A Reading Buddy? Cool!

[Hanna Mitchelle Freecss]

Hanna Mitchelle Freecss was tired of laying in her bed. She had spent her vacation within the castle, within the common room and within her dormitory and so she had realized that she had been getting sick of the same scenery each and everyday. She pretty much appreciated the company of books in the course of several weeks since they were her only companions seeing as finding her brother seemed like an almost impossible task to accomplish. Mitch knew that Killua was just lurking about the castle, probably in the dungeons, but she would often fail to find him and even get lost in the dungeons every once in a while. So, this time, she had decided that she would think about solving her problem alone for a while. And she was only worrying about one thing. Her betrothal. It had constantly been on her mind for a time. She really didn't want to marry! She was young and she wanted to enjoy her own life! Not be decided for her by her parents! She already had her eleven years pretty much decided by her parents and she didn't want any more of that. She wanted to be free.

Shaking thoughts out of her head, Mitch decided that it would probably be the best for her if she were to read a book outdoors. She seldom did it after all. And so, the young girl had put on clothes that she deemed suitable for the spring season before grabbing a random book and heading down to the Great Lawn. Mitch did not dislike the outdoors, she simply did not go out too much. But when she did, she extremely appreciated what nature had to offer. Especially during spring. Everything was a luscious green and the flowers bloomed, the wind wasn't too harsh either unlike during the winter. Deciding that under the shade of the tree was the best place to be, she looked for a tree that had no one under it. She wasn't much of a socializer either and so, she sometimes had the tendency to try to be alone. And seeing as there was only one tree within the lawn that was still vacant because of the many students outside the castle, enjoying their free time, she took her chance and took a comfortable seat under the shade. It was very comfortable in the Hufflepuff's opinion. And when she was all prepared and comfortable, she opened her book and begun to read, pretty much appreciating nature and the silence it provided to calm her nerves down today.

 

[Tybalt Archer]

The studying was long and boring, and it was only the first week. Tybalt Archer split his time between the library, the quidditch pitch and his bed. It was proving to be a system that wasn't entirely satisfying. He loved being able to enjoy the things that life had to offer, but exams, and the pressure they were putting on him, weren't exactly good. They were annoying, and he just wanted a day to just lie on the grass in the sun. Which was why, on that day, Tybalt had in a sense snapped. From within his large piles of books, he pulled out on, which was educational, but it wasn't one he was actually suppose to be reading. He wasn't sure it was actually that relevant to any of his courses, but it also meant that it didn't look like it was completely unreasonably for the courses he studied. So that was the advantage of it. It was most just a book that the Gryffindor teen had stumbled upon and decided that he wanted to read. So, having taken that book out from the bottom of the pile, the teen quickly got dressed. Choosing some casual clothes, since all he was doing was reading, and that didn't require much more than what he would wear on any other normal day. He made sure, however that all the clothes he was putting on were clean. After this, the boy decided that he needed to at least still take a few books with which he could studywith, though he really had no intention of doing any studying. It was just the pretense. Having decided that he had everything that he needed, and a little more than what he'd though he'd take, the teen grabbed his glasses, and his shoes and just headed out the door. Making his way through the school, and smiling brightly. It was a good day outside, and he was finally taking some time to enjoy himself in something other than quidditch. Which was the other thing that he did a lot of. Lots of training. They did have a game coming up, so this was just a day for him.

Finally heading out on to the lawn, the boy just stopped. Taking a deep breath and breathing out slowly. Enjoying the fresh air. He wandered slowly towards the the gardens. He just moved slowly through, enjoying the light, and weak winter sunshine, and the cool air. Enjoying the fact that this was just thing he needed to just calm, and de-stress. He was just happy to be there and to be able to enjoy it. The boy noticed a little bit, where a tree stood tall providing some shade, and a little bit of flat ground that would be good to sit on, and so with a slight skip in his step the boy made his way over. He was just content. Sitting down on the grass. The boy placed the bag beside him, and let himself take in the sight around him. He just enjoyed it, enjoyed the quiet, people just didn't come outside often enough. Even though, Tybalt's condition made it hard for him to really see in bright sun light, and he realised that unlike most others he couldn't truly enjoy the gardens, or the lawn. But, this didn't stop him attempting to enjoy it. The boy slipped on his glasses, and from within his bag pulled out the book he wanted to read. He lay himself down on the grass and held the book up above his head, to block out the sunlight so that he could see the pages. He wasn't too comfortable, but that didn't matter. He could see better like this, than he could in any other way. However, as he began reading he realised that his arms weren't really happy with this kind of treatment, and as he attempted to turn a page, the book fell from his hands, and he some how in attempting to catch it, sent it in the direction of the tree's shade. He sat up and noticed it was near a girl who was also reading. He stood up and headed to get his book. "Sorry" He said, "That didn't hit you did it?" He asked with a friendly, and apologetic smile.
​

 

[Hanna Mitchelle Freecss]

Hanna Mitchelle Freecss quite liked the book she was reading. She had been becoming to engrossed with the book until she had failed to realize that she wasn't reading anymore. Mitch had already begun to imagine what it would be like to be the main character of the story. What it would be like to compete with other girls to be a princess? What would it be like to become torn between two guys? She thought to herself as she stared into blankness wondering what it must feel like. She thought that it would seriously be better in comparison to her situation right now. At least the character had a choice in whom she could be with. Mitch had none. It had been decided. Pronto. That was it. She was to marry a guy she knew not. Though she was very, very, very sure that that was not she wanted for her life. The life that her parents chose for her would be full of violence she knew, for that was the path the Freecss chose before she or Kil was even born. But unlike her, Killua was already escaping the grasp of the family, but she was still rooted there, unbeknownst to her what she should do to escape. All Mitch wanted for now was a peaceful life where she could be free from the family that would never turn their backs from violence.

Hanna's thoughts were suddenly stopped, thrown out the window and forgotten when she felt a sudden impact on her head. It was not too hard nor painful, just enough to snap her out of her trance. Or at least that's what she thought. She just decided to black out the pain if it was even there in the first place. The young girl picked up the book that had now landed beside her when a boy had suddenly spoken. The Hufflepuff's gaze averted from the book to the source of the voice. Mitch recognized the boy as she tried to put a finger on his name. He was older than her that was for sure considering that she didn't see him in any of his classes and he didn't look any younger than her. It was only after a few moments that he recognized him as the Club Academia president. "It's fine, really," the Hufflepuff smiled back as she held out his book in her hand. She didn't mind being hit really, as long as it didn't actually hurt or cause any major damage, which it didn't. "You're Tybalt, right? I'm Mitch," she said just to be polite and in case he didn't know her. After all, in her own point of view, it would be really, really, really awkward if they did not know each other or if no one dared to introduced himself or herself after what had just transpired minutes ago.

 

[Tybalt Archer]

Tybalt had not seen the book actually hit the girl, but he had really hoped that it hadn't hit her. Honestly he wasn't quite sure how he had managed it with the book. It had happened so fast he'd had barely any time to comprehend what had actually happened. He was pleased that the girl at least didn't seem to frustrated by the fact he had essentially, however accidental thrown his book at this girl, who seemed just a bit young that he was. He smiled warmly at her, as she told him that it was alright. it was as she said this, that he was sure he recognised her. Ty did a lot of extra curricular, his work as the president of the club was just one of the many ways in which he was doing stuff in the school. This meant that at times, he just remembered people. Or well their faces and he didn't always actually know who they were. Though something in the back of his mind told him that he should know this girl a little more than he thought he did. It was just that she really did appear familiar to him. But, in the sort of way that he was sure he'd probably been in the same place with her on a number of occasions. He smiled brightly when she said his name, nodding as she spoke. Then was glad when she introduced herself. It took him a few moments but he was able to fairly quickly figure out who she actually was. The club academia. Tybalt was fairly busy with the club, and he worked very hard with it. Wanting to show those that had picked him to do it, that he was the right choice. He didn't know her all that well, just in passing, but it was good to finally meet her.

"Yeah, most just call me Ty" He replied brightly, taking the book, and then sat down in front of the girl. he wasn't sure if this was the right thing to do, but he felt like it would be a good way to get to know someone who clearly knew him just that little bit more than he knew them. "It's good to meet you Mitch. You're a member of Club Academia, right?" he asked her wanting to make sure that was actually where he knew her from, and not just from being part of the yearbook. "I'm generally pretty good with faces and stuff, but it can be hard to keep track of names. You're a fourth year right? Hufflepuff, if I remember correctly" He hoped that was right, He was sure that she was a fourth year, and also he was pretty sure, that since he'd never seen her in any of classes that she wasn't a fifth year, and she didn't look young enough to be a third year. He hoped he wasn't wrong about it. Tybalt put his book to the side, and ran a hand quickly through his hair, "How do you like Club Academia?" He asked her jokingly, he would respect her if she said that she didn't like it, but it was meant as a joke, and he thought it might be a good way to just break the ice with the girl. "It's really professionally run I find. The president is definitely good at his job." He continued, knowing that soon he could get back to his reading, it just seemed sort of right to get to know Mitch a little better, and talk to her, considering he'd thrown his book at her.
​

I apologise about how bad this is. Others will hopefully be better