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Fayt Aurelious

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Fayt's smile is sharp. The way his lips would curve higher and higher, and just dangling, like how a predator might see its victim on the brink of death, and how the predator just waits for the prey to die rather than put it out of misery on its own. The smile doesn't come out often, but when it does, it's strikingly ugly and beautiful at the same time. It's also fascinatingly easy to get him riled up. All one had to do was toss a few mocking words that had keywords into them and his eyes would flare up and his pale lips would flatten out in anger, however, he does try so hard, doesn't he, to try to conceal those emotions. He learned at an early age that emotions were fruitless, that they provided a gap, a weakness, and he had learned well.

Fayt was taking a nap under the large oak tree at the Hogwart's courtyard, completely oblivious of his surrounding. He had thought that there wouldn't be anyone to bother him there, oh but he was so wrong. Sitting up and rubbing the last of the sleep from his eyes, Fayt glared at the students happily frolicking around the area. Having nothing better to do, he just sat there, yawning as he observes the others. Everyone and everything was just too plain for him. Though the school was indeed magical, it did nothing to catch his interest. "Boring..." He muttered haughtily, preparing to get back to lying position once again.
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Lola was out and about again but this time she wasn't jumping on trees. This was because there weren't many outside the forest and gardens. And because she had felt like playing ball more. She had a soccer ball at her feet, attempting to control it as she ran like her brothers taught her how. Her sisters had told Lola that she needed to be more girl like but that just wasn't Lola. If it hadn't been for school she wouldn't have even had the urge to ware a skirt because pants and shorts were more practical. Lola was in that skirt and marie janes though. The shiny black shoes already losing their luster because of the action that she put then through.

By the time Lola was half way through the lawn there where others trying to get the ball away from her. It was an impromptu game. They even decided goals one being one of the statues in the garden the other being the line of trees near the gardens. Lola seemed to have a team too because they where around her juggling the ball to each other and running towards the goal that was appealingly there's. She got possession of the ball and kicked it for a goal. As soon as she looked where she had kicked she saw a boy under the big oak that she had aimed at. "THINK FAST!" She yelled to warn the boy that the ball was coming his way.
 
Fayt was stopped when he heard a voice shouting, turning to look at the owner of the said voice, he saw a ball coming on his way. On instinct, he caught the said ball flawlessly and effortlessly, raising an eyebrow as it laid motionless on his hand. With a frown, he stood up, juggling the ball in his hand unconsciously as he walked towards the one who had shouted to him before. As he had neared that said person, he noticed that it was someone that is just probably around his age, with a very audible sigh, he handed her the ball. "You don't have that much of a control..." He said rather bluntly, yawning as he did so.
 
Lola caught the ball and laughed. "That's right. I'm getting better though. And I nearly made a goal over your head." She said sticking out her tongue at the others. "Come on leave your boyfriend and lets keep playing." someone shouted only to have Lola turn around and shout back "Boyfriend your back ankles!" playfully. She tossed the ball to them but they where still waiting for her to come back to the game. "You wanna play or you wanna move? If you don't I'm more than likely going to make a goal on the side of your head." She said again laughing. She didn't mean it as a threat. Lola just knew that she was most likely going to bean the boy if he stayed where he was.
 
Fayt shot a glare at the other students who had shouted at them, wondering whether they were talking about him, "They're not thinking that I'm you r boyfriend are they?" he said incredulously, a frown visible in his usually impassive face. He really can't believe his ears, well, no one had mistaken him as someone's boyfriend before, scratch that, there was one occasion, but at least, the girl who was involved was a friend of his, but right now, he didn't even know the girl who was currently standing in front of him. His train of thought had stopped when the girl had asked him if he wanted to play with them, he didn't want to, he wouldn't waste his time to play with those whom he barely knows, he wouldn't even give those students a second glance if he had happened to come across them on classes or even on the corridors. However, Fayt is not one to back down on challenges, he's not one to refuse it when one dare him. And from the girl's statement, it did sound like a dare. "Play with you? I'm not going to waste my time playing with pathetic players, am I? If so, then I would gladly refuse..." He said with a bored tone, casting a glance at the other students who were waiting for the girl.
 
Lola looked at him as if he where mad. "Of course not! He was joking, a-duh. Like I would really have a boyfriend let alone you. I just met you. Don't particularly like you at the moment but I just met you." She said rolling her eyes. Lola wasn't even thinking of something like boyfriends and girlfriends. She was going to have to put a verbal foot in the other boy's mouth when she got the chance. The boy asked if he wasn't going to waist his with pathetic players and Lola put her hand on her hip. "One if you suck so much that you feel like you have to call the others pathetic. Come on we're good enough. The game was going good. The ball only decided that it liked your head." She said with a large joking smile on her face. Yeah she was daring him now. She wanted to take his block off really but she decided that soccer was a better way of doing that and making it look like an accident. "Name's Lola Caracola and I'm gonna show you why my brothers call me the Whipper Bird!" She said with a whoop then ran back to her classmates. If the boy wanted to play he could.
 
"Precisely my point.." Fayt said with an indifferent tone. Yes, he did just met the girl, and if he could, he wouldn't even associate himself with her. She was just too bright, too cheerful for his likes, she's some sort of a foil to him. He frowned once again as the girl said that they were good and that the ball had ALMOST hit him because it like too. With a glare, he watched her introduce herself and went back to her peers. He followed her begrudgingly though, he wouldn't back down to the challenge of such a simple sport, and besides, he was bored. Making those students eat dust would probably be able to entertain him.
 
Lola saw that he was following her so she grinned at her friends. He wanted a challenge he was going to get one. Lola nodded the boy who had caught the ball to let it go then the game began. She swung her right leg for the ball as a girl took it near a statue that they had designated the goal then. She got possession of it and started to run for the line of trees again while the others in her team tried to protect her from the other team. Lola nearly made it all way again when someone got through and started to run in the other direction with the ball. "Come back here cow lover!" She yelled playfully and started to run after him.

The boy that had nearly dismissed her was there of course but this was for fun. And if he so happened to take the game way too seriously she would have some fun making the ball remove the sick from his behind. Lola reflected on what she had just thought about and kind of grinned. She could be mean when she wanted to but then the boy was just getting really under her skin.
 
Fayt watched as the game started, he was actually quite bored, what with the game having no real mechanics at all, it was just not that organized and clear, he didn't even know which team he was on. Just standing there, Fayt waited for anything interesting to happen. He snickered when the ball was taken away from the girl by another boy, "She really had no focus..." He said with a shrug. However, before he realized it, the one who had snatched the ball away from lola had actually passed the said ball to him.

With a confident smirk, Fayt started to juggle the ball form his foot, then thigh, and then, he started to run, the wind blowing on his face and his golden locks dancing with it. "Pathetic..." He muttered under his breath, he was running faster than the others now, towards the line of tress which he had assumed to be the goal of the said game.
 

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