10. Little bitty while later...
Sorry, but lately things have been hectic, not to mention an 11 on the boring scale. Two things have happened to me since I last wrote (one week ago):
1. New dream, 2. Charlie Hastings, and 3. Draco Malfoy.
Sorry, that's three.
Anyway, My new dream is awesome, and I love it until the end.
I am in the front of the Great Hall, and everyone is clapping. Then I am smiling, and as I turn to the side, I see Charlie curtsying (yeah, curtsying, not bowing). I laugh and laugh, and he smiles a crooked smile and, though I am dreaming, I feel my heartbeat speed up.
Then, Draco stands and walks out of the room. For some reason, I am the only one that notices. I don't do anything. Then Professor Orville is lying dead at my feat, and some skull-snake thing is hovering outside the Great Hall windows. Then Charlie, noticing Professor Orville, runs out of the Great Hall, clutching some book in his hand, his smile gone.
Weird, no?
Weird yesyesyes!!!!
Not only this, but Charlie Hastings is a very confusing boy.
After the first day, I thought, I don't know, like he was on my side.
After the first week, however, that is not apparently the case.
Not only am I considered funny, but also funny looking. You see, know I realize my error in asking them to not talk behind my back, but I said nothing about talking to me in front of my face.
OR about my face,
OR about how my magical powers are so awesomely NOT THERE.
This is especially fun when the brats don't perform hexes on me, but on the sheet music as I am playing.
So, over the first week, I had gone to liking him to taking 10 points every class period. oddly satisfying, taking points is.
So, Orville, I believe you won the, as you put it, favorite teacher contest.
Congrats
Draco is another problem, except with a different context.
NOt only does he do the 'charlie' mocking, but he enjoys swearing every other word.
Don't get me wrong, I swear once in a while too (more and more often, in fact).
but not every other efing word.
I got soooo fed up with him, I almost took his solo away.
oh, yeah, his voice is wicked sweet.
Which makes me wonder what he ever did to deserve it.
uh, my life is slowly declining on the 'how awesome is life!' scale.
I am trying to figure out a new way to discipline the brats, (yeah, they are brats, not students).
overall though, the songs are going pretty well, they are quick learners, and not just at singing.
Crap, gotta go, the next disease of infectuous students are banging on the door.