Post by lydia on Jul 11, 2011 14:53:09 GMT -5
lydia alice zabini
nineteen , slytherin , sophomore , naya rivera , canon
tell us about yourself:
the sky looks pissed
"the first thing you need to know about me, lydia alice zabini, is that i take absolutely nothing from absolutely nobody. no one that has the name zabini and an attitude of a winner takes anything from anyone. that's how i live. i don't take shit from my parents, my siblings- not even sabriel, and i'm about as close to dating him as i am to anyone.except maybe eli. anyway. i'm independent. i don't need guys. i just like them. a lot. and i like sex. a whole bunch. so, as long as you know that, you more or less have the basics of who i, lydia alice zabini, am."
the wind talks back
"my family. yeah, well. they are what they are, right? my father is my hero, my mother was lucky she got him and my siblings are sort of annoying. most of the time at least. i really can't stand my older brother- the one who is only a year older. i hate gryffindors on principle, but he just makes me want to throw things. i don't mind my older, older brother or my sister. i don't. i just... whatever, you know? they're my family. i have to deal with them. my grandmother was an idiot, i have to say. she got knocked up about three times, and never got married. idiot. so how my mother ended up getting my father i will never understand. ever. my father... i love him with everything in me. he's been very close to me ever since i was born. since i was the youngest, i was always daddy's girl. but there's just something about him that... i relate to. we're very similar in personality, believe it or not. he's as cocky as i am, the same way my grandfather always was. it's a family thing, i expect. my mother wasn't exactly the most pureblood of people, but my father was everything a pureblood son was supposed to be, which is what i admire more than anything. he's just so... he's my strong link. he always has been. and the fact that he hasn't married me off to someone makes me appreciate him even more. i think he knows me well enough to know i don't plan on settling down until i'm about eighty, and trusts my judgement... unlike my mother. i have no respect for the woman. i don't even want to talk about her. but my father is my solid link to everything."
my bones are shifting in my skin
"when i was in first year, my very first class was double potions with a bunch of hufflepuffs. well, needless to say, most of us stuck to different sides of the room. all except this one little ballsy kid. out of nowhere, he sits right down next to me and says 'oi, princess, feel like being my partner?' well, i looked him over and said 'only in your dreams, babe.' but since then, we haven't been able to get enough of each other. i can't say we're friends, but i can't say we're not, either. we're just... we're us. we've grown up together, always teasing each other, making each other smile... i'll never forget. there was one incident when i actually had a boyfriend, and we broke up... and the only person i could think of to go see was eli. i was an emotional wreck to say the least. but eli got me through it. of course, there was a lot of kissing involved and not a lot of talking... but in that moment, i needed him, and he was there for me. and for once, i was content to just be with him. we literally just sat on the couch in his common room for about an hour, not really talking much, not kissing... just me, laying there in his arms. it was a nice feeling. of course, neither of us talk about it at all, but... it was nice. eli's been a staple in my life for most of it, if we're going to be honest. i couldn't imagine my life without him."
and you my love are gone
the sky looks pissed
"the first thing you need to know about me, lydia alice zabini, is that i take absolutely nothing from absolutely nobody. no one that has the name zabini and an attitude of a winner takes anything from anyone. that's how i live. i don't take shit from my parents, my siblings- not even sabriel, and i'm about as close to dating him as i am to anyone.
the wind talks back
"my family. yeah, well. they are what they are, right? my father is my hero, my mother was lucky she got him and my siblings are sort of annoying. most of the time at least. i really can't stand my older brother- the one who is only a year older. i hate gryffindors on principle, but he just makes me want to throw things. i don't mind my older, older brother or my sister. i don't. i just... whatever, you know? they're my family. i have to deal with them. my grandmother was an idiot, i have to say. she got knocked up about three times, and never got married. idiot. so how my mother ended up getting my father i will never understand. ever. my father... i love him with everything in me. he's been very close to me ever since i was born. since i was the youngest, i was always daddy's girl. but there's just something about him that... i relate to. we're very similar in personality, believe it or not. he's as cocky as i am, the same way my grandfather always was. it's a family thing, i expect. my mother wasn't exactly the most pureblood of people, but my father was everything a pureblood son was supposed to be, which is what i admire more than anything. he's just so... he's my strong link. he always has been. and the fact that he hasn't married me off to someone makes me appreciate him even more. i think he knows me well enough to know i don't plan on settling down until i'm about eighty, and trusts my judgement... unlike my mother. i have no respect for the woman. i don't even want to talk about her. but my father is my solid link to everything."
my bones are shifting in my skin
"when i was in first year, my very first class was double potions with a bunch of hufflepuffs. well, needless to say, most of us stuck to different sides of the room. all except this one little ballsy kid. out of nowhere, he sits right down next to me and says 'oi, princess, feel like being my partner?' well, i looked him over and said 'only in your dreams, babe.' but since then, we haven't been able to get enough of each other. i can't say we're friends, but i can't say we're not, either. we're just... we're us. we've grown up together, always teasing each other, making each other smile... i'll never forget. there was one incident when i actually had a boyfriend, and we broke up... and the only person i could think of to go see was eli. i was an emotional wreck to say the least. but eli got me through it. of course, there was a lot of kissing involved and not a lot of talking... but in that moment, i needed him, and he was there for me. and for once, i was content to just be with him. we literally just sat on the couch in his common room for about an hour, not really talking much, not kissing... just me, laying there in his arms. it was a nice feeling. of course, neither of us talk about it at all, but... it was nice. eli's been a staple in my life for most of it, if we're going to be honest. i couldn't imagine my life without him."
and you my love are gone
"but anything i ever want to happen with elias rowle will not be happening. why is this? neither of us love. i refuse to be in love with anyone, no matter what my heart is screaming at me. i don't believe in love. i believe in sex. but if there was anyone i could ever love, or come close to... it's eli. he's just... ugh. everything i ever want wrapped up in a package that's just... so nice to look at. and yet, he makes me hate him most days. it's the curse that is eli, and it'll never break."
my room seems wrong[/font]
"so, to backtrack a little bit. like i said. i was a spoiled kid. i got everything i wanted, and blah blah blah. it was an easy life. i barely ever got in trouble, since i always pulled the 'i'm the baby' card, and it always worked. always. it was a simple sort of life. house elves to work for us, so i never did chores. my life was extremely simple. and i loved it. mostly, i stayed closest to my older sister growing up. she got me through a lot of things- girl wise, growing up wise. know what i mean? well, her and my oldest brother. we were the most alike, if we're being honest. and... i am. anyway, it was easiest being close to them, since we were just... similar. so when my big sister went off to hogwarts, i was a bit upset. i was only six or so, and she was leaving me. the balance of the house was thrown off just a bit, and i got closer to my brother. he got talking a bit about hogwarts and magic, and i got worried. i didn't know if i was magic. i mean, i would have to be, right? my family was as pureblood as it got. but i wasn't showing any signs. well, not many at least. but eventually, it just happened. i was out in my mother's garden, playing with the boys, and i got some flowers blooming and un-blooming and re-blooming. silly stuff like that. hey. at least i wasn't a squib. that's how i looked at it. two years after my sister left, my brother left for hogwarts. i kind of wanted to cry. both my allies were gone, and it was just me, dammit. i avoided my brother at all costs. by then i was about eight, and my life was still pretty simple. but by then i was allowed to go to pureblood parties. those were fun. mum would put me in these cute little dresses and i'd get to be around all the purebloods that were invited. those were my favorite. a year before it was my time to leave, my other brother left for school. it was tough being on my own.... but i got over it. i eventually fell in love with the idea of having the house to myself. when my letter finally came, i wasn't as excited as i should have been. i already knew it was coming, and it wasn't a surprise. so i went with my mum, got my robes, my books and my wand in diagon alley, blah blah blah. it was your normal nonsense. nothing too exciting. so overall, i had a good childhood. it was a simple existence, but enjoyable."
the bed won't fit[/font]
"the train ride to hogwarts was just fine. i sat with my sister and some of her friends. i didn't really expect her to let me in, just because i was an ickle first year and she was in her fifth year by then. who wanted to be around their kid sister, you know? but i sat with her while she braided my hair and talked me through everything. she told me all about what professors to avoid, when i should do my homework, how i should wear my uniform- the works. it was nice, having her back. she was in ravenclaw, my oldest brother in slytherin and my other brother was cursed to be a gryffindor. i all but wanted to hurt him for that. but i knew i wouldn't end up there. the boats were fascinating, and walking in the school for the first time was wonderful. i was the last to be called in my year, given my last name, but i was one of the quickest to be sorted. by the time the hat hit my head, it called out SLYTHERIN, no shock of course. so i joined my brother at the slytherin table and was done with it.
my first year was rather uneventful, despite the meeting i had on the first day. elias and i did a lot of teasing each other that year. not the teasing we do now, but the kind kids do- calling names, pulling hair- you know what i mean. it was fun and enjoyable and all that, but it was still an uneventful year. the same goes for my second year. eli and i were a little more used to each other, so our insults were a little more... they had more sting to them, but we never let it really get to each other. it was all in good fun. whenever we had classes together, we were always partners... until the professors knew better in our third year. we were almost attached at the hip by that point, and they knew we were trouble. i hit puberty in about third year. everything started filling out, and i started becoming more aware of who i was and what i looked like. my sister talked me through putting on make up and looking all nice for guys. even if she was four years older than me, she had a duty as my sister to help me out. my brother didn't appreciate it. still. it was nice, having her help me out. i think eli owes a lot to her for making me so aware of how i look. so i started getting some looks from the fourth and third years. even if they saw me go through my awkward stages, they didn't seem to care. i was pretty now. but i didn't have my first boyfriend until i was fourteen. he was a sixth year, and far more experienced then i was. my brother especially didn't like him. he was a pureblood, a slytherin and seductive as hell. and i was putty in his hands. eli hated me for the entire three weeks we dated for, telling me the guy was a prat and had no right being with me. i laughed at him, calling him jealous. remember how i said i was fourteen? yeah. well. that didn't stop him, and it didn't stop me either. do i have to spell it out for you? i slept with him. he was my first, alright? and he was the only guy i was with for a long time. when we broke up, i didn't really care. by the time we did break up, i was fifteen- which, apparently meant i was a badass or something. but i didn't care. i felt like i was queen of the fucking world.
over the next two years, things changed. eli didn't lose it until he was fifteen, so i had some time to wait before we were even and all that. it was around then that i started noticing how... attractive and sexy and... ugh he was- is. he got a lot cockier after we were on even playing fields, and i found that all but irresistible. before i knew it, we were skipping class to go snog in broom closets and leaving meals early to go snog some more. we were dating? no. have you not been listening to a word i've said. no... but we were sort of close. we slowly started becoming what we are today. the very first time i slept with eli... well. it was more than just sex for me. i told you, if there's anyone that can make me feel anything, it's him. but anyway, the kid knows what he's doing. and by the time we hit seventh year, it was... yeah. but i'm skipping a year.
by sixth year, i had a reputation to uphold, and man, did i uphold it. but there was this one boy. this one... amazing boy- that i now hate- that could rival eli. his name was dakota midgen, and i hate him. anyway, he was extremely attractive, and killer in bed. so i dated him. he was the first one i'd dated since my first boyfriend. that... was a mistake. a huge, awful mistake. he made me feel things, and i was... in like with him. not love, but like. and he... was a dick. i should've expected it. but the only relationship i ever put feelings into... shattered me. when he dumped me, i ran to eli. he was the only one who could make me feel better in the slightest, and even if it killed me, he was going to make me feel better. and he did. but... that's why i can't really be with eli... or anyone. because of stupid dakota midgen. what kind of name is dakota anyway? ugh.
seventh year i went back to my usual ways. you know- sleeping around. it was the height of my time at hogwarts. i was on top of the food chain and all that. but eli started with that bitch cassandra- whatever. i don't even want to talk about it. end of school. i graduated. the end."
i cannot seem to operate[/font]
"sabriel jordan and i are very similar people. both of us are slytherins. both of us are a nice change to the hoardes of light skinned people around her. both of us are addicted to sex, and both of us have never been told no. until one person made it hard on us. so we decided... well, i decided that he and i would make a good couple. we just work. it's slightly similar to cassie and eli, only not. because... we just aren't. we act like we're all in love or whatever, but we're allowed to see other people. but on top of all of this, we're extremely jealous. i'll see him with another girl, and i'll get angry. and then later that night, we have amazing and overly rough sex. it's heaven. the sad part is, we were never really friends or anything. we never even really paid attention to each other. we barely knew each other. and now? well. we just work. and i'm glad we do."
and you my love are gone[/font]
"what about it? i'm having great sex with sabriel, and we get to do whatever we want, whenever we want. we both get to be nice and greedy with each other, and yet there are no strings. it's a perfect relationship. do i love him? no. i don't love. could i love him? probably. but he'll never, ever be eli, and because of that, i'll never be able to fully feel anything for sabriel. ever."
so glide away on soapy heels[/font]
"it's only my second year here, and i love it already. i'm studying english with a minor in journalism. i like writing, okay? get off my back. and it's not like i could major in sex, or slut. in that, i would succeed. i like writing almost as much as i like dancing, but being a dance major isn't really practical. it's like being a music major. you can't do much with it. my first year i did a lot with general nonsense, just to get it out of the way. it wasn't all that eventful. i took my classes, had my fun, had a lot of sex with eli, like usual. slutted it up a bit. you know. and then... eli had to go and start dating that slut cassandra. she can suck my imaginary dick for all i care. as if she holds something over me, as if i care who eli dates. it's not like they're really dating or anything. they're just... casually not... i have no idea what they are. but it pisses me off. eli's mine. he's been mine since we were eleven. who does this girl think she's playing anyway? doesn't she know she'll never be me? of course she won't. but eli stays with her. she won't. she'll never be me. ever. and when he realizes this, he won't need her anymore.... not that it matters. i have sabriel."
and promise not to promise anymore[/font]
"i don't make promises. i don't see the point in them. however many times i've promised myself that i wouldn't get jealous when i see eli with someone else, no matter how many times i've promised guys they're the only one i want, no matter how many times i've promised i won't attempt to kill my brothers- all of my promises get broken. end of story. so i won't promise. i refused."
and if you come around again[/font]
"my feelings on... what exactly? my feelings on eli are nonexistent. i'm a greedy person, alright? that's all i feel for eli. lust. and greed.... fine. honesty. he's amazing, alright? and... whatever. but there are other guys. blake sykes, for one. i could eat that boy up in one bite. mmm. he's lovely. i could see myself marrying him and being okay with it. just because he's... divine. in every way, and he can get to me like only eli can. he's adorable. so if i had my choice- blake or eli... i wouldn't know who to choose. i don't have feelings for blake, but it would be as easy as breathing, since we're so similar. but i don't... i don't have feelings, alright? i don't."
then i will take the chain from off the door[/font]
"that's it. you've heard it all. this is me, lydia alice zabini- who i am and who i always will be. you've heard enough, i think. and if any of this ever gets out, i'll kill you with my bare hands. mhmm. good day, then."[/font]
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harper , seventeen , pigeon , blame shaylaslut , adele & fish & alec v. 2 , promise not to promise anymore or whatever.
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