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Lies, Deceit and Betrayal
Andrew
Her name was Liberty. She was really pretty, and I nearly choked on a jellybean when I saw her. She just smiled calmly, and leant back on her bed. No, I wasn't in her bedroom. (No matter how much I wanted to be) I was on the Knight Bus. Stan led me to the bed next to hers, and gave me some change. I nodded my thanks, and settled down on the bed. I was just about to get another jellybean when the bus jolted forwards, and I lost the jellybean from my hand.
Liberty giggled quietly, and flicked her dark brown hair behind her shoulder. She gave me another smile, so I was really glad that I was on a bed, otherwise my knees would've given in. Then, she looked down at something in her hand, and then she looked at me, then back again. I gave her a confused look, but she just blushed, and turned away. I swallowed the lump that had just appeared in my throat, and opened my mouth to say something. But the power of speech had left me.
She reached for something below her bed, but couldn't find it. She was now in a really weird position. Her knees and legs were still on the bed, but her head was underneath it. Her bum was in the air, no matter how much she didn't want it to be. All of a sudden the bus jerked, and she fell, heels over head, on the floor. I heard a groan, but didn't want to get up, for fear that I too would get knocked over.
A hand appeared, clutching a pen on the bed, and using that hand, she crawled up onto the bed. She then ignored me while she scribbled something down on her hand. She looked up at me and flashed a smile, even though you could tell she was really embarrassed.
"What's your name?" she asked.
I stuttered. "My-my name is Andrew. Andrew Silverstone" I felt my cheeks redden, so I looked down on the duvet I was lying on.
"Oh, hi! Nice to meet you," she answered, sounding really cool. I so wish I could do that. "I'm Liberty Severin." She flashed another smile at me, and then looked at me expectantly.
"What?" I asked.
"I dunno." She frowned. "What school do you go to?" she asked, while Stan was ushering an old witch down the steps, off the bus.
"Hogwarts." To be honest, I thought that was really obvious, but hey, never mind.
"What house are you in?" She asked, genuinely interested.
"Ravenclaw."
"Ravenclaw? Oh, I want to be in that house." She said, looking out of the window. "But both my parent's were in Slytherin. So I guess I'll go there too."
I stared at the back of her head. She doesn't look like the kind of person that'll go into Slytherin. But why wasn't she in Hogwarts long ago? Was she a transfer student?
"How old are you?" I asked.
"I'm sixteen. Why?" she asked, looking at me questioningly.
"Oh, you're the same age as me." she didn't look at all surprised. I wonder why? "Why haven't you been in Hogwarts?"
"I've been home tutored for the last five years."
Whoa. That must be hard. You'd have no friends or anything. Poor her. I'll happily be her friend, and show her round the school.
I told her so, and she just muttered something about being in Slytherin. Girls. They talk a totally different language.
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Lies, Deceit and Betrayal
Andrew
Her name was Liberty. She was really pretty, and I nearly choked on a jellybean when I saw her. She just smiled calmly, and leant back on her bed. No, I wasn't in her bedroom. (No matter how much I wanted to be) I was on the Knight Bus. Stan led me to the bed next to hers, and gave me some change. I nodded my thanks, and settled down on the bed. I was just about to get another jellybean when the bus jolted forwards, and I lost the jellybean from my hand.
Liberty giggled quietly, and flicked her dark brown hair behind her shoulder. She gave me another smile, so I was really glad that I was on a bed, otherwise my knees would've given in. Then, she looked down at something in her hand, and then she looked at me, then back again. I gave her a confused look, but she just blushed, and turned away. I swallowed the lump that had just appeared in my throat, and opened my mouth to say something. But the power of speech had left me.
She reached for something below her bed, but couldn't find it. She was now in a really weird position. Her knees and legs were still on the bed, but her head was underneath it. Her bum was in the air, no matter how much she didn't want it to be. All of a sudden the bus jerked, and she fell, heels over head, on the floor. I heard a groan, but didn't want to get up, for fear that I too would get knocked over.
A hand appeared, clutching a pen on the bed, and using that hand, she crawled up onto the bed. She then ignored me while she scribbled something down on her hand. She looked up at me and flashed a smile, even though you could tell she was really embarrassed.
"What's your name?" she asked.
I stuttered. "My-my name is Andrew. Andrew Silverstone" I felt my cheeks redden, so I looked down on the duvet I was lying on.
"Oh, hi! Nice to meet you," she answered, sounding really cool. I so wish I could do that. "I'm Liberty Severin." She flashed another smile at me, and then looked at me expectantly.
"What?" I asked.
"I dunno." She frowned. "What school do you go to?" she asked, while Stan was ushering an old witch down the steps, off the bus.
"Hogwarts." To be honest, I thought that was really obvious, but hey, never mind.
"What house are you in?" She asked, genuinely interested.
"Ravenclaw."
"Ravenclaw? Oh, I want to be in that house." She said, looking out of the window. "But both my parent's were in Slytherin. So I guess I'll go there too."
I stared at the back of her head. She doesn't look like the kind of person that'll go into Slytherin. But why wasn't she in Hogwarts long ago? Was she a transfer student?
"How old are you?" I asked.
"I'm sixteen. Why?" she asked, looking at me questioningly.
"Oh, you're the same age as me." she didn't look at all surprised. I wonder why? "Why haven't you been in Hogwarts?"
"I've been home tutored for the last five years."
Whoa. That must be hard. You'd have no friends or anything. Poor her. I'll happily be her friend, and show her round the school.
I told her so, and she just muttered something about being in Slytherin. Girls. They talk a totally different language.
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