Carillon Arksington
August 31, 2005 10:06 AM
I have a good reason for going <b>POOF!</b> by Carillon Arksington
Outside the Library with his blue eyes alert for anything, Carillon peeked into the room with a lot of trepidation. The whole school was run by girls! Every corner, he turned there was a girl giggling or doing something girly! Who would have known that Sonora was overrun by females? Certainly not his father or his mother or even five sisters. What was he thinking? Going here?Then he remembered, Sonora was the first school that sent him his letter. He didn't even bother reading the others; he just sent a confirmation letter and packed his bags. Groaning mentally, he slid down the wall and held his head in his delicate-looking hands.
He was going to be stuck her for the next six or seven years with a bunch of giggly girls in every corner. He'd go loony! He couldn't take the torture!
What had he done?
He groaned very audibly and sat slumped against the wall. He fisted his hand, raised it and brought it sharply down on the floor with a sound thump! "Numbskull!” he berated himself, grounding out every word with each floor smack. "Nincompoop! Idiot! What were you thinking?"
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Ben Stafford
August 31, 2005 7:59 PM
As do I... I just haven't thought of it yet by Ben Stafford
Ben was sitting in the library, and fairly uncommon place for him to be seen, seeing as his athletic abilities directed his concentration towards more active sorts of things. So, there he was, immersed in- whatelse? A quidditch book. The book, infact, the best one written on his favorite and hometeam, New York City's pro quidditch team. And that was what Ben was doing inside the library (other than it being the entrance to his commonroom), when he heard very clearly from a ways down, "Numbskull!”He sat up straight, and looked around. He heard someone, he knew it. He wasn't imagining things, was he? Then, as if to answer Ben's question, there it was again. The hard, repeated noise that seemed to sound like a body part making forceful contact with the floor, accompanied by another string of self-depricatory remarks."Nincompoop! Idiot! What were you thinking?" He took a another second and noticed that, infact, where he had initially heard the noise, there was a boy slumped over and pounding his fists into the ground.
At first, he wondered what to do. Other boys like himself were rare occurences at Sonora, as he had found out earlier in the year. They had to outnumber them 2-to-1. Ben stood to get a better look at the other guy. He seemed pretty riled up about something, and closing his book, Ben went over to him, leaning casually against the strip of wall.
"So, do you always curse out library floors, or is something really bothering you?" he asked with a laugh, "I'm Ben Stafford, and you are? Sorry if I'm interrupting something, it's just that there aren't many of us guys around here, and I think we should know each other, right?"\n\n
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As do I... I just haven't thought of it yet
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Carillon Arksington
September 01, 2005 8:50 AM
I could give you one.. by Carillon Arksington
Carillon looked up and blinked owlishly at the other boy. and wondered if he was real. Boys were rare in Sonora and this one could just be an illusion. Maybe even a plot that the girls hatched to brainwash other boys to convert to their side of girlyness. He might look effeminate but he wasn't a girl... Okay, he was getting paranoid but the giggles had gotten to him. And not to mention the cooing he heard from the girls in the upper years: "Oooohhh.... You're co cute!.... What's your name?... Pity, he's not our age..."It was enough to drive any healthy eleven year old boy nuts!
Hesitantly, he poked the other boy's shoe. It was solid. Nope, no illusion there.
Scrambling to stand up, he tried to look like he pounded the floors everyday of his life but, expectedly failed. But what did he expect? Pounding the floor was just plain silly.
The black-haired boy shoved his hands into his pockets and nodded, "No kidding. I don't think I've even met my roomates yet and we've been here for months! All I keep seeing are girls, girls and more girls! Giggling and primping like crazy grooming monkeys!" He mentally frowned, Elena's metaphors where rubbing of on him.
He stuck out his hand, "Carillon Arksington. Nice to meet another guy in this school."\n\n
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Carillon Arksington
I could give you one..
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Ben Stafford
September 10, 2005 6:52 PM
Really? by Ben Stafford
A laugh rose in Ben's throat as the other boy proceeded to poke his shoe. It was a bit ridiculous, but he completely understood the other boy's reaction. The scarcity of boys created the shadow of a doubt in one's mind upon meeting one around Sonora. Ben grinned as the other boy scrambled to his feet and greeted him. With a firm shake of the other boy -Carillon's- hand, Ben allowed his to regain it's position, shoved nonchalantly into his pocket."Yeah, I know what you mean," he replied, "My sister, Lexi, is one of them. Although, I don't think she's exactly the giggly self-absorbed type. A bit of a tom-boy, if you ask me. Anyway, she's my twin, and a first year too."
Just with that, all the thoughts of Lexi that he'd been trying to stuff away in the back of his mind all of a sudden flooded him. He had scarcely seen his sister around Sonora since the beginning of the term, and here they were, on the brink of mid-term. Ben felt guilty, but there wasn't much they could do about it- Lex was a Teppenpaw, and Ben was an Aladren. They were destined to see each other only every so often. But the midterm would be good for the both of them, considering that they would be home in New York with their Mother and Father. Ben really was beginning to miss his Father, but would rather die than to reveal that to Lexi. She would never let him forget it.
"So, what house are you from, and why on earth were you hitting the floor? It's not like it did anything to you..." Ben said, grinning. \n\n
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Really?
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Carillon Arksington
September 14, 2005 8:15 AM
Yeah! by Carillon Arksington
"No kidding?" Carillon asked, running his hand through his hair and looked around for anything that suggested female intrusion. He may be a kid but he's not going to be caught unaware by lurking girls. If he hears a giggle, he's going to run away, talking to a boy regardless. "Lucky you. I got 5 older ones who're a nightmare. My sisters are not tomboys."When Ben asked him why he was hitting the floor, Cari - his sisters' nickname for him - froze. How was he going to get around that question without looking like a complete goofball?
"I'm in Pecari. And I was hitting the floor" - What was he going to say? - "because I saw a bug," he said, wondering where he got that bright idea. It was a very obvious lie.
Hastily, he changed the subject. "So you play Quidditch?" he nodded at the book in Ben's hand.\n\n
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Yeah!
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Ben Stafford
September 14, 2005 6:23 PM
Cool, can you give me one? by Ben Stafford
"Lucky you. I got 5 older ones who're a nightmare. My sisters are not tomboys." Carillion said.Ben sighed and nodded sympathetically. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to live with five siblings, let alone five girls. Not that there was anything wrong with having a lot of siblings, or girls, for that matter, he found them quite agreeable, but the thought of having that many people around constantly was a bit daunting to Ben. It was enough for him with their immediate family of five (Ben's Mother, Father, older brother Patrick, Lexi, and himself) running around their Manhattan home, but eight? It was a lot for a guy to handle, so he didn't blame Carillon for being so wary of girls.
When Carillon answered Ben's question, he could tell straight off the bat that he was lying. Something about growing up around his Father and spending every summer in London with his Grandfather taught him to spot someone being untruthful a mile away. This boy, however, was clearly just covering for himself. No matter, Ben thought to himself, I'd much rather talk about Quidditch anyway.
"Right, a bug..." he said in response to Carillon's obvious lie, "Oh, and, yes, I love Quidditch. Actually, that's usually the only reason I spend any time in here... to look up plays, and biographies on the greats and whatnot. This is actually one of my favorites."
He held up the book that had been leaning casually against his side entitled "New York Quidditch: A Sports Dynasty." Ben had read the book nearly a hundred times by now- his father's library at home contained a multitude of other books written on their hometeam as well as Quidditch in general, but this was by far the best out of the collection. Anyone who enjoyed the sport as Ben did would understand the almost insane obsession, but if Carillon didn't, well, he might just think that Ben was just that- insane. \n\n
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Carillon Arksington
September 20, 2005 8:43 AM
They're GIRLS! What more could I say! by Carillon Arksington
Quidditch.As embarassed he was with being caught with an obvious lie, Carillon was even more chagrined to admit that he'd never played Quidditch before much less seen a game. It was probably because his siblings are all female with Elena being no exception. Maybe because his mother was deathly afraid for his "frail bones and delicate stature" or maybe it was his eldest sister, Alice, who said that. Perhaps it was because his father was always away and hadn't had the oppotunity to show him the basics. Although it really doesn't matter what the cause is.
The shockingly important fact was, as side from the name, Carillon didn't know anything about Quidditch. And he wanted very much to find out what the game is about.
"Sweet," Carillon grinned curiously. "I didn't know there were books about Quidditch."\n\n
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They're GIRLS! What more could I say!
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Ben Stafford
October 09, 2005 11:16 AM
Not much, that's for sure... by Ben Stafford
ooc: sorry about the wait!!bic:
"Yeah, they make books about everything it seems," Ben laughed, guesturing about the myriad of bookshelves stuffed full of books. He really never had thought himself a bookish sort, but now that he was at Sonora, Ben was finding more and more that books were extremely helpful in more ways than just quidditch plays and statistics.
He paused for a second, thinking about what Carillon had said. Ben assumed that, because he didn't even know that there were books about it, he didn't know much about quidditch. That struck him as... odd. Unless he's muggleborn, of course... he thought to himself. So Ben decided to ask him a bit about it, just to figure out what his situation was.
"So," he said nonchalantly, flipping through his book, "Which team do you prefer, the Houston Mavericks, or the Washington D.C. Patriots?" \n\n
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Not much, that's for sure...
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Cari
October 16, 2005 1:11 AM
Except that they're girls by Cari
OOC: Nah, it's ok.Cari didn't know a thing about Quidditch. In retrospect, he should have known that the Houston Mavericks and Washington Patriots were Quidditch teams. But sadly, he did not. He thought they were gangs.
Living in a small town in the middle of nowhere Georgia does not a worldly kid make and having 5 older sisters didn't help matters. Washington and Houston were big cities and had big crime rates, he heard. So when Ben mentioned them, puzzled Carillon just assumed they were a menace to society and not Quiddtich teams known all over the country.
Still leaning on the wall, he shrugged, "Don't like either of them."\n\n
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