Jake Simpson
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It was just another day for the thirteen year old; he went to his classes and didn't pay much, if any attention at all to what the professors were saying. Besides the boring daily drone of enduring education, Jacob Simpson did have a positive outlook on life, the name calling from his peers had almost stopped and small flashes of confidence could be seen within his sleep deprived eyes. His nightmares were becoming lesser, enabling the third year to get an ounce more sleep than earlier in the year. Things were finally looking up for Jake; it was just a pity it had to take so long. The Slytherin walked out to the lakefront, a typical smirk gracing his pale features. The teen hadn't any idea of what he was going to get up to on this afternoon, but he did know that one way or another he was going to have an afternoon nap. His friend Georgiana had suggested it a short while ago, and since Jake couldn't get enough peace and quiet in his dorm, he chose another venue.
Jake strolled along the edge of the lake, a spring in his step and a sparkle in his eyes as he gazed out into the distance. This would be a classic time for the young Jacob William Simpson to ponder his thoughts and clear his head. However, the Slytherin didn't want to be accepted into the cliche that was adolescence. The main reason Jake had ventured outside today was to take an afternoon nap, and after a decent amount of walking to ensure he was away from his fellow students, the third year sat in front of an old tree. He leant back against it, and felt the sun tickle his light skin. Jake closed his fatigued eyes and let his mind fade into a dream state. This was relaxation, something Jake had not experienced in a while, and the thirteen year old wasn't going to let that go just yet.
Jake strolled along the edge of the lake, a spring in his step and a sparkle in his eyes as he gazed out into the distance. This would be a classic time for the young Jacob William Simpson to ponder his thoughts and clear his head. However, the Slytherin didn't want to be accepted into the cliche that was adolescence. The main reason Jake had ventured outside today was to take an afternoon nap, and after a decent amount of walking to ensure he was away from his fellow students, the third year sat in front of an old tree. He leant back against it, and felt the sun tickle his light skin. Jake closed his fatigued eyes and let his mind fade into a dream state. This was relaxation, something Jake had not experienced in a while, and the thirteen year old wasn't going to let that go just yet.