A break from everything

Josh Baxter

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OOC First Name
Pat
Sexual Orientation
Hetrosexual
Wand
12" Zebrawood and Chimeara Scale
Age
4/2011
Josh breathed in the air of the nearby water as she walked along Brightstone Village. He had begged and pleaded with his parents to let him go to New Zealand for the weekend as he wanted a change of scenery from Hogwarts. Not only did he want to get away from Hogwarts but he wanted to see Jasmin, it hadn’t been that long since the holidays but it was always hard for the two of them to spend time away from each other. Even as babies they would cry if they were separated for too long, it always drove their parents insane but the two twins had a close bond. Taking sometime away from the small family reunion Josh continued to walk around the semi familiar setting that was Brightstone Village, he had only visited here a few times in the years that his older sister Kira had lived here but he didn’t know it all that well having someone with him almost every other time he ventured out by himself. Dropping the football that he had under his arm he started to kick it about a bit, making sure it wouldn’t get too far away from him.
 
Clarice was uncertain what she was to wear for the Halloween feast as she had decided that she indeed wished to go late in the planning so she grabbed her clutch with the little money she did have inside it and left Hogwarts New Zealand for Brightstone Village, in hopes that a costume would pop out of her and would suit the new Clarice Herrington. As she entered the busy village, she instantly wished that she had brought her younger cousin to aid her in shopping for a costume which was original and girly at the same time but she had not so she went alone into the first few stores, only to find that she simply did not have enough until she came to the last store. Not only did she find something that looked good, it fit like a glove.

Pleased with herself, Clara left the store and began to walk around Brightstone Village, only to ever so clumsily trip over something and fall right on her face. "Oww" she groaned loudly, as she rubbed her chin with her hand and stood up, only then seeing what had caused her to fall. A football, something that had once been her friend but then she noted the person to which it belonged and noted how close he had been dribbling it. The ball had seemed to keep her from bumping into he and falling on her butt as she presumed she would have. Her cheeks burning with embarrassment, Clarice chuckled uncomfortably as she pushed herself up and brushed off the dirt from her clothes. "Sorry," she said, before turning to walk away, forgetting her bag and it's contents on the ground.
 
Josh could feel himself getting into a much denser part of the Village and as such he kept the ball as close to him as possible. He knew full well that he should keep the ball under his arm so there was no chance of him hurting anyone but he really wasn’t going to listen to the little amount of common sense that was in his head telling him to be careful. He was a 14 year old boy after all who loved football, if anyone got hurt then it was their own fault for not looking where they were going or what was roaming around the ground. Although when he almost tripped over a girl that had fallen right in front of him he knew that he should have just kept the ball under his arm until he got to the park where he was meeting up with Jasmin.

Josh was about to bend down to help the girl up but as he saw her getting up he opted for picking up his football, bit late for this now though he said to himself, hoping the girl was alright. When the girl apologised Josh shook his head but as he was about to interject and apologise himself as it was technically his fault he saw the girl walk off. Watching her walk away a bit he shrugged and walked on. Looking down on the ground he saw a small bag where the girl had fallen. Figuring it was her bag he ran after her in the direction she had went. Reaching her he tapped her shoulder and said, “Um you dropped this back there.” as he handed the bag over to its owner. “And yeah I’m sorry about back there, that was all my fault.” He added in for good measure.
 

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