Recent content by Angelica Schuster

((lol, well hey, it's entertaining.. i just don't know when to post :huh: lol oh, and caysi, you actually typed my name, when i'm guessing it was supposed to be Crystals, considering i didn't say anything, and she did :D))

Angelica watched as Blake saved her from getting hit by a bludger, but didn't acknowledge him for it. As Sam got hit by the bludger, Angelica couldn't help but sniker to herself under her breath, before she darted off to her left where Sam had thrown the quaffle, catching it and making a great...

"My name is Angelica Schuster, I'm 11 years old, my favorite sports are Quidditch, Hockey, Netball, and Soccer, and something interesting about myself would be that I love chocolate," she laughed, not knowing what other interesting thing there was about her.

Angelica chucked the quaffle at Sam, then flew upwards to guard the posts, wondering what Sam would do next. She began circling the three posts in a defensive mode, completely oblivious to the bludger that was now coming straight for her.

"Anyway," Angelica said getting up. "It's been fun but I'm affraid I have to go," she added in a slightly sarcastic tone, checking her wrist watch for the time. "Frances, Blake," she said nodding at the two, before turning to make her way up to th castle. She wanted to talk to Patrick, and...

As Crystal flew towards her with the quaffle, Angelica let go of how she was curently feeling and balanced herself carefully on the broom. Raising her hands into a defensive position, she waited for Crystal to take the shot. As the quaffle came forward, Angelica darted off into its direction...

"Hey," Angelica managed, clenching her grasp on the broom handle, kicking her feet furiously as they dangled below.

"Alright," Angelica said. Mounting her broom, she kicked off into the air and flew over to the goal posts, hovering in front of them.

"It's a long story," she grunted, not wanting to explain incase she took in out on anybody else. "Anyway, where do you want me?" she asked, trying to fake a smile, which clearly was not showing.

Angelica stepped onto the pitch, her borrowed broom in one hand, and with her face fixed in an angry expression. She walked over to the captain to let her know she was there.

"Yeah, we were dating," Angelica said turning her gaze down to her lap.

Angelica heard Frances call out, she looked over in her direction just in time to catch a bludger soaring her way. Swerving just in time to dodge it she narrowed her eyes at Sam who chose to, at that moment, take a cheap shot which she reluctantly missed. She watched it soar through the hoop...

Angelica glared after Blake as he sped off, she quickly mounted her broom and took off into the sky, rounding near the goal posts, she positioned herself in her normal defense mode. "SAM!" she called over, "WANA STIRKE SOME GOALS!?"

"Blake," Angelica said with a curt nod. Turning her gaze to Frances, she watched as she went for another bludger, rolling her eyes and laughing a little. "Anyway, what brings you here?" she asked Blake, clearly still annoyed at him.

Angelica sighed deeply to herself at Frances' comment about Patrick, "Yeah..." Turning her gaze over to Blake as Frances continued talking, she answered the awkward question, not wanting to go deep into the topic. "Long story," she said narrowing her eyebrows at Blake. "Anyway, it doesn't matter...