." Bella said, twirling with her dark hair again. She didn't take her eyes off of Ryan, half because he was fucking gorgeous, half because it was aggravating her brother.
"Mark!" Isabelle growled, moving back a few inches on the bench as he picked up Ryan by the shirt collar. She wasn't surprised that he could pick him up like that. Mark could and did at times throw her around like she was just a feather, so it came to no shock to her that he could pick guys up lie that. Bella was just surprised that he did.
"Way to act like you're five!" She said, glaring at Mark as Ryan broke from his grasp. Bella stood up, stepping in front of her brother. "I'm Bella by the way." she said to Ryan with a small smile, holding her hand out to him.
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Post by markadams on Nov 30, 2008 16:37:20 GMT -5
Mark could have laughed out loud at Ryan for bring out his wand. Wait he actually did laugh. That was such a cowardly move to bring out your wand. Couldn't anyone fight with their fists anymore? Well Camp surely couldn't. Mark didn't even know how he did anything looking so skinny and more feminine than masculine. Mark's parents always told him never to hit a girl. But they never said anything about a guy looking like a girl. "Do you think that can honestly help you?" Mark asked bring out his wand also and saying the spell so in a few seconds Ryan's wand would be laying by the tree behind them. He wouldn't even be prepared to block the charm seeing Camp was distracted by Isabelle. He than made sure he looked over at his sister knowing Belle wouldn't like this at all. He made sure he would be ready if she decided to try and out wit him.
When Isabelle introduced herself Mark wanted to kill her. Actually lock her in her room and always make her wear a sweater. Or maybe when she is drunker than drunk he will let her go with some 40 year old guy. See how that changes her life. "Ya. Ya. Ya. And Camp Isabelle would happen to be my younger sister. Which in simpler terms means if I catch you near her I'm gonna kill you." and the smirk that went on Mark's face when he said that meant he was serious. Belle didn't know it since she was usually almost passed out by this time but he has fought guys who tried taking her home. So it would not be something knew for Mark to actually fight someone.
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Post by zachy on Dec 4, 2008 20:39:00 GMT -5
Zachy was walking from his classes into the courtyard. He wanted to talk to his brother so they could play a prank on someone or help someone from a tree. Or help their sister. Although that really wasn't on the top of his list of things to do today. He had on his school clothes. Not his robe, just everything else. His tie, which was untied and just sitting around his neck. His white polo shirt, which was quite boring to wear but, the school required it. He wasn't like his sister who enjoyed changing the robes to match her style.
Soon enough he saw Bella, Mark, and some other person. He assumed it was a Slytherin because Mark wouldn't try to beat up just anyone. Zachy was about to play peace maker, but changed his mind. He wanted to join in on the fun. He ran up to his brother. Zachy may not be as strong as Mark, but Zachy had enough muscle. "Hey Mark! Don't start without me? Zachy scowled at his sister and turned back to his brother. "What'd Bella do now?" Zachy always knew, that if Mark was beating someone up, it was because Bella did something. He shook his head in disapproval, even though he knew his sister didn't care.
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