You're a dream

[Kalani Mauven]

The school year was coming to an end and as most would expect Kalani had been studying like a wild person. It wasn't as if she wanted to do anything with magic after graduation but she knew that the life of a professional ballerina did not last long so she needed a back up once she retired from the company that had hired her. So she cracked open her text book and began to read it, with a sigh. She really did not want to do this today but a Head Girl must have standards with marks so she read in spite of herself. With a yellow high lighter in hand like it was Excalibur, Kalani stabbed into the clean pages of her books. NEWTs would be easy for her because she enjoyed standardized testing so she gave up trying to study and rested her head down on the soft grass and looked up into the sky. With the amount of clouds covering the sun, the girl did not even have to squint, instead she just watched the clouds roll by and picked out what shapes she could see until her eyelids felt heavy and began sinking over her hazel orbs. Over-exhaustion and a gentle breeze was all Kalani Alexandra needed to fall asleep on the Beauxbatons lawn and allow her to imagine freely.

When Kalani dreamed it was the only time she became her true self and not the one she showed to certain people. When in a conscious mind, the Head Girl was busy trying to be perfect, trying to act modest, trying to be the girl that everyone wished they could be but also seem to be able to balance everything that was given to her. It was stressful and in her current state she was allowed to explore this and allow her mind to heal her enough to deal with it all for another day.

Lately, Kalani's life had become a little bit more stressful because she not only had to study but she had to help with her mother's wedding, she had to look for apartments for Riley, Jennifer and herself and she still had to keep up appearances and be the Head Girl everyone expected her to be. She really felt like she needed someone to give her a shoulder to lean on, to understand her and not be annoying like Malachy was proving to be.​

 

[Antoine Roux]

The youthful groundskeeper had been tending to one of his broken guitar strings when his eyes had rested upon a fair-haired girl, laying on the grass. He recognised her, as he did with most students, and he knew this one to be the Head Girl. Antoine Roux had worked at the school since finishing there as a student, and he had seen a few different people taking on the roles of prefects, Head Boy, and Head Girl. Being only the groundskeeper, he didn't really have much of a chance to get to know many of the students, and in that time, he had grown somewhat solitary, hiding away beneath a tree with his treasured guitar, listening to the notes he played that often spelt out more than he would ever say.

Antoine continued to mend his guitar, preferring to do so manually than by magic. He couldn't help but wonder what life would have been like, had he been born a muggle.. But then, he wouldn't have had his wonderful family. A family that had always supported him and cared for him. A slight smile formed upon his face; however lost, lonely or unhappy he was, his family was his safety net, always there for him. Especially his beloved aunt, Boudicca. She had coped so well with the death of Achille, and Antoine admired her for it.

Having finally resolved the issue with his guitar, Antoine began to strum a few chords. He was far enough away from the girl that this should hopefully not disturb her too much. But he couldn't help himself as he began to play. The tune sang to him of a love lost, and a summer just arriving. He had had two long-term girlfriends. What had gone wrong? How had he managed to end up without them? The matter puzzled Antoine, though this did not mean he was on anything less than good terms with girls. Perhaps it was for the best, especially if those girls were now with people who truly loved and cared for them. With a small shake of his head, the groundskeeper began a quiet song. It was how he cleared his head and relaxed. After a couple of minutes, he fell silent, hanging his guitar over his back. Maybe he could engage in conversation? Maybe one person would not bite his head off?

Cautiously, Antoine approached the girl, pausing a few feet away with a smile on his face. That lopsided puppy grin. It was obvious that Antoine was a kind young man who enjoyed listening to others and aiding them where possible. His aunt was very proud of him for it. But he had noticed something that had possibly caused the trouble in his relationships, though he very much hoped it wasn't the true reason: He was a good, caring, and loving boy, and that was precisely why his relationships did not last as long as he would have liked. For some strange reason, the girls he liked, though they loved him as a friend, were only attracted to the boys who rejected them, who treated them like dirt. He couldn't understand it. Maybe it would be best just to avoid talking to girls.. But here he was, opening his mouth and speaking to the Head Girl. "Hello.. Do you mind if I join you?"

 

[Kalani Mauven]

It seemed that the universe wanted Kalani Alexandra to sleep in that very spot because in the distance there was light strumming of the chords of a guitar and the sunlight was kissing her skin. It was all very pleasant so her lids began to droop and she let herself succumb to these factors until a voice startled her. A gasp and the quick opening of her lids and Kalani was no longer in a state of utter peace. For a moment, the girl thought it was Malachy trying to bug her again but as she opened her eyes she saw the groundskeeper and smiled kindly. Opening her mouth to respond, she stopped in her tracks and looked up at the groundskeeper before saying cheekily, "As long as I don't have to be interesting." She was tired of being the girl who everyone watched and expected great, humourous things to come out of her lips but she did not feel like putting on the show today. Instead she wanted to lay herself on the sweet smelling grass and distress before she continued the act for another day.

Soon the act would be over and Kalani could not wait for it, even if every night and day at her career she would have to give the impression to be a swan or a princess or any other role that she was casted in a ballet production. Part of the blonde girl liked the act, it made her watched but it did get exhausting having to keep up with expectations so she waited for the young man's answer as she rested her blonde head back down. The truth was that Kalani was a simple girl, she just happened to be good at things that were considered somewhat extraordinary. All she really wanted at the end of the day was to be swept off her feet from an overwhelming love - even if she could not give herself to trusting a person whole heartedly. The first man who had run out on her had been the person that she was supposed to trust with her life and more, her father had not stayed and even if it was pathetic of her to have 'daddy issues' Kalani did and she was scared so the act was a way to be safe from the people who after entering would exit soon after.

So Kalani smiled contently as one more person entered and predicted how long it would be until it was all over. Her first assumption was with her graduation because she had no intention of returning as this young man clearly had. Beauxbatons was a lovely school and would forever be in her heart but she had no desire to return to it and teach insolent little children what they did not care about and cleaning up after people wasn't exactly in her future. Her patience made it impossible for her to do the job of other's... besides she had spent nearly her whole life practicing to be a professional dancer and after graduation she could do just that. The torture she had put her body through would be worth it in the end; even if she had to force it to be so. But this was not the time to think of such things so she flicked her eyes open once more to the man and arched one of her thin eyebrows inquisitively.​

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