Into the Wild

[Clea Everett-Price]

Waking up in the morning and mingling with the family's house elves, was such a new thing for Clea. She wasn't used to befriending such creatures, there was just some pain in her stomach every time she would see one smiling at her. Somehow she was afraid and was still adjusting to the idea of living a new life, specifically being a witch. The blonde made her way out of her room already dressed into her attire, she hoped she could get pass by the servants without even noticing her. Clea, with her heels on slowly walked across the hall and decided to escape silently. It would be easier to just jump out of her room window, though sadly due to the incident before her aunt and uncle decided to place some bars. Somehow locking the teen into her room, of course she hated the idea. Gladly, there were no one in sight even a smallest creature present in the house was no where to be found. Perhaps they were to busy preparing a meal of something, the witch then quickly got of the mansion and closed the door as gently as she can. Followed by sprinting outside of the yard and then the large big gate, though it was a surprise that the get wasn't locked by any chance. Still she didn't mind and hurriedly walked away from the Mansion, Clea noticing a few amount of people walking along the streets decided to go somewhere new.She didn't had any exact location in mind, but thought it was best to go somewhere hidden. So she began to wander around the city and hoped to find a place to hang-out soon.

Out of luck, she was still circling the same streets for the past hour. Which made the blondes stomach grumble in pain, checking her bag and then her wallet. She saw a couple of money, enough to buy some food for herself. It was a bit surprising for a girl like her to have a little amount of money when her uncle continue-sly gives her more than she asked for. And just as expected Clea would place the extra money and just hide it under her mattress, not even counting the said money. Still she was happy to save some, to be spend in something really important. With that idea on mind and her stomach punching her insides, she saw a small restaurant just in the center downtown and decided to enter the place. The first thing she noticed was a big sign, which had some special menus for the day other than that was Country Theme it had. Clea entered the restaurant and made her inside, pulling an empty chair beside the occupied table she saw. There were only a few people having lunch, talking to each other and some where even there just to drink beer at this very hour. As a waitress approached her and handing her their menu, the witch then scanned the menu to see what she could order. "I'll have one Chicken Parmesan and a can of diet coke." she stated while making an eye contact to the waitress. All the waitress could do was nod, leaving Clea wondering if the waitress was mute or something. She watched her returning to the counter and giving her order to the man inside the kitchen, though he didn't looked like a chef from Clea's perception. While waiting she stumbled and noticed a muggle newspaper nearby and decided to grab one, she started to read a couple of article analyzing word by word.

Out of Character:

My apology for the lameness.

 

[Josh Baxter]

Josh Baxter had to admit he had a pretty sweet life at the moment. He had graduated a few months ago and he was glad that that part of his life was over him. He didn’t really mind school, he had had a good time but he just couldn’t stand being cooped up inside the same four walls all day everyday for seven yeah. Now life was good, he was living out on his own, having his own studio apartment in Edinburgh, he may not be completely far away from home but it was his own place plus it was handy for work. Oh his job! Not many people liked their job but Josh was one of the lucky few who had an amazing job and he enjoyed it every day, and every day was different which was great for the 18 year old. He was known for getting bored with things every once in a while so having a job that kept him on his toes was helpful with him keeping his job. As Seeker for The Wigtown Wanderers Josh had a pretty stressful job when they actually had a game, it was all down to him to finish the game and most of the time win the game for he and his team. He was a good seeker though, if he wasn’t he wouldn’t have this job. To be a seeker you didn’t need to be just agile or just strong like other positions on the team; it was so much more; he had to attentive to his surroundings and be quick to change route, the snitch was a sneaky little bugger but Josh was used to it by now. He had always had good eyesight which helped him greatly during a game. It was one of his attributes that he prided himself on and something that he was sure the scouts had seen in him when they saw his games in school. He still remembered the day when he had been approached by his coach telling him that there were at least 3 coaches in stands that day. He had made sure that it was his best game he had ever played yet and he could have finished the game in a quick time but he decided to show off a bit, making sure he was doing it right in front of the scouts. He knew it was a low move but he had wanted to play for a professional Quidditch Team all his life and this was his big chance. Needless to say it had paid off when he was approached after the game, with the scouts complimenting him on such a performance and then a few weeks later when he had received a few letters with offers. Of course he could have played for a much more well known team but all they could offer him was a silly sub position and The Wigtown Wanderers were the only one who could offer him a full Seeker position...needless to say he accepted them in a heartbeat.

Although this weekend was a time to relax, and party – he was living the highlife now and was pretty famous in the right circles so he was going to make the most of it. Of course he had a girlfriend but he had persuaded Clara to believe him that if he was in the papers all over some other girls it was just a publicity stunt, it usually wasn’t great for a young Quidditch player to be in a relationship...and she bought it. Sure Josh liked Clara and all but the attraction was wearing thin now, she just wasn’t his type but Merlin she was hot! Oh well what she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her, or so he thought. After a few nights of partying he decided to take a little trip to New Zealand to see his sisters, it had been a while since he had seen them and it was always nice to get a change of scenery, especially when it meant he could go out and not be recognised as much as back home. Decided to venture out on his own for a while he felt his hangover starting to kick in and with a rumble of his stomach he decided it was time to eat. Ducking into a quiet restaurant on the side of the street he took a seat and looked at the menu finally deciding on a piece of lasagne with a salad with a coffee and coke for afterwards, he needed some energy and a hangover cure. Propping his elbow on the table he placed his chin on his hand, looking out at the street bored. As a sigh escaped his lips he looked around the cafe and saw a girl sitting in the table next to him. Sitting up a bit more straighter he eyed her up and down, not bad he thought to himself, she seemed a bit younger but still very nice. Weighing up his options he thought of the best way to approach the girl. Ah! he thought of something. “Anything interesting?” he asked, it wasn’t great but it would do for now.

 

[Clea Everett-Price]

There wasn't interesting about the newspaper itself, she wasn't even interested in the business page. More likely the the entertainment part, where muggle celebrities were on the front page. Clea somehow recognized some of them but didn't bother to read on further, she wasn't a fan of people who are famous for their looks anyway. As she was reading, the blonde heard a strange voice. Obviously coming from another person inside the restaurant, quickly she closed the newspaper in surprise. Slowly she turned her head to see who it was, a boy perhaps older than her. She didn't seem to have seen him around New Zealand before, then again she was pretty busy procrastinating inside the mansion. At first Clea sat still, staring at the stranger. Trying to analyze if he was a death eater or something, but from what it looks. He was just a flirt like the other guys he had met before. "No, nothing really." she replied, as he purple eyes slowly looked at him once more. It couldn't be help that some people would ask her, be interested and such. Still she tried to look relaxed as possibly, hoping the guy was only there to have a meal like herself.

Clea then placed the muggle newspaper down, and folded it into half. She'll probably return it afterward, the witch continued to wait for her order, wondering if the boy would still ask some questions. She didn't mind as long there was no harm on it. Clea leaned on the chair, once again wandering her eyes. Looking at the face of different people, hoping she was safe for the min time. While waiting she decided to just imagine things, it was the only thing she had left to do since she wasn't allowed to do anything dangerous. The first thing that entered her mind was her father, mother..her parents. There was just so many questions inside her mind, that kept her intrigue about her identity. Sure the Price family had been a lot of help, but she always felt that there was something more. As if her relatives hinders a thing a thing about her parents, she never even got a chance to see her father. It was just confusing for her, even now that she'll be turning eighteen in a couple of months. It makes her wonder if she should leave her new home and try to discover her real self.

 

[Josh Baxter]

Josh couldn’t help but think how much he was like his brother sometimes. Leo had always been lazy at school, good at Quidditch – but never wanted to take it on as a proper job for some reason, he was much more happy living the life of luxury as he liked to call to it – and of course, Leo had always been a ladies guy. When Josh was younger he’d always watch how Leo interacted with girls and how girls just always seemed to follow him about and want him to pay the most attention them and not the other girls. As Josh got older he found it quite amusing as he began to understand it more. Leo almost brought Josh under his wing and taught him to be the guy he was today. Josh did love the ladies and at times he did feel bad about leading them on but most of the times the girls were good for having a little fun as well, it became even easier for him when he became relatively famous, The Wigtown Wanderers were a small team but he was determined to make his name known throughout the World by he was 30, but by then he knew his Quidditch days would be up but he had plenty of time before he had to worry about that. He was even tempted to maybe look into transferring to another team after his 5 year contract with The Wigtown Wanderers was up. The only reason he went for them was because they were a local enough team to him but once he started to make some good money he wanted to move, he didn’t know where too yet but he had plenty of time to worry about that; he was still young. Still being young was one of the main reasons he didn’t like being committed to one girl, the only reason he had tried to be serious with Clara was because he found her hot and knew that he wouldn’t be able to enjoy the company of her if he hadn’t pretended to be faithful to her; he could just tell she was that type.

Although today was one of the days he needed a break hence why he was currently sitting in a cafe in New Zealand somewhere. My wanting a break he did mean that he wanted a break, just have a day to himself and that meant not even hitting on some girls but he just couldn’t help himself. When he saw the girl sitting the table across from him his instincts kicked in and he couldn’t help but make a move on her. He was caught off guard quickly when he caught a glimpse of the girls eyes. Now Josh wasn’t one of the soppy kinda of guys to tell a girl that her eyes were beautiful or something, unless it was necessary, but he couldn’t help but stare at this girls eyes, they were so strange, unique and just captivating. “Mmm, slow day for the news then.” he replied absentmindedly. “Sorry if I bothered you or anything, strange not being out with any company.” he said, still trying to decide what card was best for him to play to open a window of opportunity for him to get to know this girl.

 

[Clea Everett-Price]

Clea watched the waitress deliver her food to the table, she was just really starving to eat her own order. At the same time she felt awkward eating her meal in front of the guy, she barely knew him anyway. The only thing she was left to do was stare at her place, wondering if the guy ordered as well. "Very." she replied quite sarcastic. The blonde had her flaws, including her sarcasm which pretty much drives the other men away from her. This was the only thing that separates her from her moms perfectness. She could feel her stomach grumble in pain and decided to just ignore her feeling. Clea then sliced her chicken into tiny bits and started to eat. Chewing her food, she heard the boy talk once more. "It's fine, yeah I suppose." she stated as she took another bite of her Chicken. Multi-tasking was one thing she was great at, and there was no problem talking to a stranger. At least he knew nothing about her, which makes perfect sense to act herself.

"I guess your not here to just.. I don't know share a table with me?" Clea asked curios of what he needed with her. He looked intrigued, maybe because of her eyes. Everyone seems to be interested in them, she knew that she wasn't the only one who had such eye color. Even her mother had them and look at her, she survived and met Clea's father. Taking a mouthful of chicken, she finished her meal in no time and took a sip of her diet- coke. Followed by staring at the can, wondering why it was diet when still it was full of sugar. She liked to point out thinks in her mind, stare at things that makes or curious but never did she manage to be intrigued to a person. Clea wasn't just a friendly person at times, she'd rather ignore them and move on or continue what she was doing. This was the result of her being a lner for almost ten years of her life.

 

[Josh Baxter]

Josh found it hard sometimes actually having to pull a lot of cards to get a girl to open up and just start talking to him and making it easier for him to make his move. He was a ladies’ man but 99.9 percent of the time he didn’t have to do a lot of the work, he’d usually just find the girl that seemed to be fawning over him without him having to do anything and then by just acknowledging her she was all over him and his work was done. He knew that he shouldn’t think of girls that way, he had enough females in his life, only including his family, that he knew that if they ever seen this side of him he would be beaten into next week. Although he’d never treat a girl completely badly, but he was still young and wanted to have fun and there was really no harm in that; at least there wasn’t in his eyes. Also his manager, oh yes he had one of them, wanted him to play the almost ‘bad boy or player’ sort of act to help with his publicity. He was still very new to the industry so if he wanted to make a name for himself then he’d have to do this for a while, not that he minded much; at all. Oh course in maybe six, seven years or whatever he would change his whole out look to a good guy, a family man, the kind of story that the public love and just eat up. He thought it strange that he had his life sort of set out for him but he just tried to embrace it as best he could. He found it somewhat hilarious that Clarice played on with his acts, she didn’t want to feel bad by doing something that could mess up his career so she stayed out of it. With doing things like this Josh thought that maybe he should try and flip his act and play the nice guy and decent boyfriend role and show how his new found popularity didn’t change him. Although Clara was just too nice for him, he was just waiting for the right time to dump her, the fact she had gotten friendly with Jasmin just made it all the worse for him. Oh well, it wasn’t like he was telling them to stop being friends, in fact he would probably use that during the break up ‘we can still be friends’ it always works well for him.

“Oh no! I would never want to intrude.” he said, faking honesty. “No I was just here for a quiet lunch. It’s so hard to find a quiet place to eat when you constantly get noticed by people.” he said rolling his eyes. Maybe she didn’t recognise him so if he could subtly drop the hint that he was well known at least, then he could bring it up and see where things went from there. When his food was dropped he thanked the waitress, at least she seemed to find her interesting but he didn’t really care right now. “Is the food good here?” he asked, clearly the girl seemed to be enjoying hers already.