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[susan]

Sat in library once more, Susan could be found with her head hitting the book before she let out a long yawn. Sometimes she wondered why she was in Ravenclaw when she felt that sometimes she didn’t care about her studies. It was the tip of the iceberg sometimes. She wondered if anyone else in her house had ever felt the same. It was the fact that this was her last year at Hogwarts and she was not afraid to admit that she was scared. Susan had no idea what she wanted to do after she left, she felt like she couldn’t trust herself to know what she wanted to do – she just wanted to look fear in the face and say she didn’t care. Susan just seemed to wait her whole life for the moment she would graduate and leave school, only to find that she felt alone in the matter. The hour glass on the table seemed to be mocking her, her time was ticking away. Someone needed to help her. Here she was sitting in the library when she should be enjoying the last year of her carefree life. Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself down as she ran a hand through her hair. Would it ever get better?

She had been trying to read the book they had been assigned but it would seem the fates had different ideas. But now she was almost fed up of playing by the rules, she knew that she was not the same person she had been in first year, when it was time to try and impression her teachers. Susan could be found with her hair clipped back off her face and dressed in a pair of jeans and her Ravenclaw hoodie. She was dressed for comfort other than to simple nice, she really didn’t have time for any form of relationship and she really didn’t care, not after she found that cheating rat. Even though that had been two years ago, Susan was still slightly bitter about it all. It had almost her cold and only focusing on herself – she would never let herself get in too deep again. She had taken back everything he had meant to her. Once more she found herself trying to settle her emotions. Susan had been on edge for a few weeks now, though she was sure to could pinpoint what was causing it.

Susan sighed; she felt like she needed to talk to her mother, she seemed to have all the answers when she needed them. Her mother Zara was her rock and she had no idea what she would do without her. People said that she was like her mother in looks and personality; they said she had a smile like her that was because she had taught her to laugh even when she didn’t want to laugh. A smile had started to appear on her face as she thought of the one hero in her life. Susan remembered what her mother had told her, it was see herself as she does and the world can’t hurt her. Standing up, she started to walk around the library to let her thoughts become that of her family, to try and forget her worries. Susan thought of her baby sisters Elle and Autumn, now they were two troubles that she missed but didn’t at the same time. Maybe it was because the age they were both at. She was not looking where she was going; she was in entirely different world her own now. It was at that point she walked into what felt like a soft wall, she fell to the floor snapping her out of her thoughts.

“I am so sorry; I wasn’t looking where I was going…” She trailed and looked up to see that it was…

[terrance]

Terrance didn't like the prospect of homework, and he definitely didn't like the idea of having to do research of any kind for any of his classes. That said, it was also somewhat ironic of him to feel that way as he also had a deep-seated desire or need to make sure he was one of the best students academically. He just didn't want to have to worry about being on the bad side of any of the teachers. It was a bit of a crazy thing really, though the fact that he was a paradox made it crazy. He hated homework, but he hated the idea of having a teacher against him. He also wasn't a fan of favoritism, but he wasn't eager to discuss that one too much anymore. Regardless, he had a research assignment for potions, and that was the reason why he had to go to the library.

Dressed in a black t-shirt, blue jeans, and white and blue tennis shoes as well as a grey zip-up hoodie, Terrance wandered into the Library and went straight towards the section that he knew would have the books he needed. His project was to write a massive report on the study of common poisons and their antidotes, which baffled him as poisons were rarely actually used anymore, even among the common ones. He sighed as he shook his head at the silliness of the assignment and thought to just get to work on it. He was about to pull a book from the shelf when he was bumped into, though. He turned and noticed a girl who was about two years older than he was. He was a bit surprised that he hadn't fallen down as well, but his first instinct was to offer the girl a hand up.

"Don't worry, it's fine. Here, let me help you up," he said with a small smile.

Tag - Susan