- Messages
- 324
- OOC First Name
- Claire
- Blood Status
- Half Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single (Looking)
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Age
- 17
Van closed the classroom door with a soft click, shutting out the excited procession of students on their way to the great hall. The room was dark and quiet and dusty, and there were strange shadows collecting in the corners where worn-out training dummies and small iron cages had been piled on top of one another, but given the circumstances, it was still far more comfortable than the common room. In here, nobody would ask Van why she wasn't going to the Valentine's dance. In here, she wouldn't have to bite her tongue to keep herself from saying that she wasn't going to embarrass herself by showing up.
She wandered slowly around the scattered desks, leaving a trail through the dust with her finger. Good thing she didn't have allergies. At the window she paused and looked down at the courtyard. Pink lanterns flickered on the stone walls, lending a soft blush to the pretty faces of girls in their pretty dresses as they laughed and twirled below. It was really like something out of a fairy-tale; and here Van was, close enough to be a part of it, but much too far away. She looked down at her jeans and sweatshirt, then back out at the girls in the courtyard. It was no wonder they were out there and she was in here. She couldn't have belonged if she'd tried.
She wandered slowly around the scattered desks, leaving a trail through the dust with her finger. Good thing she didn't have allergies. At the window she paused and looked down at the courtyard. Pink lanterns flickered on the stone walls, lending a soft blush to the pretty faces of girls in their pretty dresses as they laughed and twirled below. It was really like something out of a fairy-tale; and here Van was, close enough to be a part of it, but much too far away. She looked down at her jeans and sweatshirt, then back out at the girls in the courtyard. It was no wonder they were out there and she was in here. She couldn't have belonged if she'd tried.