Summer wasn't quite sure what to talk to Enoch about but she was determined to spend at least some time with all of her teammates. Quidditch was the obvious choice and yet she wasn't willing to fall back on that topic just yet. If he wanted to talk to her at all, she was still secretely waiting...
Summer wasn't quite sure what sort of person Enoch was, but his respond told her there might be a reason they hadn't spoken much before. Perhaps he wasn't a super sociable person in the first place. She nodded when he told her no but moved to shaking her head when he returned the question to...
Summer loved the yule ball, perhaps even more than she did any of the other school parties. She had decided on a bit of a darker dress this year, almost opting to take a white one with her but remembering the decorations had been snowy last year. And she wasn't going to do anything that made her...
Summer had been enjoying her time on the team as alternate. She loved being able to practice and play with the team but not having them rely on her all of the time. Plus, being on the bench was a fun way to watch the game. Unless the beaters were terrible at their job like they had been last...
Summer could hardly imagine anyone not willing to attend the school's dances, not when she herself was already itching to get inside so she could show off her dress. She'd happily take any opportunity she got to dress up and show off. Oskar's words surprised her though and she tried her best not...
Summer lifted the bottom of her dress up from the ground just enough to make sure she wouldn't accidentally trip on it. Now that would be embarassing. She squinted her eyes to see where Oskar had gone before he suddenly appeared in her field of vision again, only to sit back down when he noticed...
Summer had decided. She loved Valentine's day. Even if she was still young and the whole 'love' aspect of the day felt a little out of her reach she had been thoroughly enjoying herself throughout the day. Sure, delivering roses had been far more tiring than she had expected and she had realised...
Summer laughed when Elise mentioned something about shouting people's names. It was something she had heard multiple other students do and she had considered it for a minute, but straining her voice had not seemed like the way to go. "Oh no, I don't think shouting's quite my style." She smiled...
Summer had been a little too distracted by another delivery happening down the hallway to realise Elise was reading her note and it looked like she was lingering. She turned her head back to her classmate when she asked her a question though, offering her a friendly smile. "Yeah, just a few...
Summer was starting to get a little impatient when none of the students that stepped out of the common room were either of the people she was looking for. Perhaps the student she had asked to go and take a look hadn't actually done so. Or maybe neither Dahlia nor Milo were inside and they just...
Summer was about to reach into her own basket for the flower she was supposed to deliver to Briony when the other girl did the same. "Well that must be it," She smiled sweetly, "Because I've got a rose to deliver to you as well." She added before looking down to find the rose with Briony's name...
Even if she hadn't wanted to butcher the older girl's name Summer wasn't really keen on a lecture about how to properly pronounce it either. She was sure she'd have forgotten it within a couple minutes if the prefect turned out to be uninteresting after all. Still, she kept the smile painted on...
Summer took a few quick steps in Penelope's way when she had managed to get her attention. She liked delivering roses, but was also starting to be a little done with having to search high and low for some people. If there was one thing she had learned today it was that she'd much rather be...
Summer had expected a little more enthusiasm from Elise when she told her about her delivery. Then again, the other girl had always seemed a little odd. Sweet. But odd. "I mean I sure hope it is." She giggled while she held one of the yellow roses out towards her, making sure it was the one that...
Summer was more than surprised when the girl offered her a red rose, yet tried her best to hide it. She hadn't expected any red ones. Yellow roses? Sure, she had hoped for that. A pink one might be a nice surprise. But a red one? That she hadn't been prepared for. She tried to open the note as...
This site uses cookies to help personalise content, tailor your experience and to keep you logged in if you register.
By continuing to use this site, you are consenting to our use of cookies.