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Post by ALESSANDRA BROOKE RAYS on Jun 8, 2009 23:39:16 GMT 1
Alessandra was in London for a few days because well school started in a week. She wanted to look some want decent. She was happy because shopping was one of the favorite things to do, and she had sugar this morning in a Peppermint Mocha Latte from a Muggle Coffee shop called Starbucks. She was stilling drinking it but she was getting more and more caffeine in her system which made her more hyper than she already was. She was happy. She had a few shopping bags on her arm at the moment. She got money from her Grandparents every week before school started to go 'school" shopping but she spent it on other clothes anyways.
Alessandra wa wearing a pretty cute outfit today, and she was happy and nothing was better than a happy girl. She had a smile on her face and she was looking cute, and she was enjoying herself and best of all she was alone. So just in case someone caught her eyes in some way. she was extremely enjoying this a little to much.
Alessandra finished her coffee and threw the cup in the trash. She was looking at all the shops and being a total girl right now. She had her hair in a ponytail so she could see stuff better than it was down and hanging in her face. She sighed. She already spent on 1/5 of the money her grandparents gave her for shopping. She sighed and spotted a bench and sat down and watched people.
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Post by septimus on Jun 9, 2009 0:20:34 GMT 1
 septimusryanedwards
,only two things could rip septimus out of the wizarding world and into the shopping center of greater london, coffee and clothes, and on this particular day he was having a shortage of both of them. it seemed that with the cold september weather coming in, septimus found himself quite cold and at a loss for winter clothes. he set it out making a mission of finding new hoodies and long sleeves shirts. it was a mission due to the fact that tim absolutely hated shopping for clothes and preferred to get it done as quickly as possible.
,within an hour and a half, septimus had bought three hoodies, a rain jacket, and two shirts. he had an odd sense of pride in how fast he had successful bought the items. his next mission was coffee. he headed down towards starbucks, a lame mainstream coffee joint but it was close. the starbucks was within site when tim's cell phone began to ring. he reached to grab it out of his jeans but was weighed down and tangled up in jeans. he search around quickly looking for somewhere to set his things while he talked on the phone but could only find a semi-occupied bench. septimus went for it.
,the girl on it looked bored and lonely, like she was waiting for someone, but generally didn't care when tim sat there. he sat down beside her, unloaded all his things, and dug his phone out of his jeans. septimus had not got to the phone in time but when he looked at the caller i.d. he was glad he hadn't. the caller i.d stated a number he found quite familiar, his sisters. she had been calling for one reason or another almost obsessively. he ignored each call.
,after septimus deleted her message without listening to it, he looked as stressed and worn down as could be. he looked to the girl next to him and who had the same expression as the moment before. like she was just waiting for someone, lingering. "are you waiting for someone? because i could surely get out of your way here." tim had his polite charm to him and never wanted to inconvenience anyone, especially a pretty girl like her.
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Post by ALESSANDRA BROOKE RAYS on Jun 9, 2009 0:40:22 GMT 1
Alessandra turned and faced the boy that just talked to her. She shook her head no. " No. I am not waiting for anything or anyone. Just sitting." She said softly.Her voice soft and polite and not rude at all. She was being Alessandra. Just Alessandra Brooke Rays. She looked at the boy. He was quite handsome. She saw he had shopping with him also, just like she had. She was just happy, but extremely bored and out of her mind a little bit. She sighed, it was deep heavy sigh.
Alessandra pulled her phone out of her hoodie. She was wearing a muggle brand called Aeropostale hoodie. She was looked at it. Zero Phone calls and zero text messages. She sighed and put her phone back into her pocket. She looked down at her finger. Her nails were painted with black and had red tips on them. She looked back over at the guy. He was cute but someone she would never date at all.
Alessandra decided she better introduce herself. " Hey I am Alessandra Rays." She said turning to the guy. Her voice w soft of soft, but dull, dull and mono tone. She was bored all of a sudden. She didn't know what to do. She looked at the guy. Yup someone she would never date.
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Post by septimus on Jun 9, 2009 0:56:15 GMT 1
septimusryanedwards
,so he had been wrong about his inital idea on her reason for sitting on the bench. she girl had simply nothing better to do. she was happy and watching the people walk by must amuse her. septimus looked towards her and saw her doing just that, watching people. he found himself doing the same thing in just a few short moments. it was slightly amusing but boring, he was the kind of person to normally be on the move. tim watched the people walk by and wondered there stories. his mind wandered back to the girl and wondered her story.
,tim was a quite personable guy so he was going to start a conversation. to try and find out her story when she just randomly introduced herself and it clicked. septimus already somewhat knew he story. this girl, who he assumed was a muggle due to her outfit and style, actually was a hogwart student. the girl was just a few years younger than him. when septimus was in school, his best friend had been a puff and a very talkitive one who would practically give him the life story on everyone. he looked to the girl trying to remember her story but definitely knew her name.
,he did not want to risk talking about hogwarts if she indeed was a muggle so he tried to make the question as simple as possible, something he could write off if she had no idea what she was talking about. "hi. i'm septimus edwards, you can call me tim," tim extended his bony hand for her to take before continuing, "you are a puff, aren't you?" he said in almost a whisper.
,just a moment later, septimus' phone went off. a popular american muggle song "kiss me through the phone" began to play. he quickly looked at the phone, saw the number as mary-jane's, and shut it off. "sorry about that. my sister is a nag."
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Post by ALESSANDRA BROOKE RAYS on Jun 9, 2009 23:24:25 GMT 1
She looked at him, shocked. How did he know she went to Hogwarts. She was looked at him, up and down . " yes, I am in Hufflepuff, Why?" She said keeping her voice low and in a mono tone. She was sure about this guy at all. She looked at him and she wasn't sure at all. He could be a death eater for all we know. She sighed and looked down. " Nice to met you, Tim" She said smiling. She was getting her energy back she didn't have a few moments ago.
She laughed about his sister being a nag. "I know how it feels. I have three older Siblings." She said laughing nervously. She was from a large family and she liked it alot. She was happy. She wasn't sure what else to do. She loved her family but some times they would be annoying, at all times they were annoying her, for thank heavens she didn't have any younger siblings.
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Post by septimus on Jun 12, 2009 0:41:45 GMT 1
septimusryanedwards
,the girl got obviously defensive as soon as tim asked her if she was a puff but he understood. he could be anyone and for someone to randomly know who you were could be extremely scary. "i remember you from when i was still hogwarts. my best friend was a hufflepuff, a pretty chatty one, and she talked about anything she could. i got the life story of pretty much everyone she knew." tim laughed remembering his friend monica. she was always pretty crazy.
, he opened up his slider phone again and made sure it was completely shut off, not just set on silent. the voicemail system would give mary-jane the opportunity to talk. septimus could decide lately if he wanted to listen or not. septimus had never known what it was like to have older or younger siblings. he just had mj. well, technically mj is older than me, five minutes older. we're twins.
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