Post by Tallia Franchesca Yallex on Aug 4, 2008 13:42:10 GMT -5
TALLIA yallex
Tallia grinned when he said it was in French “Your howler was in French, not that’s interesting… I’m no good at it, actually I’m terrible at it. My aunt wanted me to learn French but I was so bad at it she pulled me out of the class after only two weeks.” She smiled, and rolled her eyes to herself. She wasn’t very talented now was she. She couldn’t keep her brain straight, or even her backpack. She was so un-organised she wondered why she was put into Ravenclaw. Wasn’t raven claw for the intelligent and witty and what not? Tallia was certainly not witty. Not one bit of wit was placed in her.
She scratched her eyebrow and looked at him sideways, “you actually like my laugh? Well that’s a first, people usually laugh at me and say ‘that’s the ugliest laugh I’ve ever heard.’ and then they keep laughing and begin to cry because they’re laughing so hard. I usually wait till their done and try my best not to laugh. Nobody’s ever said I have a good laughing. It sounds like someone gurgling through their nose or something…” She trailed off. She really needed to stop talking about her laugh. Who wanted to hear an hour long explanation of someone’s laugh. The subject was laughable. “you hate giggles? That’s funny. I only do that when I try not to laugh, so I try to make my laugh seem as quiet and slight as possible, you know disguise it. That’s my giggle. Not many people find my laugh pleasant. They either give me a strange look, as if I’m drunk or something or they point and laugh. I shall forever be ridiculed for my ridicules laugh. Though giggles take too much work, I prefer to laugh” She thought of how many girls giggled to show off to a boy, giggling really high pitched, and annoying. She laughed as she thought of the subject giggling, she was having a conversation with someone over such a trivial subject. Tallia could never understand why they did it so often. But of course she didn’t like girls that much, they were a little too catty for her.
She let out a bark of a laugh when she heard, “I imagine you're plenty good” “No, not really. I’m just… you know last resort. Not many people try out for that part. Most try out for seeker, kinda annoys me. Ever since Harry Potter was seeker, everyone thinks they can play that. Which one do you play as?” She asked him, though she hoped she didn’t offend him if he happened to play seeker. She never really played any attention to who played what, just the thrill of the game was amazing, watching or playing in it. It was just… wonderful. “Yeah, sadly some of the boys are rough, and I mean really rough. One threw the Quaffle at me so hard and I fell through the hoop, but what can you do. When you’ve won, and you got the scars to prove it you really don’t care anymore, “she answered with a shrug. When wondered when the first game was going to happen.
Tallia continued her search for missing piece of parchment, and also took up her other papers, and stacked them on each other. “Nope, I hate the colour pink. My favourites are blue and silver.” Tallia announced and continued her search, but if felt like it was going to be useless. “I’m such a mess.” Tallia declared, and stopped searching and lay down on her back , and looked up at the ceiling. “I really wonder why I was chosen to be a Ravenclaw, don’t you ever wonder why you’re a Gryffindor, and not something else?” She asked him, truly curious. She was always curious about other people, they seemed like a mystery to her. She always wished she knew what they were thinking, how they felt.
No no, youre be goodeth XD
my posts are so thick XDD
