Conglomerated Arts Club - First Meeting

[Patricia Styx]

With her binder from Muggle Studies in hand, Patricia made her way down to the Student Club Area. The past few weeks had been hard, to say the least, for this Hufflepuff teen. Every since finding out that Professor Styx was her father during the summer Patricia had been rather cold to a lot of her friends and people in general. But having met Niccy during the last Brightstone Weekend Patricia's mood had changed dramatically. She felt like her old bubbly self again, and with Halloween coming soon she had something to look forward too. Speaking of things to look forward too, today was the first day of the Conglomerated Arts Club and despite having ran the Cooking Club for two years she couldn't help be nervous about today. Not only was the list one of the biggest she had ever seen - for any club - but this wasn't the Cooking Club any more. Due to clever minds of the Heads of the School and the inactivity of certain clubs her little Cooking Club was now joined by the Fashion Research and Design Club, the Drama Club and the WROCK group. Thankfully she wasn't running all these by herself, fellow Hufflepuff and friend Maddiie Hallowarth had resumed her position as Drama Club leader. Fellow 4th Year and good friend - at least Patricia liked to think so - Isabella Chaos had taken up Fashion Research and Design Club leader position again. So every club had their separate leaders - apart from the WROCK group which Hilary Grace seemed unable to run again - hopefully the three would be able to sort something out between them.

Entering the new club area Patricia smiled as she recognised parts of it, each separate club had been practically moved into the new club area so each group would have their familiar surroundings, it was great. Patricia moved to the front of the class room area and set her binder - which contained the list of people that signed up, her own notes and extra pieces of parchment to take things down during the meeting - on the front table, with three chairs (one for each leader). Setting her coat over the back of her chair Patricia moved about the club setting up things such as refreshments on all the tables, pens and papers for anyone who had suggestions and maybe wanted to remain anonymous, everything that a meeting would need. Checking the clock she saw that show time was nearly upon her and she hoped Maddiie and Bella would arrive soon, she didn't want any members showing up with only one leader - the place had to look like it was been ran properly, first impressions and whatnot.

OK guys, as I stated in the PM could you wait for Bella and Maddiie to post first, and once they have it's a free for all

 

[Maddiie Holland]

At first Maddiie wasn't so sure if emerging the clubs was such a bright idea. But with many weeks to think it through she had come to the conclusion its what best for everyone. After all her club has been inactive for quite a while. Ginny and herself were the clubs first leader, and they really didn't do much hence why the club went down for a while. She hope with the clubs joining at least she could make the effort to make it fun, this being her last year at Hogwarts. She will have to trust that they will find someone spontaneous to replace her as a leader. She would hopes that she leave plenty of work to do, so that maybe one day when she came back to visit the club well at least be around to showcase a play.

The first meeting is today, and she had to admit she was a bit nervous but didn't seem so. She still was researching some ideas on what Drama club can do, as well making sure her part of the drama club was prepared. Heading towards the club area, she was dress in casual muggel clothing. A white button up shirt, two buttons undone at the top, with grey fitted slacks clinging perfectly upon her bottom half. She also wore a scarf around her neck, with warm fitted two inch heels, as it made hard tapping noise against the marble floors, her tawny hair flowing down mid back as she held a clip board against her chest. With a muggel pen, and paper she was prepare to take notes if needed to, making sure she wasn't slacking off while trying to do her parts in the club. Usually when they meet and greet, Maddiie would normally start off with a ice breaker but she wasn't sure how the other leaders were doing it this year. Entering the classroom she would see her fellow housemate Pat, who had perfectly prepare the club just fine. "Hello Pat I'm here" she would smiles greeting her, as she took a seat waiting for the rest of the lots to show up including the third leader.

 

[Isabella Chaos]

When Isabella first heard of a few clubs, her own included, being suddenly messed together into one large club, she was very apprehensive about what would come out of it. Sure she loved acting and music and learning how to cook, but fashion was her thing, and she wanted there to be a specific club for it to showcase it properly, but after thinking it through in bed for a few nights, she came to realize that this might actually be beneficial for them all. The last two years that she had run the Fashion club she had announced there would be a fashion show, but both years there ended up being something that would conflict with it and she'd cancel it. The first year was the 'death' of Njord which hadn't been revealed as a joke yet, so she canceled it out of respect, then last year her mother passed away and no matter how much she loved fashion, she had just not been up to running a fashion show just yet in her state.

This year, with a fresh new attitude and fresh new ideas, Isabella was ready to make the Conglomerated Arts Club the best club at Hogwarts New Zealand. Isabella wore a black dress with pink tights and a bluegreen cardigan for the meeting, making sure her yellow headband was placed perfectly atop her curled brunette locks. Her black heels made soft clicking noises down the hall as she entered the club area, seeing the two other leaders there already. "Hey guys!" she greeted them brightly with a smile. She had never known Maddiie but had confidence that she'd be great in running her department, and Pat was a good friend to her even if they didn't talk as often as they used to. Isabella was carrying a clip board with a list of names, an incredibly long list at that, as well as her planner that contained her ideas and would be useful to jot things down in during the meeting. "The place looks great," she commented as she took a look around, impressed.

 

[Autumn Gwin]

Autumn had gotten the flier about the Cooking Club meeting. She had barely skimmed it, but noticed that the drama club and wrock group would be joining them. For some reason her cruel eyes had passed over the detail about the fashion club joining as well. Isabella Choas, man-stealign home-wrecker extraordinaire just happened to be head of it. This would be Autumn's first venture to anything social. She felt that if she threw herself into her clubs this year maybe she'd be able to forget all about Thomas and his epic betrayal of not only their relationship but the friendship that was a stronger bond than what she had with any other person. He had destroyed them...

She dressed neatly in a smart blue outfit{minus the skinyn jeans add a kneelength black skirt and blue tights } complete with a cute scarf and matching gloves/arm warmers. She looked quite fetching and not at all like the depressed shut-in she had come to appear as lately. She tucked and fluffed her hair lightly as she descended the stairs, making her way to the student club area.

She entered and had a seat, just as she glanced up to see who was in the room. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw Isabella Chaos herself across the room. She fell into her chair, trying not to cry. She had to be strong....

She cleared her throat and smiled pitifully at the three leaders ,"Erm, hi. Am I early?" she asked, mentlaly slapping herself for not having a wittier introduction.

 

[Ekky]

Ekky was super excited about the Conglomerated Arts Club meeting. He'd signed up for the fashion club before everything had been merged, but he didn't mind at all. It simply meant he'd have more chance to meet more students, and make more friends. Ekky was a very old house elf who had spent too many years alone. Now that he had come to Hogwarts, he intended to make as many friends as possible. The other house elves were lovely, although most of them lacked any personality, but he had always found 'witchies' (as he referred to witches and wizards) fascinating. Having arrived at the end of the previous school year, he'd only met two students properly. He didn't know the name of one of them, but that didn't matter, for he preferred to call everyone 'Master' or 'Mistress' anyway.

For the occasion, Ekky wore his only garment, a beautiful patchwork cloak he had pieced together himself over the years. He used to just wear a tea-towel, but away from the comforts of a master to serve and a hearth to keep, Ekky had discovered it could be a cold world, and the bright cloak had kept him and Tip warm on many a frosty night.

Tip walked beside Ekky, grateful for the simple fact that Ekky had chosen to walk and not apparate to the meeting. She was an exceptionally large rottweiler with beautiful black and tan colouring, and a sprinkling of white around her muzzle from old age. She was of calm temperament, often letting Ekky and children they came across on their travels climb all over her. Despite her size, she took great comfort in the presence of her tiny friend, and hated to be apart from him for any length of time.

Ekky entered the Arts room and beamed a toothless, gummy grin to those already there. "Hello witchies!" his deep squeaky voice somewhat of an aural oxy-moron. He walked over to a chair, climbed up Tip's leg to reach it and sat down. Tip circled once and lay down to snooze. "Tip is not a fashion lover, but Ekky love colours! Tip just have snoozes, no interrupts!" he assurred the three witches at the front of the room who were looking at him rather strangely.

((Yes, I was totally serious about signing Ekky up for the fashion club))

 

[Leia Evans]

Leia had received a lengthy owl notification from one of the leaders of the new 'Conglomerated Arts Club' and had at first been rather confused by it all, but once she realized that it was the fashion club she signed up for that was being mixed up with the other arts club, she thought it couldn't hurt to invest herself in the other 'arts'. Dressed in a white dress and strappy sandals, the Veela girl brushed her dark brown locks away from her face as she entered the club area. "Hi," she greeted the members all with her musical voice, despite the fact that it should've been quivering with nervousness, though she didn't know why she was feeling so nervous. She noticed she was rather early so she just decided to go over and sit in one of the many available seats and wait for what was to happen next.

 

[Wendy Chaos]

After her last class, Wendy rushed upstairs to her dorm room to change into a white t-shirt and jeans with flip flops before heading down to the student club area before the first Conglomerated Arts Meeting. She had originally signed up for the Fashion Club in an attempt to get closer to her half sister, but now she was doing it because she felt like the students of Hogwarts really cared about people's appearances and she wanted to make sure she looked good, which was why she had began working out like crazy this past winter break. Once the Gryffindor girl reached the club area, she entered and smiled nervously at them all. "Hi there," she said to them with a small wave as she took a seat. She didn't care that her 'style' was more casual with jeans all the time, fashion was about different looks right? But aside from Fashion she was mostly looking forward to what the other leaders had to offer and wondering if perhaps she'd take up an interest in that as well.

 

[Samuel Sykes]

Sam peeked through the door nervously in to the new club room. Today he'd just thrown on a simple red hoodie and jeans, then trundled out the door. As usual he was exhausted but cheerful. He didn't quite know what the Arts Club did. He couldn't help but sign up as it had written 'traditional art' underneath the list of hobbies that they catered to. Sam did more calligraphy than sketching, but hopefully being in this club would give him a bit more motivation to start drawing again. Sam was shy of his talent- it wasn't considered very 'manly' to spend your days drawing. Luckily he didn't get picked on for it.

In the end, he realised that he was the youngest one here and the only male. Well, not including a little excitable elf accompanied by a rottweiler. Immediately he began to blush, but he took a seat carefully, always willing to have a go. Hopefully this would be a bit more enlightening for him.

 

[Emilie Silverfox]

Emilie arrived at the first meeting for the Arts Club, happily on time. She hoped that she woluld actually be able to get into a band this year, as she hadn't made any last year. She wandered into the room.

"Hey everyone" she greeted everyone who was there with a smile. She then scanned round for Rubie and Ryan, as they too had joined the club. Instead of seeing them, as they were not there yer, she saw Ekky.

"Ekky!" she exclaimed to her friend. "How are you?" going over to him and taking the seat beside him.

 

[Rubie Silverfox]

Rubie walked to the Arts Club with Ryan. They had been chatting about all their classes and which ones they like and they didn't like. It was actually an interesting discussion. She walked into the club and said hi to everyone then took a seat beside where Ryan had sat.

 

[Ryan Silverfox]

Ryan was excited to see who else was going to be playing an instument. He walked to the arts club along with Rubie. They had debated over some subjects, and had a few laughs. He walked into the room and spotted Emi, he gave her a smile. He then noticed Sam, a boy he had met a earlier in the year. He took a seat by him, Rubie followed.

"Hey Sam"

 

[Efeyenia Samartzi]

Once again Nia had spent the majority of her first term, keeping herself to herself. She hadn't felt like much socialisation, not because she didn't want too but because she just couldn't bring herself to make nice to new people. Sure she still had Bella, and only Bella. Alyssa was nowhere to be seen - figuratively - sure she still saw her at the Slytherin table when she decided to leave the common room at regualr meal times - she preferred the Great Hall when it was much quieter. And of course there was Abbey, Nia didn't exactly know where their friendship stood after everything that happened last year, but Nia just kept out of everything, it wasn't really her business. The only thing that was constant in her life was James, any free time she did was spent mostly with him, she was so lucky to have him in her life, sometimes she couldn't believe how lucky she was but didn't question it too often.

In her attempt to get out of her shell once again Nia had signed up for her usual clubs. She wasn't much too pleased when she found out that the Cooking Club and Fashion Club had been merged together with the WROCK group and Drama club, but figured she wouldn't have to worry about them so she was happy to attend the new club.Making her way down the corridor her heels made a sharp, but light tapping noise, but not enough to drown out the sound of chat coming from the club area. Entering she glanced around and her slight quickly feel on Bella, Nia smiled brightly and gave her best friend a wave. She went over to her and took one of the closest seats. "Hey Chic. Excited about today?" she asked her friend. Being one of the leaders she had no doubt she was probably nervous but she had complete and utter faith in her friend that she would do great.

 

[Thomas Smith]

Thomas had a smile on his face as he made his way down to the Conglomerated Arts Club, boy that was a mouthful, but he didn't mind. He couldn't help smiling the thought of being in the same room as Isabella for any period of time was enough to make him happy, heck even the thought of his girlfriend made him happy these days. Entering the room his sight fell on Isabella instantously, he smiled and made his way over to her. "Hi sweetie." he said softly, kissing her lightly on the cheek. Seeing Nia, a girl he knew to be one of Isabella's best friend, beside her, he turned to Isabella again and said, "I'll let you get on with this. Good luck, boos." he said, saying the last word with a smirk.

He turned to find a seat and suddenly his eyes fell on another brunette. Autumn. Thomas stared at her for a minute, not sure what to do, ignore her? Give her a smile? A wave? He hadn't seen Autumn much, except in classes but they had no interaction whatsoever. The only reason he hadn't made any efforts in talking to her was because he knew she wouldn't want to talk to him, not because he didn't want too. Thomas still felt bad for what happened between them, he had really like Autumn - he knew now that what they had wasn't love, they were far too young for that, but she was his first friend at HNZ and for that he would always like her. But he knew it was too soon to try and patch things up, Autumn would need more time to get over what happened. Grimacing slightly he turned and sat down and waited for the meeting to start.

 

[Joceline Richarde]

Joceline wasn't fond of the idea of all three art based clubs forming together at first but when she realized that more opportunities to meet new people would arise she signed up rather quickly. The only part she was not looking forward to was seeing Isabella and Thomas together because as the Gossip Columnist she had heard that they had gotten together. But she figured they deserved each other, being such heartless, rude creatures so she just stuck to Thomas' twin, Ivan, who managed to be a better friend and person in every way possible, despite once being her half brother's friend.

As the day of the first meeting approached, the Slytherin smiled pleasantly to herself as she flattened her blue and white dress [without the blazer] and rang her finger through her soft rings of curled, brown hair. Joceline smirked as she looked at herself in the mirror, this confident aura suited her well, she seemed more like the Slytherin she was, despite loathing magic with every fiber of her body. She lent forward and fixed the make up lining her sapphire blue eyes. The teenager left promptly, the only sound following her were the clicks of her heals under her against the stone of the Dungeon floor.

Joceline made her way to the Art's Club and as she entered she immediately spotted Wendy and a flutter rose in her heart but it was so delicate that she did not notice it, then saw Autumn Gwin. She smiled warmly at the girl, she thought she might even be able to call a friend. She walked towards Wendy and gave her a friendly hug and a smile before pulling away and saying, "Hey Wen." She looked around the group and waved politely at Autumn and Patricia, her next door neighbour, but ignored the existence of her best friends' siblings, as she did often now.

 

[Arianna Tipley]

Arianna entered the Conglomerated Arts club area slowly, looking around at a few familiar faces. She had been looking forward to this meeting all week. She hoped it would lighten up her currently dull life. Ari placed her guitar down in a corner, and went to join the rest of the group. She hadn't been sure which meeting was being held today, but she was keen to try anything, even cooking.

Ari saw a second year she had met last year, and gave her a small smile, before going to sit next to two girls she recognised as fellow third years. She wasn't really in a talkative, and just sat in silence, waiting for the meeting to begin.

 

[Aroha Jennings]

Aroha stepped into the room for the first Conglomerated Arts club meeting. She was unsure if there would be any other Drama people there, but she went anyway. She saw Sam, the boy who had helped her when she fell, and went to sit near him.

 

[Autumn Gwin]

Autumn caught Thomas's eye as he stared at her for the longest moment. Even thugh it was only a brief lapse in time it seemed to go on forever. Her cheeks blazed in embarassment because she had stared when he'd entered the room. She then bravely narrowed her eyes and eventually lowered them to watch her tiny hands wringing nervously in her lap. He had kissed Bella's cheek. So it was true...they did get together. She found her mind drifting to wonder how Mike was holding up since the news. She hadn't seen or talked to him since she'd left the Hog's Head that night. Who was she kidding? It had been thee night.

To make herself feel better she merely thought smugly, What? Did he think I wouldn't come? Think I wouldn't be able to face him? Hmph...I can be just as heartless as him. There's nothing left of mine anyway....jerk. But she knew even these inner thoughts, she was lying to herself. Of course she cared that he was there, that he'd noticed her. She was berating her stupid body for making her little heart skip a beat at the sight of him. The way it used to. Why didn't that handy emotion come into play last semester when they'd drifted apart because of lost feelings. Her silly heart still somehow loved him - or at the very least liked him still, even if it was only platonic. However, her intellectual mind won the battle, making her quite cynical these days.

Then 'the messenger' ; 'the little birdie' ; 'the bearer of bad news' entered and Autumn tried to suffice a smile for her. She felt like crying, The sight of the three people who had caused the depression were now sitting across the room from her. Well, okay Joce wasn't the cause, but she had been the one to tell her. Autumn still hadn't apologized for cursing her when she'd heard the rumor from Joceline at breakfast, nor had she thanked her for warning her ahead of time so she didn't look like a complete fool. She made a note to attempt a friendship with the girl this year. What a list she had accumulated within the first bit of school.

[ul]
[li] Get over Thomas</LI>
[li] Kill Isabella....or at the very least fill a cake just for her with liquified gender fudge.
[li] Go to class
[li] Get over Thomas
[li] Try not to be a cynical b1tch all the time
[li] Be friends with Joceline
<LI>[li] Carry a scrap of parchement for all these notes you're always making to youself.[/li][/ul]

She adjusted her skirt over her blue tights and settled into her seat, trying to look serene. She waved back to Joceline and even had the nerve to look at Thomas and give a brief smile out of her natural politeness. However, her eyes betrayed her feelings loud and clear.
Dear Thomas,
I hate you.
Love, Autumn

After a quick once-over of Bella a mean thought passed through her mind,'P.S., Isabella's tights look stupid.'

 

[Isabella Chaos]

[Autumn, in the first pic you provided with your character's clothes she is neither wearing a skirt or blue tights ]

Isabella was looking over the long list of names, wondering who would be interested in fashion specifically and who would just stick to the other availabilities, secretly hoping that a select few would stay out of the fashion club. She heard the first person enter and looked up to see that it was Autumn Gwin, her boyfriend's ex-girlfriend. Despite immediately wanting to smirk, Isabella's face showed absolutely no emotion as she glanced up at her boredly, then looked back down at her clipboard and continued what she was doing, as if the girl didn't exist to her. Let's face it, she pretty much didn't before she had gotten together with Thomas, and now that she was with him, Autumn didn't matter anymore at all.

Soon the club started filling up and Isabella was surprised at how many different people were there, half surprised to see males, but she just had to constantly remind herself that this wasn't just the fashion club anymore. She gave a small nod of acknowledgment to her half-sister, glad that she was at least making the effort to look better now, and then saw her best friend Joceline walk in. Isabella resisted the urge to roll her eyes at the sight of the girl and instead focused on the two leaders beside her to converse in whispers.

Then Nia came over and Isabella smiled excitedly. "Hey Nia! You look great as always," she said to her blonde haired best friend. Because Isabella was focusing on her studies more than ever this year, as well as diligently working on her fashion designs, she and Nia hadn't had that much time to hang out as she'd liked, so she was looking forward to arranging to hang out with her after the meeting. Just then Thomas entered the room and immediately Isabella beamed as butterflies fluttered in her stomach. "Thomas!" she squealed in greeting, wrapping her arms eagerly around him as he kissed her cheek. He then excused himself so that Isabella could continue talking to Nia so she smiled at him appreciatively before smirking at his last comment playfully.

As Thomas went to go sit down she saw that Autumn had seen the two of them together, she even saw the little exchange between the former couple but it didn't bother Isabella at all. She looked boldly over at Autumn and stared at her with a smug smile on her face. It didn't matter what the little Ravenclaw thought about her, the fact remained that she won, she had successfully stolen Thomas from her, she was better than Autumn, whichever way you wanted to put it. She and Thomas were now in a relationship, and Isabella didn't have to pretend to be happy like Autumn had to, she just was.

 

[Sephora Finette]

If there was one thing that Sephora was uncomfortable about - it was being in a room full of people that she didn't even know. She hesitantly stepped into the room, trying to find a spare seat.

Gazing around, she found Sam - smiling, she slowly made her way towards him, only to realize that Aroha got the last seat beside him.

"Shooot." She muttered as she went to the other side of the room to grab a seat at the back.

 

[Arisa Havishmen]

Arisa grudgingly walked into the conglomerated arts meeting. She hadn't wanted to join the fashion club this year but now it was merged with all the other clubs she had wanted to join, so here she was with a fake smile plastered on her face. Going to sit in the back Arisa recognized a girl she helped out at gladrags and went to sit beside her, "Hey" she said hoping Sephora wouldn't mind. Arisa looked around at all the outfits people were wearing, many looked much more professional then hers. Oh well she thought with a shrug.

 

[Gemini Lee]

Gemini didn't have a clue what she was doing here. All her life she had shied away from clubs, or anything that involved talking to people. She wasn't shy, she loved being the center of attention, but people usually tended to ignore her. Gemini didn't know why, but she had come to the conclusion that she was either extremely paranoid, or she really was 'weird', as people called her. Gemini couldn't see why she would be categorized as 'weird', and she didn't like the fact that she was.

Gemini walked down the corridor to the meeting, and peered inside. As she had thought, the room was quite full. She shoved her hands in her jean pockets, and looked down at her white off-the-shoulder top. Gemini didn't think she looked too bad compared to the others in the room. She didn't want people to think she looked like an idiot.

"Deep breaths. You can do this." Gemini murmured to herself, tucking her hair behind her ears. Gemini walked into the room, smiled at no one in particular, and found a seat at the back next to two blonde girls. "Hi." Gemini said in a friendly tone. She looked down at her shoes, wondering why she had not worn something more sophisticated. She felt a little intimidated by the leaders, but she wasn't going to show it. ​

 

[Patricia Styx]

Patricia heard footsteps coming down the corridor and hoped that it was either Maddiie or Bella, she would have liked to have all the leaders assembled before any of the members show up. Breathing a sigh of relieve as Maddiie entered the room she smiled at her older Hufflepuff friend, "Hiya Maddiie." she greeted her with a smile. Before she could ask her how she was she heard another voice at the door. "Hey Bella!" she exclaimed happily. Truth be told, Patricia and Bella were not the best of friends, far from it actually, but after their first year and falling out and making up Patricia grew to like Bella, it saddened her though that they hardly talked. "Mhmm. I love it." she agreed to Bella's comment on the club area. It was a really spacious place, perfect for it's purpose.

Patricia went back to sorting through a few things for the meeting and smiled at the members as they poured into the room, giving a tiny wave to whoever she knew. There wasn't many of Patricia's friends joining the club this year, scanning the list she saw Nat was down on it, smiling she hoped one of her best friends would show up soon. Patricia sat as she smiled happily at everyone talking among themselves. Turning her head she heard a few familiar voices. One of them was of Nia - Bella's best friend but Patricia knew her through the clubs and the little incident between Becky, Nia and James at the Yule Ball the previous year. Patricia gave Nia a smile and went back to her own stuff, wanting to give the two friends time to chat.

Upon hearing an other familiar voice Patricia turned in time to see Thomas Smith giving Bella a kiss. What the - she thought to herself, shocked at the scene she just observed. Since when are they? But Autumn? she thought to herself, turning to look at the younger Ravenclaw you had entered not too long ago. She saw the look on her face and could tell that something was up. She really was no good at keeping up with gossip. She wondered how long Thomas and Bella had been going out, but decided to stay out of it, it wasn't her business. Instead she went back to the list and ticked off whoever was present and counted the rest of the names, still to arrive. "Hi guys. Just letting you know we're still waiting on a few people," 'few' being an understatement, "so keep talking among yourselves and we'll get started as soon as possible." she said with a smile as she look out at the sea of faces looking up at her.

 

[Abigail Lurken-Mckay]

Abigail had been spending time with Luciano when she realized that she had to go get ready for the first meeting of the Conglomerated Arts Club so she waved as she left to her dorm room to change into a strapless black and white dress. Her hair was straightened nicely but she wished it was curled, she much preferred it that way, so she sighed and flicked the long ends over her shoulder as she walked through the disgusting Dungeons. Her Spanish Cedar wand was grasped tightly in her right hand and lit up so she didn't fumble on any steps because she certainly was not the most graceful person, at least lately she hadn't been. Mainly when she was with Luciano but she hadn't noticed that yet.

Her amethyst purple eyes, lit up as she entered the club and saw the new design. It looked wonderful, so Abbey smiled, and passed her cousin, Joceline with a friendly grin but spoke nothing before walking over to Isabella and Nia. "Hey B, Nia," she said. She looked at Thomas or the person she thought was Thomas. "Thomas right?" Abigail asked politely, remembering that her best friend told her that over the winter break she had been to Italy with him and that they were now dating. "I'm Abigail," she introduced as she sat down beside Nia.

The Fourth Year placed her wand onto her lap and fiddled with the ring that was on her finger as her mind drifted away to her Divination homework. She was slightly behind in the class because Professor Ana disappeared and it was plaguing her mind.

 

[Alyssa Chevalier]

Alyssa stared into the mirror with her bright crystal blue eyes as she surveyed her Outfit carefully. She had spent the last 45 minute's going through her newly bought wardrobe for a perfect outfit to wear to the Conglomerated Arts Club first meeting that was being held today. She wanted to look her best and show everyone that she had yet to lose her touch for fashion, and present herself as well as she had done in the past. One with one last comb through her silky blonde hair she stared herself once more, her Veela features had really begun to kick in over the summer, too bad she had really no idea how to use them at all. 'I better get going if I want to make the meeting in time.' Alyssa sighed to herself and grabbed her chocolate brown decorative scarf and wrapped it around her neck carefully.

When Alyssa arrived in the room where the meeting was being held she let out a flat smile to everyone in the room. It looks like her brother hadn't shown up yet, Alyssa prayed that he would soon though. "Sorry, I am late. I had a harder time finding zis place than I used to." Her french accent stood out slightly from her entire summer of being in France, and Alyssa had to admit that she liked it more now than ever. Sitting down in a random seat gracefully she crossed her likes and gently placed her hands on her lap. While here she surveyed not only what everyone else was wearing, but potential troublemakers as well.

 

[Sam Prince]

Sam had received the notice about the Conglomerated Arts Club meeting. He was a bit unsure at first about the whole thing but after a little bit of thought he figured it was for the best. The only downside to it was that there was going to be a lot of fashion snobs. Sam wasn't a judgemental person and he knew not all the people interested in fashion were going to be snobs but there was a certain amount, he knew he would just have to keep his temper at bay. He was going for the WROCK group afterall.

Sam was out for a quick fly in the Quidditch Pitch and completely lost track of time. He was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of jeans and one of his signature hats, an outfit that was comfortable for flying in. He raced up to his dorm and threw his broom onto his bed as he realized how late he was. This always happened to him. Flying really makes time fly by, he thought to himself as he hurried down to the room in the Student Club area where the meeting was being held. He entered the room slightly out of breath but tried his best not to show it. "Sorry guys." He said openly but directed it to those he presummed to be the leaders of the club.

Sam gave a slight smile and a wave to those whom he recognised such as Patricia, Arisa and a few of the other Hufflepuffs. He didn't know many others, standing awkwardly in the room he spotted Leia. He let out a sigh of relief and took a seat next to her. "Hey." He said simply as he hooked his thumbs into his jeans pockets as he waited for the meeting to proceed.