Post by serenity on Jun 2, 2011 20:24:57 GMT -5
serenity nevaeh hale
nineteen , ravenclaw alumni , sophomore , dianna argon , original
name:
serenity nevaeh hale
nicknames:
none
age:
nineteen
house:
ravenclaw alumni - now - admin adds in
occupation:
student
blood status:
muggleborn
wand:
12 inch willow and centaur tail hair
relationship status:
single
serenity nevaeh hale
nicknames:
none
age:
nineteen
house:
ravenclaw alumni - now - admin adds in
occupation:
student
blood status:
muggleborn
wand:
12 inch willow and centaur tail hair
relationship status:
single
play-by:
dianna argon
hair color:
blonde
eye color:
brown
distinguishing features:
on Serenity's left hand (located on the palm) you can find a gathering of freckle-like marks in the shape or a star she had at birth. also, Serenity has a scar above her right hip from where she accidently burned herself in the kitchen helping her mom as a child. the skin isn't too noticable, although it is a different color and Serenity can't say she likes having it there.
style:
Serenity is not the type of girl to wear make-up. if there comes a day where she wakes up early, sure, she'll amuse herself but these aren't too often. Serenity would much rather lounge around and sleep for twenty more minutes than worry about her appearance. when it comes to clothing, she tends to get cold quite often so it isn't uncommon to either find her with a cartigen on or a sweater hidden somewhere nearby. preferring neither shades or colors, the blonde has several different rainbows hidden away in her closet. one thing Serenity prefers to stay away from are heels. she sees no point in them unless you feel like potentially spraining your heel. although she doesn't admit it, Serenity does like to get dressed up and go out every once and awhile. she loves picking out dresses but she would never go out of her way to do so. Serenity loves to be comfy in a nice pair of jeans. there isn't a day you will find Serenity in sweatpants unless you are at her house and she just woke up. this is like her hair. often she has it down, left to curl slightly or straightened. there is the odd time she'll style it slightly, though she never spends much time on it or anything.
dianna argon
hair color:
blonde
eye color:
brown
distinguishing features:
on Serenity's left hand (located on the palm) you can find a gathering of freckle-like marks in the shape or a star she had at birth. also, Serenity has a scar above her right hip from where she accidently burned herself in the kitchen helping her mom as a child. the skin isn't too noticable, although it is a different color and Serenity can't say she likes having it there.
style:
Serenity is not the type of girl to wear make-up. if there comes a day where she wakes up early, sure, she'll amuse herself but these aren't too often. Serenity would much rather lounge around and sleep for twenty more minutes than worry about her appearance. when it comes to clothing, she tends to get cold quite often so it isn't uncommon to either find her with a cartigen on or a sweater hidden somewhere nearby. preferring neither shades or colors, the blonde has several different rainbows hidden away in her closet. one thing Serenity prefers to stay away from are heels. she sees no point in them unless you feel like potentially spraining your heel. although she doesn't admit it, Serenity does like to get dressed up and go out every once and awhile. she loves picking out dresses but she would never go out of her way to do so. Serenity loves to be comfy in a nice pair of jeans. there isn't a day you will find Serenity in sweatpants unless you are at her house and she just woke up. this is like her hair. often she has it down, left to curl slightly or straightened. there is the odd time she'll style it slightly, though she never spends much time on it or anything.
likes:
` singing.
` reading.
` writing.
` flying.
` learning.
` teaching.
` helping.
` fruit.
` rain.
` sports.
` prefection.
` kids.
` meeting goals.
` making goals.
` testing herself.
` striped clothing
` the gender that is male ;]
dislikes:
` cracking knuckles.
` lies.
` sneezing
` drugs.
` giving up.
` spiders.
` muggle history.
` fog.
` gifts.
` surprises.
` judging.
` grease.
` uncleanliness.
` snobs.
` sluts.
` death.
` the brand that is bitch D=
strengths:
- flying
- reading
- staying true to people & her word
- caring
- writing.
weaknesses:
- personal problems (her own)
- the unknown.
- love. (who doesn't want their prince charming?)
- swimming.
- long books.
fears:
- losing her family.
- muggles being afraid of her
- never finding love
- being a hobo, not supporting herself
- an inability to have children
dreams:
- to start a family
- to be Head Healer at St. Mungos
- to find love
- discovering something new
secrets:
- not a virgin
- sneezes when nervous
- wonders what it would be like to be "normal"
- she's afraid that if she's a healer every patient will worry her more of her family being in their place
- she wants a child more than she should
personality:
protective & caring:
caring too much is a talent with this one. she is always thinking about others before herself. Serenity does not think twice if someone needs her help, people being safe and alright is the most important thing in her eyes. she is not a fan of doing things dangerous if it will jeopardize someone she loves-if it is her thought, she could care less. you could say she is careless about herself, which would be true, but it is the only way she knows. making sure that she is there all the way through when someone needs her is also important. she does not give up on friends and if they need a shoulder to cry on, she lets her loved ones know she is there, no matter what. Serenity has always been the type to be there and never run away. she does not give up and walk away if she gets in a fight, she actually does believe about sitting down and talking it through, seeing the possibilities of what can be done to fix it. if that involves her getting hurt in the process, she’ll take it but losing someone is not an option for this girl. Serenity tends to be a little too over-protective of those close to her. mess with them, beware of her wrath.
adventurous:
aside from being paranoid about what seems to be everything under the sun, Serenity does like to get out and go exploring. the world is a huge, gorgeous place and in her mind, not looking around is wasting valuble time to see as much as possible. Serenity and curiosity do not mix well, so to say. when she wants to know something, she finds it out pretty quickly; if it involves roaming around places that look as if they would scare the living hell out of others, she’s all for it. yes, she's cautious but Serenity is a smart girl. she is quite vigulant and always stays aware of her surroundings. no matter how attentive, there is the fact that these Gryffindor moves are not common for too many petite Ravenclaw women. this has to be the one department where Serenity Hale lets go and allows her mind to take control in a different way than it usually would wiith her studies. exploring has to be the one thing that unravels the young adult in the girl. without this, she would most likely seem like an uptight old lady to most.
talented:
althought she wonders about what it would be like if she lived a non-magical lifestyle, Serenity is a talented witch. she does not take her magic for granted and is amazed at what she is able to accomplish. she wouldn't trade it for the world, no matter how many other wizard and witches don't think about muggle lives. Serenity had just always been a curious one. seemingly profound in the art of charms and potions, Serenity takes great interest in learning as much as possible. going on in her course of medicine, she plans to be a healer- quite possibly even the head healer one day. it's like a dream of hers. there is nothing more that she'd rather do with her life- besides have children- than helping others get back to health and live on pass misfortunes. being raised by a muggle family, Serenity has a few hidden tricks up her sleeve from the 'other' world as well. while she can play guitar, the more surprising factor is that she can also skateboard. no, she may not look like the type but Serenity had taken an interest in learning with her almost-to-much-of-a-child-still father. it was like their bonding time.
` singing.
` reading.
` writing.
` flying.
` learning.
` teaching.
` helping.
` fruit.
` rain.
` sports.
` prefection.
` kids.
` meeting goals.
` making goals.
` testing herself.
` striped clothing
` the gender that is male ;]
dislikes:
` cracking knuckles.
` lies.
` sneezing
` drugs.
` giving up.
` spiders.
` muggle history.
` fog.
` gifts.
` surprises.
` judging.
` grease.
` uncleanliness.
` snobs.
` sluts.
` death.
` the brand that is bitch D=
strengths:
- flying
- reading
- staying true to people & her word
- caring
- writing.
weaknesses:
- personal problems (her own)
- the unknown.
- love. (who doesn't want their prince charming?)
- swimming.
- long books.
fears:
- losing her family.
- muggles being afraid of her
- never finding love
- being a hobo, not supporting herself
- an inability to have children
dreams:
- to start a family
- to be Head Healer at St. Mungos
- to find love
- discovering something new
secrets:
- not a virgin
- sneezes when nervous
- wonders what it would be like to be "normal"
- she's afraid that if she's a healer every patient will worry her more of her family being in their place
- she wants a child more than she should
personality:
protective & caring:
caring too much is a talent with this one. she is always thinking about others before herself. Serenity does not think twice if someone needs her help, people being safe and alright is the most important thing in her eyes. she is not a fan of doing things dangerous if it will jeopardize someone she loves-if it is her thought, she could care less. you could say she is careless about herself, which would be true, but it is the only way she knows. making sure that she is there all the way through when someone needs her is also important. she does not give up on friends and if they need a shoulder to cry on, she lets her loved ones know she is there, no matter what. Serenity has always been the type to be there and never run away. she does not give up and walk away if she gets in a fight, she actually does believe about sitting down and talking it through, seeing the possibilities of what can be done to fix it. if that involves her getting hurt in the process, she’ll take it but losing someone is not an option for this girl. Serenity tends to be a little too over-protective of those close to her. mess with them, beware of her wrath.
adventurous:
aside from being paranoid about what seems to be everything under the sun, Serenity does like to get out and go exploring. the world is a huge, gorgeous place and in her mind, not looking around is wasting valuble time to see as much as possible. Serenity and curiosity do not mix well, so to say. when she wants to know something, she finds it out pretty quickly; if it involves roaming around places that look as if they would scare the living hell out of others, she’s all for it. yes, she's cautious but Serenity is a smart girl. she is quite vigulant and always stays aware of her surroundings. no matter how attentive, there is the fact that these Gryffindor moves are not common for too many petite Ravenclaw women. this has to be the one department where Serenity Hale lets go and allows her mind to take control in a different way than it usually would wiith her studies. exploring has to be the one thing that unravels the young adult in the girl. without this, she would most likely seem like an uptight old lady to most.
talented:
althought she wonders about what it would be like if she lived a non-magical lifestyle, Serenity is a talented witch. she does not take her magic for granted and is amazed at what she is able to accomplish. she wouldn't trade it for the world, no matter how many other wizard and witches don't think about muggle lives. Serenity had just always been a curious one. seemingly profound in the art of charms and potions, Serenity takes great interest in learning as much as possible. going on in her course of medicine, she plans to be a healer- quite possibly even the head healer one day. it's like a dream of hers. there is nothing more that she'd rather do with her life- besides have children- than helping others get back to health and live on pass misfortunes. being raised by a muggle family, Serenity has a few hidden tricks up her sleeve from the 'other' world as well. while she can play guitar, the more surprising factor is that she can also skateboard. no, she may not look like the type but Serenity had taken an interest in learning with her almost-to-much-of-a-child-still father. it was like their bonding time.
parents:
matthew hale & olivia wilde
siblings:
n/a
others:
n/a
history:
Born on the night of December 5th, Serenity Nevaeh Hale was born to her loving parents after a long, hard birth for her mother. For years they had tried to conceieve without luck. Finally, Serenity came. Her parents saw her as their little angel, and being religious gave her the middle name Nevaeh- knowingly spelt backwards as "heaven." Years passed by in the muggle world and Serenity showed to be a happy, beautiful little girl. Her personality bloomed from a young age, making her into the women today. However, not without her past taking toll on that.
At the age of five, Serenity was placed into Kindergarden. The girl made friends fast, playing dress-up and learning her abc's. She caught on quickly and always played fairly. There was never much trouble given except when she grew to be slightly older and saw friends being picked on. Needless to say, she was like one of the guys because she picked a few fights here and there without thinking much of it. At the age of ten, her life took a whole new turn away from fights and dress-up, though. It was an evening at home where her mom was cooking her lunch, her dad was at work and she was spending the time in her room reading up on the new book she had recieved her for getting good grades. Sitting on her window sill, Serenity allowed her cat to come up onto her lap and lie there. In the kitchen a loud noise echoed and the cat jumped, hissing before unexpectedly biting her. Face distorted in pain, the cat wouldn't let go. Trying to take her other hand to pry it free, it wasn't working. As seconds passed, she called for her mother but by the time she ran in, it had already happened. Fur was everywhere and tears were running down her face. "I didn't mean too!" she told her mother, running to her, totally forgetting about her bleeding finger. It was later explained that when she got worked up enough, magic was revealed. She had blown up her own cat. From that day on she vowed to never get one again, feeling awful that such a great thing could come out of something so horrible.
Going to Hogwarts at the age of eleven, Serenity feared that her parents wouldn't accept her for who she was. At first they seemed iffy but they supported her the whole way through. Taking her to Diagon Alley to buy all of her supplies, seeing her off at Platform 9 and 3 quarters. They told her they always knew she was their magical babies; a gift, something unique. Serenity was a family girl. She wrote home every week at least once, and visited on the holidays to stay close. The first letter she ever wrote them was ten pages long. It discussed how she was sorted into the house of Ravenclaw, although it did say it was a close call with another. On the train there she had read all about the four houses. She knew that there was no way she could be sorted into Slytherin, as the only awful thing she had ever done was blow up her cat- something she refused to share with her new friends. She wasn't proud! All three others intrigued her and when the hat said Ravenclaw, she smiled with pride, running over to her fellow housemates. The years were wonderful years, and the education led to her want to know as much as she could. The carrer path she choose to go towards wasn't a hard one, as she had wanted to be a doctor back in the muggle world since she was little. Her mom saw it in her young- she was meant to help people, as she was always overly caring and determined.
Now at the age of nineteen, Serenity Hale has found herself going into her second year at the University of Hogwarts. It opened two years before her, meaning the seniors were the first to attend. The building was new, but she found it amazing. When you first came in as a Freshman, no matter what major you were in there was one thing you had to do- get resorted. Serenity wasn't sure what to think of this. Yes, people changed over the years but what was the chances of being sorted away from her fellow Ravenclaws that were coming to University with her? Not much. Only a few selected students had been changed into a different house than they were previously in at Hogwarts, though none complianed. Unsure as to what she wanted, Serenity went in, only to be sorted into house here.
Returning to continue on her journey to be a healer, Serenity hopes to find some new adventure to spark up her life with.
matthew hale & olivia wilde
siblings:
n/a
others:
n/a
history:
Born on the night of December 5th, Serenity Nevaeh Hale was born to her loving parents after a long, hard birth for her mother. For years they had tried to conceieve without luck. Finally, Serenity came. Her parents saw her as their little angel, and being religious gave her the middle name Nevaeh- knowingly spelt backwards as "heaven." Years passed by in the muggle world and Serenity showed to be a happy, beautiful little girl. Her personality bloomed from a young age, making her into the women today. However, not without her past taking toll on that.
At the age of five, Serenity was placed into Kindergarden. The girl made friends fast, playing dress-up and learning her abc's. She caught on quickly and always played fairly. There was never much trouble given except when she grew to be slightly older and saw friends being picked on. Needless to say, she was like one of the guys because she picked a few fights here and there without thinking much of it. At the age of ten, her life took a whole new turn away from fights and dress-up, though. It was an evening at home where her mom was cooking her lunch, her dad was at work and she was spending the time in her room reading up on the new book she had recieved her for getting good grades. Sitting on her window sill, Serenity allowed her cat to come up onto her lap and lie there. In the kitchen a loud noise echoed and the cat jumped, hissing before unexpectedly biting her. Face distorted in pain, the cat wouldn't let go. Trying to take her other hand to pry it free, it wasn't working. As seconds passed, she called for her mother but by the time she ran in, it had already happened. Fur was everywhere and tears were running down her face. "I didn't mean too!" she told her mother, running to her, totally forgetting about her bleeding finger. It was later explained that when she got worked up enough, magic was revealed. She had blown up her own cat. From that day on she vowed to never get one again, feeling awful that such a great thing could come out of something so horrible.
Going to Hogwarts at the age of eleven, Serenity feared that her parents wouldn't accept her for who she was. At first they seemed iffy but they supported her the whole way through. Taking her to Diagon Alley to buy all of her supplies, seeing her off at Platform 9 and 3 quarters. They told her they always knew she was their magical babies; a gift, something unique. Serenity was a family girl. She wrote home every week at least once, and visited on the holidays to stay close. The first letter she ever wrote them was ten pages long. It discussed how she was sorted into the house of Ravenclaw, although it did say it was a close call with another. On the train there she had read all about the four houses. She knew that there was no way she could be sorted into Slytherin, as the only awful thing she had ever done was blow up her cat- something she refused to share with her new friends. She wasn't proud! All three others intrigued her and when the hat said Ravenclaw, she smiled with pride, running over to her fellow housemates. The years were wonderful years, and the education led to her want to know as much as she could. The carrer path she choose to go towards wasn't a hard one, as she had wanted to be a doctor back in the muggle world since she was little. Her mom saw it in her young- she was meant to help people, as she was always overly caring and determined.
Now at the age of nineteen, Serenity Hale has found herself going into her second year at the University of Hogwarts. It opened two years before her, meaning the seniors were the first to attend. The building was new, but she found it amazing. When you first came in as a Freshman, no matter what major you were in there was one thing you had to do- get resorted. Serenity wasn't sure what to think of this. Yes, people changed over the years but what was the chances of being sorted away from her fellow Ravenclaws that were coming to University with her? Not much. Only a few selected students had been changed into a different house than they were previously in at Hogwarts, though none complianed. Unsure as to what she wanted, Serenity went in, only to be sorted into house here.
Returning to continue on her journey to be a healer, Serenity hopes to find some new adventure to spark up her life with.
rp example:
Camille was perfectly content with how her night was going. It was mystery that she felt at place when she was with Benjamin, in a way that most people never experienced in their lifetime. She considered herself lucky, knowing that not everybody found a person of the opposite sex that they could be themselves around, not hiding anything. Camille wasn’t hiding anything, and she never hide. The only thing she decided was best for him to not know was her feelings for him. She considered it as not hiding it from him, and more of just not revealing everything on her mind. In all truth, it was the same thing but she liked to think that it wasn’t. That way, she wouldn’t feel obligated to blurt her heart’s desire out to him. Tonight, she didn’t have to stay here with Benjamin. There was a party at the hospital for all of the workers, and you’d think that it was mandatory that the Head Healer go, but it was the second one this week. At the hospital, they always had more than one just to make sure that everybody could go to at least one. After all, there were a lot of workers and their houses weren’t exactly the easier to get off, considering the fact that not everybody worked during the day, and many had to be there during the night hours, which was parties usually took place. Camille was the only one who had hours in both the day in and the night to a certain extent, and it been like that for a reason. She was young, but she was the best of the best. Camille may not like to admit it, even if it was true. How she had beat out all the older healers, she wasn’t even sure herself but she respected the opinion of the past head healer’s decision in ranking her up, and handled it with dignity and respect. Besides the hospital’s party, she had three other party locations mentioned to her. She may not consider herself popular, but Camille had a few people here and there that she used to party with every once and awhile. She rarely drank, like Benjamin, and preferred water. She didn’t, however, not have a drink every once and awhile. Camille liked to let loose, she was just an uptight type of person and needed the alcohol to have a little fun. She merely wasn’t the type of overdue it. Despite that fact, Camille was still here, willingly and non-regreting.
Head tilting, Camille couldn’t imagine a cat’s tail wagging. She had always suspected that they would, considering the fact that they were there for a reason other than hanging there (she was aware it was mainly for balance) but when she thought of a tail, she thought of a dog that would lie on a hard wood floor, waking its tail against the ground in excitement when you entered the room. She had seen it done before back when she was a child, as her neighbor had a dog that did it to her. She loved that thing. Noting that she would officially have to watch Madison’s tail, she wanted to see it happen. It seemed like such a simple thing, but Camille was amused easily. Not to a rate where she was immature because of it, or dim, just to the point where she could find enjoyment in the things that usually would be looked at as casual. Redirecting her mind so that she was thinking of teams, it didn’t take her long to come to a conclusion on what she was going to say. ”The Chudley Canons?” she suggested, fully aware that specific team was his favorite. Growing up, Camille had never had anybody who she followed. Her father, unsurprisingly, cheered for the one and only Irish team. He was a very proud man when it came to his background. Camille found more interest in the game itself, though, instead of the teams that played. She loved them all and thought they did a great job at playing professionally. Therefore it was the least she could do to mention a team that he loved, and she wouldn’t mind watching. It was fair game, really. They were a good team, which meant they had a decent amount of games. Ticket prices were never a problem because of her job, and travel prices didn’t exist thanks to the fact that they could apperate. You had to love the advantages there were to being a witch/wizard, as so many things could be made simpler with a mere thought just put into it. Minor things like those were what set apart the wizarding world and the muggle world: abilities. That didn’t stop her from loving the muggle world, though. Camille actually hoped the game they went to was by another muggle town she had never been too. She loved to explore around different, unknown areas. She had a sense for adventure.
Squirming into Benjamin’s fit body, they may not be children or teenagers, but she couldn’t help but love feeling so young. Benjamin brought out the best in her, there was no doubting it. ”I…do…know… that!” she squealed out between breaths, laughing away, letting out a snort or two in the process. Her legs were curled up off the ground, practically hanging off of how he was tickling her. She was very ticklish, and he knew it. Camille laughed, Benjamin, a singer? No. She knew that he was a guitar player, not a singer. She was the singer, and a pretty good one at that. Not fantastic, but she did have talent. Camille also played the guitar, but it was scratchy since she only knew the basics. Camille couldn’t believe how much this night just seemed like a sleepover from her childhood but with a girlfriend. You know the one that had a whole bunch of junk food with a scary movie that would make you cuddle on the bed? Except this was better- this was with Benjamin. Nothing could beat out how enjoyable that was. ”Mmm. How I love movie nights.” she mused, happy as ever. Hoping over to get her purse, she was ready to go out and get however many movies they would watch. It didn’t matter to her, but they would need more than one, as one only lasted about two hours- they would be up all night! ”The bed it is!” content, she left to go to the movie store with Benjamin minutes later, closing the door behind her. Arriving at the movie store, they spent about a half hour just trying to decide what all they wanted. It seemed that they came out with six different movies; two horror movies, one chick flick, two actions and one that he wouldn’t tell her about. Why? It was all she could do but guess what bizarre thing was going on within his mind. Buying the chips, pop, ice cream and everything else, Benjamin and Camille rolled back to her house and when they arrived, she closed the door behind her and smiled. ”Ready to begin our New Years, Benjie?” she asked, her eyes looking towards her, searching for his eyes. Midnight was exactly four hours away now, so approximately two movies would be finished before they would have to look at the clock and wait for those four magic numbers to change, announcing that the new year was officially with them.
Camille was perfectly content with how her night was going. It was mystery that she felt at place when she was with Benjamin, in a way that most people never experienced in their lifetime. She considered herself lucky, knowing that not everybody found a person of the opposite sex that they could be themselves around, not hiding anything. Camille wasn’t hiding anything, and she never hide. The only thing she decided was best for him to not know was her feelings for him. She considered it as not hiding it from him, and more of just not revealing everything on her mind. In all truth, it was the same thing but she liked to think that it wasn’t. That way, she wouldn’t feel obligated to blurt her heart’s desire out to him. Tonight, she didn’t have to stay here with Benjamin. There was a party at the hospital for all of the workers, and you’d think that it was mandatory that the Head Healer go, but it was the second one this week. At the hospital, they always had more than one just to make sure that everybody could go to at least one. After all, there were a lot of workers and their houses weren’t exactly the easier to get off, considering the fact that not everybody worked during the day, and many had to be there during the night hours, which was parties usually took place. Camille was the only one who had hours in both the day in and the night to a certain extent, and it been like that for a reason. She was young, but she was the best of the best. Camille may not like to admit it, even if it was true. How she had beat out all the older healers, she wasn’t even sure herself but she respected the opinion of the past head healer’s decision in ranking her up, and handled it with dignity and respect. Besides the hospital’s party, she had three other party locations mentioned to her. She may not consider herself popular, but Camille had a few people here and there that she used to party with every once and awhile. She rarely drank, like Benjamin, and preferred water. She didn’t, however, not have a drink every once and awhile. Camille liked to let loose, she was just an uptight type of person and needed the alcohol to have a little fun. She merely wasn’t the type of overdue it. Despite that fact, Camille was still here, willingly and non-regreting.
Head tilting, Camille couldn’t imagine a cat’s tail wagging. She had always suspected that they would, considering the fact that they were there for a reason other than hanging there (she was aware it was mainly for balance) but when she thought of a tail, she thought of a dog that would lie on a hard wood floor, waking its tail against the ground in excitement when you entered the room. She had seen it done before back when she was a child, as her neighbor had a dog that did it to her. She loved that thing. Noting that she would officially have to watch Madison’s tail, she wanted to see it happen. It seemed like such a simple thing, but Camille was amused easily. Not to a rate where she was immature because of it, or dim, just to the point where she could find enjoyment in the things that usually would be looked at as casual. Redirecting her mind so that she was thinking of teams, it didn’t take her long to come to a conclusion on what she was going to say. ”The Chudley Canons?” she suggested, fully aware that specific team was his favorite. Growing up, Camille had never had anybody who she followed. Her father, unsurprisingly, cheered for the one and only Irish team. He was a very proud man when it came to his background. Camille found more interest in the game itself, though, instead of the teams that played. She loved them all and thought they did a great job at playing professionally. Therefore it was the least she could do to mention a team that he loved, and she wouldn’t mind watching. It was fair game, really. They were a good team, which meant they had a decent amount of games. Ticket prices were never a problem because of her job, and travel prices didn’t exist thanks to the fact that they could apperate. You had to love the advantages there were to being a witch/wizard, as so many things could be made simpler with a mere thought just put into it. Minor things like those were what set apart the wizarding world and the muggle world: abilities. That didn’t stop her from loving the muggle world, though. Camille actually hoped the game they went to was by another muggle town she had never been too. She loved to explore around different, unknown areas. She had a sense for adventure.
Squirming into Benjamin’s fit body, they may not be children or teenagers, but she couldn’t help but love feeling so young. Benjamin brought out the best in her, there was no doubting it. ”I…do…know… that!” she squealed out between breaths, laughing away, letting out a snort or two in the process. Her legs were curled up off the ground, practically hanging off of how he was tickling her. She was very ticklish, and he knew it. Camille laughed, Benjamin, a singer? No. She knew that he was a guitar player, not a singer. She was the singer, and a pretty good one at that. Not fantastic, but she did have talent. Camille also played the guitar, but it was scratchy since she only knew the basics. Camille couldn’t believe how much this night just seemed like a sleepover from her childhood but with a girlfriend. You know the one that had a whole bunch of junk food with a scary movie that would make you cuddle on the bed? Except this was better- this was with Benjamin. Nothing could beat out how enjoyable that was. ”Mmm. How I love movie nights.” she mused, happy as ever. Hoping over to get her purse, she was ready to go out and get however many movies they would watch. It didn’t matter to her, but they would need more than one, as one only lasted about two hours- they would be up all night! ”The bed it is!” content, she left to go to the movie store with Benjamin minutes later, closing the door behind her. Arriving at the movie store, they spent about a half hour just trying to decide what all they wanted. It seemed that they came out with six different movies; two horror movies, one chick flick, two actions and one that he wouldn’t tell her about. Why? It was all she could do but guess what bizarre thing was going on within his mind. Buying the chips, pop, ice cream and everything else, Benjamin and Camille rolled back to her house and when they arrived, she closed the door behind her and smiled. ”Ready to begin our New Years, Benjie?” she asked, her eyes looking towards her, searching for his eyes. Midnight was exactly four hours away now, so approximately two movies would be finished before they would have to look at the clock and wait for those four magic numbers to change, announcing that the new year was officially with them.
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