Electricity

[Jotham Kanu]

Jotham packed up his bag glad to be finished with his last class of the day. Now he had to break periods in a row while alot of other students still had to sit in class. He laughed at them, of he was used to getting breaks whenever he wanted and today his breaks in his schedule actually suited him. His first four years of school he was taught at home by a multitude of tutors and mentors. He never really cared for his school work until right before a big test when he'd just sit in study. But Jotham has itchy feet, always wanting to be up and going. He played Quidditch in the home-schooled league, it was his favorite sport. His father, a muggle, has always been trying to get him out there to do some muggle sports but they never really interesting him much after he started quidditch. Still during the summer when he never had to worry about school work but then also there wasn't Quidditch, he go out and play the muggle sports with the muggles boys in the neighborhood. It kept him fit for Quidditch so he put up with the strange sports.

Now walking the halls, his broom in hand, he was heading outside, despite it being Janurary and a very cold place, he needed to get in some more practice before he felt comfortable asking if he could try out for the team. He had come late into school this year, as it took much begging from his part to convince his father it was the right thing to do, spending him to the school. So his missed tryouts for the team but being an alternate would be fine with him for this year. Alot of people get hurt during games it'd be easy to jump in and play. He was good at all the posistions but Seeker was his favorite. Jotham most certainly needed to get in some practice with the ladies as well. There wasn't many cute girls that were homeschooled back in Germany, yet when he came here it almost seemed flooded with them, many not so much as it is at Beaubatons but there sure were a fair amount of pretty girls walking around. Being a Jock type of guy, this excited Jotham alot, he loved to talk to the girls, though flirting with not so pretty ones and pretty ones is a completely different thing for him, and he lacked some practice when it came to pretty girls.

 

[Michelle Magonus]

Being a fifth year meant that there was a lot of responsibility. A lot of work, and just in general a lot of things to be done. But for Michelle Arden James that was the least of her worries. She hated school anyway. They never really ever listened to her or took her opinion on board and all she was left to do was sit in the back of the room, and try to keep her cool. It was suffice to say that the girl got into a lot more trouble than most. Her angry outbursts in class weren't something that most professors enjoyed and most had just adopted a method of asking Michelle to take a walk. Something she was generally okay with. Why she got so annoyed in class, wasn't really something anyone knew. She hated being told to be quiet and she hated when the nice people and just people in general got more attention than she did. It wasn't like she didn't try for attention. The previously brunette girl had really gone out her way this year to get herself noticed. The bleached blonde hair, long but always in two pigtails. With a long side fringe and a simple black hair band to keep her hair in place. The long and false lashes much longer than most normal peoples. It was something that could easily be noticed. She would bat her eyelids and hope that the people around her would notice the olive coloured eyes and just give her what she wanted. The lose fitting shirt that was low cut and the tie also lose and hanging quite far down. The skirt which was only long enough to not have anything on show and the long knee socks. Her shoes were ballet flats. She didn't like heels and her legs were long and well formed enough that she didn't need them. The usual antics in class on that day was different. They were reasonable. His father had just sent her a letter to in from her of the summer plans that she was not a part of. It was bad enough that she had to put up with a step mom, so soon after her own mum had died but the step sibling, was someone she hated more than air. It was annoying that she had to share everything but that Michelle got nothing Nd the sibling got everything and anything she wanted. Unfair to say the least. But Michelle was sure that she would get her way in the long run. After all she was older and she had more to offer than the little brat. Michelle had started her usual antics in class. Insulting the class nerd. And then arguing with the professor that she had never done it. But then she was asked to take a walk. Which she was more than happy to do. She slammed her quill down on the desk and stormed out the room.

It wasn't long until she had tears running down her face. She went into the bathrooms and wiped her eyes. She reapplied the make up but the usually very pale eyes were very red, and tear tracks were on the rosy cheeks. But she had to continue her walk and then go back to the class before the end. So she could apologise, get the notes and homework then be able to leave. Something she knew would be done but never meant. It may not be the next class or the one after but she knew that a small silence would not last. With a last glanced at herself in the mirror, she made to leave but when she walked out she walked right into someone. Generally this made Michelle James yell her head off. But she wasn't feeling in the mood and her eyes watered again. Tears threatened to fall again but she attempted to wipe them away. "Oh, I'm sorry" the girl spoke. Her voice shaky and for once quiet. She gave the boy a quick glance. Had she seen him before he looked like someone she knew. A boy in her year. Maybe this was just the boy. She couldn't be certain. And it didn't help that she didn't really pay attention to most others. Apart from the ones she annoyed and her small amount of friends. "Have we met before?" She asked, still trying to stem the tears from falling from her eyes. She needed to invest in more water proof make up. "I'm Michelle. Michelle James." she introduced holding her had out for the boy, the hand with the least amount of mascara and eyeliner wiped on to it. Hoping that things would not be bad between them and that he didn't already know who she was. Because most who did, did not want to be friends. They didn't want to be friends with a girl who was overly emotional. Which was annoying for her, because it made her more emotional since she didn't have any real friends.​

 

[Jotham Kanu]

Startled by a sudden force hitting him he took a few moments to connect with what just happened to the blonde girl infront of him. Walking along prefectly fine when he had suddenly gotten a flash of bright platunium blonde hair and then a force almost knocking him over. Of course the girl had come out of the bathroom and ran right into him, that was understandable, it was actually a convient way to get girls to talk to a guy or so he was told. "Oh no, don't worry 'bout it," he told her his German accent heavy but with alittle light feather of french mixed in, from his living so close to the Belguim boarder. The girl was pretty, it was undeniable. Her long lashes mixed with her long bright blonde hair gave her a different look, she was very girly it seemed. But she had an edge to her, that was for sure. Taking a deeper look at her face he noticed her eyes were red and tear streaks went down over her cheeks. He wondered what happened to her and if it was a guy he'd be sure to go beat that guy up for hurting such a pretty face.

"No, I'd have to say we haven't met before. That is a shame, isn't it? But now we are meeting," he said to her a slight smirk on his face. This was the prefect time to try out his flirting techniques on a girl who most certainly knew she was pretty. He may even go as far as calling her beautiful but there was something about her beauty that seemed fake, like muggle made. He knew muggles change the colour of their hair all the time and he was certain she had done the same thing. His step-mother after all usually changed the colour of her hair a couple times a year, he was used to spotting out the fakeys. "Kanu, Jotham Kanu," he said to her trying out the James Bond technique he had seen in movies of James where he introduced himself. Man, did James Bond always get the ladies, or what? There was never a dull moment in his movies. "Excuse me. Are, are you alright?" He asked her moving in slightly like he was about to go for the kill, though he wanted to know a bit more about this girl before he made any real moves on her. He was concerned about her health, and being picked on, as it is well known that the bullies here outnumber everyone else.

 

[Michelle Magonus]

There was a lot that annoyed the durmstrang girl. One of which, that everyone knew about was when people didn't pay any attention to her. She could understand if it was someone's birthday, but other than that, she felt that all eyes should be on her. All the eyes of the school on her. It was a very selfish thing, Michelle was well aware of that, but she didn't really care. People who annoyed her were those that she needed to show she was better and that no matter what they did she would not stop fighting until it was only her in the spotlight. Usually this meant not having a boy on her arm, and just being known by others. If it was for the right or the wrong reasons it didn't really annoy her. She wasn't bothered by anything like that. Boys were a good way of having one persons attention but what she wanted, or thought she needed was the attention of at least six or seven people all at the one time. It was why despite her over emotional being, she was a little bit of a flirt. She cared little about how other girls really thought of her, just as long as they were thinking about her. It was the most important thing for her. And it was true that she knew most people thought of her. Whether good or bad, it mattered little. But, the boy in front of her, was cute. More than cute. He was a quidditch player most definitely. He had the strong build and the look about him. She'd spent some time lusting over the many quidditch teams of Durmstrang. And they all had their own pieces of eye candy. In American terms she knew that the quidditch players were the Jocks of the school. People who were literally on top of the entire school, and that was something that got a lot of attention. She had to admit that dating one, would work in her favour. She raised her hand and wiped her cheeks once more, aware that she looked a bit of a state. But, the blonde was sure that the boy would find her pretty. She had the right clothing that attracted the right and wrong attention. She was generally persued for less than good reasons, but it was still attention and in the case, it seemed that it had attracted the right kind of guy. SHe didn't know much about the boy in front of her, but she was pretty much left to assume that he was the right kind of guy. She gave a small, and falsely shy smile, when he spoke. "And meeting now is better than never meeting at all." Michelle added with a small smirk. She just nodded at him, which he then spoke his name. Kanu, that was definitely familiar. She didn't know if this was just deja vu, or if she had actually met or knew someone with the same second name. She guessed he was probably pureblood, and had a large family with cousins of the same second name. If this was true, then she knew she was talking with the right person. "It's a pleasure to meet you Kanu, Jotham Kanu" She repeated, blushing a little, although unsure as to why. It was sweet what he was doing. She was pretty pleased for his company. She didn't like so much when he leaned in slightly. She was preparing to kiss him, but was unsure as to if it would be the right move. But, thankfully her mind didn't have to chose whether to accept it or throw a fit. He asked if she was alright. Michelle just nodded, moving her glance downwards. "Yeah, I'm fine, just family problems. You know, classic father likes new wife and step child more than his own blood." She had to try to keep the anger out her voice as she spoke. "The usual. Are you new?" She looked up and asked him. wanting to know more about him, if she wanted to get with him, she had to sound actually interested in him.​

 

[Jotham Kanu]

Jotham saw her smile and she seemed more real then had before but she could easily be a girl who acted one way around guys then in a real manner, he'd have to watch her for that. Looking around he didn't see any of the guys he hung out with. Most were in his own year and on the same Quidditch team the one he'd most likely try out for in the coming year. He missed the sport quite a bit, which reminded him of his broom that was in his hand, or rather had been in his hand. Looking at the ground he managed to find it a few feet away, no doubt he had dropped it when the girl hit him. Michelle James, he hadn't heard the surname around school which made he believe she must be the only one at the school from her family. "Of course. Never meeting would mean I'd never get the chance to talk to such a pretty girl," he replied back his smirk planted on his face for the time being. He hoped she wouldn't take him a jerk but he did need practice when it came to flirting with pretty girls. Jotham found it harder to comment on them, they knew they were pretty; which meant they knew what it was exactly what they wanted to hear.

She blushed and he smirk turned into a slight smile for a second at seeing it. He thought it was cute and added more to her features even if her face turned all red, it was really human. Not having a sister near his age back home he didn't really know what went into a girl making themshelves pretty, but there were a few things he could tell that weren't real when girls wore them. Michelle's eyelashes were fake but they suited her look, just like the blonde hair. "The same to you Michelle, Michelle James," he said back to her his head tilting to the side a smirk on his face. Her story made his smirk go away, family issue weren't ever really a fun issue. He knew how she felt, though now that his father and stepmother shared children his stepmother seemed more welcoming to him. "Then you are like Cinderella, the Grimm's story of the poor girl put down by a new stepfamily," he said reaching up and moving her fringe back to the side of her face as her looking down had moved it infront of her eyes. Though his face didn't hold a smile his eyes were smiling down at the girl letting her know everything would work out. "I just started here this year, yes," he said as his hand looped her hair behind her ear. He wondered what she'd look like with her hair fully down, or fully up, Jotham couldn't tell if she had been a brunette or redhead before she dyed it; but either way she looked good now.

 

[Michelle Magonus]

Michelle James wasn't quite used to a boy being this forward. She was used to herself being this forward, but usually by now the guy had walked away, calling her a silly girl. Not something she was bothered with. There were a few that actually liked it. That liked the attention she showed them. Some of the durmstrang boys were just like. She'd always pictured herself bettered around the Beauxbatons boys. They tended to have a reputation of being flirts and going with more than one girl. This was what Michelle liked. She was looking for a proper boyfriend, but she knew that first she knew that he had to be properly into her, or at least be able to put up with her crazy antics. Michelle James doubted that would happen for a long while. He didn't really look like they type to be able to put up with antics that this girl could pull off. It wasn't like she tried to be difficult, well that was a lie. She made sure she was difficult. That was her way of keeping the attention on her. She was much like Rebecca Black's song. She just kept going and going. And even though most people hated her, they still thought and talked about her. She could pretty much tell that the boy was new by the fact that he didn't already know her, or even know of her. It was pretty difficult to not know of her considering what she liked to pull. Most other schools would've long gotten rid of the girl, but despite everything, she still managed fairly good grades. Which was a lot more than could be said for all of the others in her class. It was luck when it came to exams. Studying was not something that the durmstrang girl did. She much preferred doing her hair, or putting on her false lashes. Ones that blended well with her actually lashes, but not something that actually bothered most people. It wasn't like she cared that people knew they were fake. She didn't mean to hide it. If she did, then she would've worked a lot harder at making them seem less fake, but she wasn't bothered. That was too much work. And it wasn't like it would affect her image. With falsely blonde hair, and obviously small amounts of clothing, it wasn't like this Durmstrang girl was trying to blend in. When the boy called her cinderella, she had to smile. She did think herself as someone like that. She'd never said it. But, it made sense. "Will you be my prince charming? Or just a one of the little animal helpers?" She responded as he moved a strand of her hair. Her eyes were pretty much locked on his. She could tell he meant well, but she wasn't looking for his sympathy not really. She took his hand, as it passed her ear. She held it lightly, before he spoke again. New, she hand been right. "Do you treat all girls like this?" Michelle had to ask, leaning in slightly. Being pretty close to his lips. "I can't imagine that most girls like this." Michelle smiled, before letting go of his hand. "You're lucky I'm not most girls." She raised a hand and put it lightly on his cheek. Before smiling one last time, and leaning away slightly. "You play quidditch." Was more a statement than a question, but she still wanted a response.​

 

[Jotham Kanu]

Jotham actually smiled at the girl, she seemed alittle suprised by him. The thinking on it he began to doubt his actual ability to flirt with a pretty girl. She never responded to his line that he thought would be the most flirtatous thing he's said to her which suprised him. Jotham was finding this more difficult then it should have been. "Well I was going to ask if there was already a Prince Charming, you know," he told her thinking a girl like her had to get around a bit. She didn't seem easy but her clothes were a bit racy and her attitude seemed like the type to have seen plenty of guys before she met him. That actually made him slightly nervous, but he wouldn't tell her that. It'd just ruin the slight moment they were having.

Speaking of moments she took his hand with hers and held it. Something he wasn't used to at all. What she said made him relax about his flirting, so it seemed he was doing the right thing afterall. "Depends, maybe you've just caught my attention," he said raising his eyebrows tempting her. Or atleast he was trying too, Michelle was much prettier then any other girl he had flirted with, but he has gotten to speak with many different girls being a sociable person that he is. Then she threw him off again, prehaps he has been going about it all wrong, if she was a different type of girl that is. Obviously he was the one being tempted into something here. Michelle was very close to him and he paused any movements in his body not sure if he did want to kiss her or not, and not sure if that was coming. Her hand on his cheek was something he defiantly never experienced before he wasn't sure weither to cover it, leave it, take it off or what. "Yes I do. I'm actually pretty good at all positions, but I can take up which ever you like best," he said with a half smirk-smile on his face, as now he was sure which she preferred.

 

[Michelle Magonus]

It was nice, this. Although it would feel weird to most she had to admit it wasn't that weird for her. She didn't usual get this good a response. Most guys would give up. Which was one of the reasons that she tried to hard to continue to get their attention. This boy almost seemed willing. It was nice. It made her smile. This was the kind of attention that she wanted. It was the kind of one on one attention that she enjoyed a lot. The boy was cute, and he had a gorgeous set of eyes that stood out, while her olive coloured eyes rather blended in, which was how she like it. Despite the fact that she liked everything else bright, eyes were not one that she liked on herself. One others it was fine, but not on her. It was why despite all the fakery that she chose to not to wear contacts. It wasn't that she had anything against those that wore them, just that she could never. A smile crept on her face, when he talked about a prince charming. "No prince charming, yet." She said to him. Wondering if he was in the slightest serious about being the prince charming she was looking for. It wouldn't annoy her if she wasn't. It was something that she was open to the idea, but didn't care much if he actually did anything about it. It wasn't like in the long run anything would actually come of it. She would not really want to be held down by a boy, and she couldn't imagine after this, the boy wanting to speak to her much at all. Less so, when he found out who she was. Or when he did something that made him realise what she was actually like. All seemed good so far. SHe didn't think that she needed to do anything, It was all fairly harmless. Well, as harmless as it could really be. She had to admit however the boy had really gotten her curious. She had to smile more as he make the smallest signs that he was interested. She was interested too. She wanted to know all about the boy. She wanted to kiss him, But, she had to stop herself from justing doing it their and then. It was like her, but for once she felt a little more caution was in order. A large smile was on her face she'd caught his attention. "I'm glad I've got your attention. You've definitely caught mine." Michelle James smiled at the boy. Those were words she liked to hear. She liked to know that people were interest in her. Something in her mind told the durmstrang girl that the boy did actually want to kiss her. It was odd. Generally most guys wouldn't do this kind of thing. Considering they had only just met and were standing outside a girl's bathroom. She had to admit that it was interesting. However when he talked of quidditch, Michelle got the oddest sense that he wasn't actually talking about quidditch at all. "That's definitely good to know. I have to admit, I don't really have a preference, I pretty much love whatever. Do you have a preference?" All of which Michelle hadn't actually meant about quidditch but could be translated to be about that. She'd once again, leaned into him, "We could now, if you wanted" Michelle whispered a smile on her face, finally kissing him lightly on the lips.​

 

[Jotham Kanu]

Jotham was very suprised by the girl, she would say something to make it seem like what he did wasn't working yet she'd get closer to him. He was now sure that they had switch roles and she was going after him, something she seemed to know very well how to do. She must be into the chase, or atleast used to chasing. Her olive eyes blended it making it hard for him to read her and figure out what she was exactly thinking. "Well then, that's a shame for you and prehaps others who've missed a chance with you," he replied back to her a smile appearing on his face, not forced for once. Jotham, the typical jock was more comfortable smirking but there was something about the girl infront of him that intrigued him, making him smile. He was still a bit nervous about the advances she was making towards him, first the hand but he could sense that she was slowly drifting towards him, or maybe it was him towards her. Either way his mind was still actively judging the closing space between them and wondering what it was leading too.

"Have I know? Though I have to admit you've had my attention since you ran into me, not everyday a pretty girl almost knocks me over," he told her with a smile shifting back onto his foot slowly hoping he wouldn't offend her at all. He was just to lazy to really hold himself up on his one foot for so long he needed to shift his weight. His smile formed a lazy smile as they began to talk about Quidditch it was something he knew quite well. Spending most of the last four years playing and practicing the game. "Well I'd have to say Keeper is my best position but Seeker would be the one a enjoy the most," he explained to her, yet he had this weird sense in his mind that she had taken what he said as something else. But it didn't really click in his mind that it in fact was that way. She leaned into him and spoke to him and he was quite suprised that she actually played quidditch she didn't really seem like a girl that would. "Well, I have my stick right here, so I'm all for it," he told her a grin planted on his face but it was wiped off when she planted one on him. He wasn't sure what it did to him but he felt hungry now, hungry for kisses. Jotham has been lacking in the female girlfriend department for a few years now and before he had been to young for it to really mean anything. He turned them around and continued to kiss her as he pushed her against the wall. His hands stayed on her waist and his mouth on hers, it was statisfying enough for him. A tiny makeout session before a nice one on one practice of Quidditch, it seemed like the day couldn't get any better.

 

[Michelle Magonus]

Very little got Michelle James this interested in a new boy. It wasn't odd for her to be fairly forward, but it was nice to now that she wasn't really the only one. Either the boy had no idea what she was really meaning or was just chosing to pretend to not. Either that or he was like the male version of her. Which she doubted greatly. No person could ever be like Michelle James. She was completely different. She was a breath of air. And someone that was fairly difficult to get rid of. Not because she clung on to a person but her attention grabbing ways were enough for that to happen. She was pleased to have walked into the boy, it wasn't every day that a boy actually caught her attention this much. He was a quidditch player and he was new. All in all it was just great. A bad class and bad holiday had been completely turned around. The boy was pretty much what was making her year already. And oddly enough it was basically nothing. There wasn't much that the boy had actually done. It was just the for the first time in a long time, she wasn't being completely just turned down. Or just nicely turned down. She was literally with a boy who actually wanted her. It was a pretty great feeling she had to say. It wasn't like anything like this would ever happen it was just so unlikely. And it was mostly why Michelle James was really taking advantage of the situation. It wasn't like she thought that it was stupid. She didn't care that after this the likelihood of the two of them talking was more slim than Michelle not crying or yelling over the smallest thing. It wasn't something bothered her. It was why she lack a prince charming in her fairytale. It was just a lot easier to use once and get rid of than actually get close and realise that their were real emotions. Real emotions weren't something that Michelle liked. She was emotional, she could be laughing one minute, crying the next and then yelling the one following but the one thing that never did change was the fact she hated the thought of having to commit to anything. It was silly to be tied when their was so much on offer, and if Michelle was really trying to be serious she had admit that she was a little afraid of giving away her heart. Though as the boy spoke of Keeper and Seeker, she wondered if those were German things to be done. Because she'd never heard of them. And then it crossed her mind that he was talking about quidditch. It was no way. he couldn't be. She gave a little giggle when he spoke of his stick. But, it was definitely what she thought it was. This wasn't about Quidditch. Not in the way that he took her by the waist and leaned her against the wall and kissed her. She put her arms around his shoulder and kissed him back. She was pretty pleased. This was a good day. She leaned out. "Drop your pants" She said before thinking it through in her brain. "We are both talking about doing it right? Like we are talking about coitus? Right?"​

Out of Character:

This took me forever. I just kept reading yours and laughing.

 

[Jotham Kanu]

Jotham was pleased that his flirting had got the girl interested in him. It was even better that she wanted to go play with him, though it was winter so it'd be pretty chilly outside all snow. But if she wasn't very good and fell off her broom then the snow would be better to fall onto then hard dry ground. He would be used to falling off his broom and onto the hard ground but Jotham didn't want Michelle to fall and injure herself and blame him and leave. It wasn't everyday he got the chance to kiss a pretty girl, even if he did want to rip off her fake eyelashes. Jotham hadn't ever found himself attracted to fake girls, but this one seemed to have something real under her instead of just sugar and spice. It made him happy that she ran into him, prehaps he could convince her to be more real to her natural beauty if they spent more time together. You know convince her to let him see what she really looked like and all. He doubted that would happen for a long time, he didn't want to pressure her into changing herself for him and she didn't seem like the type of girl that would.

Her giggle was very cute and it made him really smile down at her. She wasn't like anyone else he had met so far at the school. She was different, but in that good way, she wanted to stand out and make an impression where as Jotham usually stood more to the back of the group; still there but not really making his voice be heard. Feeling her arms reach around his neck he smiled into her kiss and was saddened when she pulled away but he felt his mouth drop at her words. "What? Here in the hallway? I thought we'd go down to the pitch, it's not allowed in the corridors, you know," He said about her request a smirk finding it's way to his face. Underneath his joggies he had a pair of shorts that he wore while playing Quidditch when he didn't have a uniform. He smiled down at her and leaned in to kiss her again but was stopped by more of her words. "Doing it? Well, yeah I'm all for it if you are," he told her completely stoaked to play some Quidditch with another person, he wasn't very sure on her term not being English he didn't know alot of difficult English words, or very much slang.

Out of Character: Edit

Sorry if you read this before and liked it but look up I got inspired to keep the funnies going and changed it, aka it's late and I'm tired again so my funny brain is working again

 

[Michelle Magonus]

The girl was pretty pleased, she was having a great day. This boy was practically making her month. It wasn't like it was an easy thing to do. The girl was picky after all. She knew that it had to beat this day. Michelle knew that most saw her as a slut. Not really because she went with many people but more because she tended to say that she'd been with more people than she'd actually been with. It was quite funny to her, that some people bought some of the lies that he chose to tell. Not because she lied often but more the lies she told. She would never back down from. It was just the way that she was. She chose to tell people slight extentions of the truth, and then the lies came when too many extentions of the truth were aparent. It wasn't always clear what exactly she was telling the truth about and what she lying about. Sometimes, when she got angry, Michelle found she spoke more lies than she did when she wasn't angry. it wasn't good or useful. She knew that there was a lot that the real her could offer, Michelle much prefered what she had on the surface to anything deep down. Most of the things deep down, were not things that she could really enjoy. She knew that it wasn't a great thing to do such things, but then it was clear to her that this boy liked the surface her more than anything. The fake lashes, and falsely blonde hair. The same could not really be said for most other things. Michelle was probably the only person who dressed as she did or wore eyelashes like she did. But it didn't matter to her. She didn't care because she was happy, and this, what she was doing was not something that could happen every day. not something that she would have to tell lies about because it was clear the guy was as into it as she was. Listening as he spoke, she had to agree. She doubted that it was allowed, then doing it in the middle of the corridor, which would've been why she'd suggest the bathrooms they were standing beside. But the pitch sounded very much like a good idea. It was good. Nice and simple. It would be a good place to go. A lot more quiet she had to assume, but it was a good idea. One of the best ideas that she'd had in a while. "That sounds good. Real good" SHe smiled at him, before leaning in slightly. "I'm glad we're on the same page. " Michelle muttered to him, before leaning into him and kissing him once more, this time a lot more passionately. "Lead the way. " She leaned back and took his hand. Waiting for him to lead the way.​

Out of Character:

Sorry it's so lame

 

[Jotham Kanu]

Jotham smiled at the girl glad she agreed with him, of course he thought that she would be smart enough to know that the Pitch was the only place you could play Quidditch but prehaps not. Her passionate kisses were sending his brain haywire and he suddenly wanted to do alot more then he could or should. His right hand slipped down and gripped hers as he leaned down to kiss her once more. He was more then happy to show Michelle where the Pitch was, it was his favorite place in the school, after all. He took off walking bringing her along with him taking the short cut through the castle to one of the side Entrances instead of going all the way around, not that he would have minded spending more time with her. His left hand held his broom so when he got to the door and had to open it he dropped her hand and opened the door before leaning on it and pulling the girl close to him so they both were in the small door. A smile was on his face as he leaned down and kissed her lightly again, this kissing was the farthest he has ever been with a girl and it was nice. "You warm enough to go outside?" He asked her looking down at her clothing prepared to pull off his cloak for her to wear, he'd never want a girl to suffer while he stayed warm it hardly seemed fair. His hand was holding her around the waist pulling her in close as he looked down at her waiting for an answer; that was when, once again, he felt the need to see the real her underneath the makeup and his hand holding his broom twitch at the thought of taking off the fake lashes and wiping her makeup off with his hand. Her olive eyes were something else, looking down at them made him lean in and give her neck just under her chin a few kisses as he waited to see if she was cold or not, either way she was going to get his cloak.

 

[Michelle Magonus]

This wasn't the usual way that Michelle went with a guy. Generally, she had to work a little harder, and generally she didn't go outside with a boy. Not to the quidditch pitch. She hardly went there. She had no interest in playing. She found the costumes were too restricting and they made her feel as though they were sticking to her skin. Which wasn't something that she liked. Most would figure by the length of her skirt and the looseness of her shirt and tie, that she like free movement. It was a lot better in the situations like this that she was in. It was a great situation, that Michelle had found herself in. While she knew that it was pretty rare. She couldn't imagine any one else in Durmstrang in would ever be in that kind of situation. She doubted any would end up in a situation like the one that she was in. She doubted that she would ever end up in a situation like that again. Unless after this she would come back across the boy in front of her. She took his hand and then let him lead the way through the castle. It was pretty unusual for her to be lead anywhere. althought, despite the boy being new, he seemed to know his way around the castle fairly well. Using the much quieter paths and those not often taken when going through the school. Michelle was impressed to say the least. She had to admit that despite what parts of her brain were telling to do other things. To break this off from what they were doing. But it wasn't like she really wanted to do that. This was the most fun she'd had in a while. And not to meant the boy also seemed to be enjoying it too. They stopped at door, and he pulled her in. She responded by kissing him back. Before he spoke. She knew that once they were outside that she wouldn't need one. But it would be good. She nodded. "I'll be warm enough. But, I'll take the cloak anyway." Michelle said when he leaned in and kissed her neck. She moved her head so there would be more space for him to kiss. But as he kissed her on the chin, she raised a hand and raised his lips to hers. She kissed him, and then leaned out. "We should go." She smiled at him once more. Really pretty pleased with it. Although Michelle wasn't sure where the pitch was exactly, which was why she wanted him to lead the way. She leaned in again and kissed him. She moved out slightly and looked up at him smiling. "Lets go"​

 

[Jotham Kanu]

Jotham smiled down at the girl he was with, he was sure that this was going to be a day to remember, a beautiful girl to kiss and to practice his favorite game with. Slipping his cloak off he looked out at the snow covered grounds before wrapping it around her shoulders, using it to pull her in once again. This time he was alittle more daring and his hand found it's way around her to her bottom. A smirk appeared on his face as he wondered what she would do to respond to his latest move. "There," he said down to her as he looked over her in his cloak with an appreciating eye. He smiled slightly dropped as she leaned out but it was understandable to him he couldn't wait to get out there and show her his skills. "Well yes we can go," He said to her untangling himself from her and taking her hand leanding her out to the path towards the Pitch. He didn't know much about her so it was strange for Jotham to want to be her as he did now. "So do you play much?" He asked turning his head back to look at her as he asked the question. Of course he was talking about Quidditch, most of whatever he talked about went back to the game he loved so much.

 

[Michelle Magonus]

The fact it was all happening was not really computing into the girl's brain. She was thinking over everything that had been said. She was pretty pleased that she'd met this boy. It was odd, and the problem was, she could barely remember his name. That part of the conversation seemed a million miles away. And it really was. There wasn't a clear reason for why this was really happening. Why the boy was this interested with her. She didn't know him, but for all she knew he was always like this. With all the girls that he ran into. A little boy who liked to make his rounds. But, Michelle knew that he was far from someone that probably did this kind of thing. He had the air of a confused boy. Like this was something that he was wanting more and more. Michelle could never be that sure, he was like a closed book, and she didn't really care as long as it was fun, and it was. Being with this durmstrang boy, was new and exciting. He was different. She couldn't but smile appreciatively, as he made a small, but darling move. She couldn't help but smile again, and meet his eyes. She was a little upset when the untangled and he spoke, but they were almost at the pitch, and it was something she was glad for. Michelle just wanted to get started. Like he appeared to. But, when he turned and asked her a question, she had a confused look on her face. She played, but it seemed like the question was more to do with sports rather than what she had in mind. Michelle wasn't sure how exactly to respond she hardly wanted to ruin it, so instead of something, she just smiled, and kept moving towards where she was pretty sure was the pitch. Michelle broke into a small run when she spotting it. Dragging the boy slightly. The dyed blonde hair blew in the wind as she ran. Her feet were a little cold, but she was glad for the cloak. The skirt she wore, was not something that was made for running. it was easy to run in, but it wasn't long enough to hide from wind. She got to the door, and pulled the boy close to her. Putting her arms around his neck and kissing. "Shall we get started?" Michelle whispered. smiling up at the boy​

 

[Jotham Kanu]

Jotham laughed as the girl ignored his question and began to run towards the pitch once it came into view. He guessed he'd have to wait till they started practicing to see how well she was. He smiled down at her as she questioned him about starting and nodded before leaning over to give her a final kiss. Jotham couldn't really put it into words how excited he was about being able to practice his favorite game of Quidditch with someone. Looking around he noticed no one there that could join them, which was dissapointing but atleast he wasn't alone like usual. "We shall, have you got clothes to change into? Or do you need to borrow a pair of shorts?" He asked her moving towards the locker rooms. Afterall she couldn't very well fly on the broom in a skirt, well he didn't know that for certain but he hadn't ever seen a girl fly int he skirt before. Holding the door open to the locker rooms he waved her inside to get out of the cold while they decided what to do about her clothing.

 

[Michelle Magonus]

The more time passed, the more Michelle's mind was beginning to think that this was not actually about what she thought it was about, but rather actually about the pitch they were. but, surely there was no way a boy couldn't mean that. She didn't understand why he wouldn't get what she meant. She'd been pretty clear, and he'd been the slightly more avasive one. It had been up to her to really decipher what was meant by what he said. But, she really was beginning to think that it wasn't what it seemed. It was really more a part of Michelle's brain telling her that something was wrong, that it wasn't as easy as it seemed. That in the blink of an eye, everything would change. That generally by this point, things had taken a turn for the worse, and it wasn't going to be the best thing. Considering how good she was feeling and how excited the boy seemed to be, but with most guys she tended to have been pushed away by that point. Long before. But she felt a connection with the boy, but it wasn't like she knew after this that anything would come of them. It was just a one day thing. She hardly thought that the boy would want to speak again. Michelle's smile faded when he asked if she had any clothes to change into. Michelle, now realised that he meant quidditch. It was pretty clear, since in her mind she didn't need clothes to change into. they just had to both lose there clothes and unless he was interested in doing it clothing, she couldn't see how it would in any way mean what she wanted or thought it was. She gave a small laugh and then shook her head. "Oh, wow, this is going to be awkward." She muttered. Michelle took off the cloak and held it in her hand. "Listen, Jotham, I think we've misunderstood each other. I don't like quidditch. I thought we were going to do something else." She was trying to hint at what she'd meant, hoping that the boy wouldn't hate her, but She couldn't keep going on. It wouldn't be easy, if he expected her to play, and if she expected something in return. It was best to put a stop to it. Not something Michelle was the one doing generally.​

 

[Jotham Kanu]

Jothem smiled at the girl waiting her answer as he pulled open a Locker with his name on it. It was pretty strange having a girl in the room, but he wasn't going to take his clothes off in front of her or anything. Taking out his Quidditch robe he glanced back at Michelle as she was taking off his cloak. "What do you mean?" He asked pulling her up to him holding her close before she said anything else. He was shocked by her next words, how could she hate Quidditch she had seemed all for it before. But he went back in his mind about their conversation he could clearly see the double meaning know and he felt stupid for roping the girl into all this mess. "Oh, oh well. Ughum, well we, I mean uh. I've never done anything with a girl before. I mean well I've never met another girl as pretyt as you before that I'd like to do things with before. Uh, what I mean to say is, that if you want we can go forth with your plans, but prehaps go slowly you know, I don't know, like date for awhile. To make sure we are right for each other, or something," he said his hand reaching up to sratch the back of his head awkardly. He didn't really know what to say, but he had been enjoying himself immensly till now and he had figured that once he got to know her more he'd ask her out. He didn't want a pretty thing like Michelle to be lost to him forever, that wouldn't help his current relationship status at all. He was sort of a nervous wreck right then which he knew didn't help himself look like boyfriend material.

 

[Michelle Magonus]

There wasn't much doubt in her mind as soon as she'd said it, that they'd both understood the other. which for her was pretty funny. The guy was nice and he was cute, and he had amazing blue eyes. But, he wasn't really interested in her other than an odd friendship, which the durmstrang girl was not interested in. What she wanted was for all the boys to be paying attention to her and only her. She smiled at him, glad for the fun they'd had before reaching this point. Despite the fact, that neither had understood the other. It wasn't like she had tried to achieve this, more that it had just ended up in that way. She didn't hate him, or feel cheated. It was probably for the better that they weren't. Michelle thought that it would've been a lot more awkward if they did. The boy was new, and familiar looking, and she didn't want to make it more difficult for him to make friends with people. She just smiled at him. The most real smile, that she'd probably shown him. She had a look of caring towards him. The real Michelle was emerging, if only briefly, she was still. "It's okay." She said as he started to explain. She'd not actually been with many guys, just enough to know that the boy would want his first time to be a little more special than just some girl he didn't know well at all. And right enough, he suggested to take it slowly. Michelle shook her head at him. As much as it was kind to offer, she wasn't really interested in having a boyfriend. A boyfriend would look a lot deeper than just the surface. It would be less of a mask for the girl to hide behind, since he would want to just get to know her and be more than just some guy. And she just wasn't looking for something like that. As much as she spoke of her home problems, actually dealing with them was something she didn't know how to do without, yelling, getting a little violent and crying. "You're a really nice guy, and your really very handsome. But, No. We can't date." She said to him, with a small apologetic smile on her face. She actually meant what she said. She walked over to him, kissed him lightly on the cheek and then turned to leave. "If you ever need me for anything, experience, a bit of fun, or just to hang out. Just find me." She said, before leaving the quidditch pitch. She didn't want to lose the potiential friendship, but she knew that she couldn't stay with him in there. He was not ready for someone like her, and the entire situation was awkward enough as it was. One had needed to leave, and Michelle had gladly done so.​

<i></i>

 

[Jotham Kanu]

Jotham nodded his head as she explained that she wasn't interested in an actual relationship. It was strange, he knew usually the roles they had were reversed yet here they stood Michelle the one who had been planning on using him for pleasure, and Jotham, he was the one who wanted something deeper then just a fling. For a second he almost thought he could see past the fake Michelle that she put out for everyone to see. Her eyelashes staying still for once and a real smile on her pretty face. He smiled back but only briefly because he was disapointed. After she left the Pitch he put away his Quidditch uniform and looked over the meeting her had shared with the girl. She wouldn't be interested in seeing him anymore, that was sure. Not unless he came to her for a one night stand sort of thing, but he wasn't interested in that. Her kiss lingered on his cheek till he wiped it in frustration of not being to get a girl to be with him.