Lucas Chase
Disowned / Werewolf / Magical Creatures Regulation
- Messages
- 132
- OOC First Name
- Kaitlyn
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- It's Complicated
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Curly 14" Unyielding Acacia Wand with Dragon Heartstring Core
- Age
- 4/2025
Lucas Xavier Chase made his way through the corridors that managed to twist and turn, show secrets and reveal interesting things. Yet, did this Ravenclaw bother with any of those things? No. Lucas hated this school with a passion, and he was not about to change his mind. His brother once graduated from this school as a Head Boy in Slytherin, and received the prefect title as well. Lucas felt determined to be different from his siblings. He could never become like them. Victoria seemed like she was one of the popular girls, and in terms of popularity, Lucas was not in his sister's league. That was the good thing. He didn't want to be in the same league as she was. He didn't want that type of attention drawn to him. It would have made him feel like he wanted to fit into this school, and Merlin knew that he didn't want to do that. No, the image of him hating the school would remain for years to come. Perhaps that could be the image he settled for all time.
The Ravenclaw continued to move through the corridors until someone dropped their books. Lucas snickered and tried to step over the first year, and tripped over their humongous feet. Lucas faceplanted and tasted the floor. Spitting as he groaned, Lucas muttered, "I hate this blasted school!" He picked up his own belongings before he let out a soft sigh of defeat. Perhaps, that was karma. He laughed at someone that tripped and then he managed to kiss the floor. This had to be the worst day of his life. No. Every day was the worst day of his life. Ever since starting this damned school.
The Ravenclaw continued to move through the corridors until someone dropped their books. Lucas snickered and tried to step over the first year, and tripped over their humongous feet. Lucas faceplanted and tasted the floor. Spitting as he groaned, Lucas muttered, "I hate this blasted school!" He picked up his own belongings before he let out a soft sigh of defeat. Perhaps, that was karma. He laughed at someone that tripped and then he managed to kiss the floor. This had to be the worst day of his life. No. Every day was the worst day of his life. Ever since starting this damned school.