Michael DiCaprio
April 12, 2018 3:27 PM
Feeling homesick... by Michael DiCaprio
Apparently there was some crazy sickness going on around Sonora, which Mikey had been lucky enough not to catch. After they made the announcement and sent letters home, his parents had been furious that he wouldn't be joining them for Christmas. It was the biggest holiday of the whole year! He would be missing out on presents and the best food and family time. It always snowed super early in Denver, and while he was okay missing that, not being able to see the snowy mountains or skate on the frozen lakes for the first time in his life was heartbreaking.He had been a little bit homesick before, but knowing he would be returning home had kept him going. Now, with no classes to distract him, the homesickness was almost overwhelming.
Mikey was also nervous about being quarantined with a bunch of sick students. If he hadn't caught it yet, he doubted he could last much longer. Unless he had some kind of immunity, having taken so many vitamins growing up.
Being stuck like this when he wasn't even sick was unfair. Mikey just wanted to go home, but at the same time he didn't want to tell anyone in case he looked like a sissy. He didn't want to look like a sissy. He stared into his cereal, not feeling very hungry, his head leaning against his hand. It was hard been a first year and he hated being alone. At least at home he was always surrounded by somebody he was close to, but here it was different. He didn't feel like he'd made any close friends yet, and even talking to his roommate was weird cause he didn't know whether Beau liked him or not. Mikey hated feeling solitary, but being homesick, afraid, and sad was a lot to process.
Mikey sighed into his cereal. He imagined what their Christmas tree would look like this year and if his dad would take off a week of work to spend winter break with them. Usually they went to California for Christmas to visit his nonna and the other DiCaprios, but he would be missing it. It was tradition, and he already missed the rush of L.A. It felt wrong to be somewhere else.
Someone sat across from him and Mikey looked up despondently. "Hi," he said. Even though he probably looked miserable, he already he felt a little better being near somebody else. "This sucks, doesn't it? What would you be doing if you were at home right now?"
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Jasmine Delachene
April 17, 2018 10:57 AM
And now you can be otherwise sick, because I’m infected by Jasmine Delachene
Jasmine did not want to be here over midterm. Peyton was a good friend and roommate, and Tatiana was an interesting person with excellent taste, but neither was a good substitute for her mom. Neither was snow, as strange and intriguing as it was to the Southern California girl, a good replacement for her horses, which she missed almost as much as her family. Uncle Daniel was stuck here, too, but honestly, of everyone she was related to and if she could only pick one, Daniel probably would have been her last choice for someone to spend the holidays with. She kind of half expected him to give her extra DADA homework instead of presents because ‘knowledge is the greatest gift.’She supposed he was better than nobody though. Probably. He used to be fun, before he became her teacher. Maybe being the only family around over the holidays would remind him she was his niece as well as his student? Unlikely, but possible.
So it was with dour homesickness that she made her way down to the Cascade Hall for breakfast. She looked around and spotted the first year, Mikey, who had liked her dancing flower in Charms, looking nearly as miserable as she felt, so she went and sat down across from him, not quite sure she if she intended to share miseries or try to cheer him up.
He was apparently into sharing miseries. Jasmine was fine with that. “It does,” she agreed wholeheartedly on this quarantine’s suckiness.
“If I was home, I’d be hugging my horses right now,” she answered, sounding heartbroken that she was being prevented from doing that. “I miss them so much all year and midterm is the only - oh my God!”
She startled up to her feet, shocked, as the sparkly pink clutch she just put down on the floor next to her chair suddenly grew and transformed into a huge winged abraxon the size of a small elephant, who incidentally looked just like Flossie, her favorite horse back at the ranch. She wasn’t actually Flossie, she was actually a transfigured inanimate purse, but Jasmine threw her arms as far around the thick neck as they could reach and hugged the facsimile tightly with tears in her eyes. The winged horse didn’t seem to mind the hug or the cramped quarters it found itself in and nuzzled her back.
“Mikey,” she beamed at him, “this is Flossie, or at least a magical copy of her.” Jasmine could note minor differences, aside from the fact that the real Flossie couldn’t be here, mostly in the form of small imperfections and flaws that the real horse had that this one didn’t, but right now she didn’t really care about any of that. Whatever inexplicable magic made it possible for her to give Flossie a hug this morning, when she needed one so much, she was all for it. “If I were home, I’d be petting her, and grooming her, and flying her over our ranch.”
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Mikey
April 18, 2018 10:52 PM
Rats... worth it though by Mikey
The fact that it was Jasmine that decided to talk to him was pretty cool and would've made Mikey feel better if he wasn't so homesick. He didn't have any pets to miss, just family, so he couldn't relate with her talk about horses.When her bag turned into a winged horse, Mikey's eyes grew wide and his jaw dropped.
"What the heck?" came out of his mouth without thinking, he was so surprised. Maybe if they wished hard enough, things actually came true? That could be part of the whole magical sickness thing, but it probably wouldn't have created something this big. How did it even fit right there next to her? Maybe if he wished hard enough for his family, a fake family would sprout up out of nowhere, but he highly doubted it. It wouldn't be the same, anyway, because unlike horses he'd expect his fake family to talk to him, and that wouldn't work out too well.
At least seeing her fake horse made Jasmine so happy she was almost crying. She must've missed her a lot. Mikey didn't know exactly what to say to a fake winged horse, but he smiled. "It even acts like a winged horse," he replied. He leaned over to touch it, curious. The material didn't feel exactly like a horse, but it definitely moved and behaved like one. "It must be super cool to have a winged horse and live on a ranch," he said, putting his hand a little more boldly on its neck. "We live in the city so there's no way we'd be able to have one and hide it from Muggles.
"How'd that even happen?" Mikey was really curious about what had caused this sudden transfiguration, more so than Jasmine's current delight. It helped distract him from everything else. "Maybe your bag is magical and knew you needed to hug her." He didn't know if those things existed, but it definitely seemed like a possibility right now.
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