Aoife wasn’t looking forward to studying. She was dreading it. For some reason Aoife found studying almost impossible. No matter how hard she tried she always got distracted by something or another and so it was with this pessimistic attitude that Aoife entered the Study hall that day. Her long hair was not in a ponytail for once and fell down her back in neat red ringlets. She listened to the librarian talk and by the end of her speech Aoife was less than inspired.
She could tell from the looks on the faces of the students surrounding her that very few actually intended to do much studying. Part of Aoife wanted to give up and join them but she couldn’t not without trying. So she headed over to a table far away from the scary librarian and slide onto a chair. She was just pulling out some parchment and setting it neatly on the table in a bid to look busy when she heard someone at her table speak up. It was Oliver.
”Want to go study outside?”
Aoife remembered how nice it had looked outside today and had to admit the offer was tempting. Before she could say anything an older student who, was oddly enough wearing a hat. She introduced herself as Lyubov Kovalchuk. Aoife had a feeling that it would be hard to pronounce. Seeing as everyone else was going outside Aoife decided she may as well too. Even if there would be more distractions outside…
“I’ll go outside too; after all it is a lovely day!” She piped up from a corner. Only after she had spoken did it occur to Aoife that she really ought to have been much much quieter. She offered the others a sheepish smile and picked up her parchment.
Study Hall was, in Lyubov’s opinion, one of the best times of the day. The third-year worked hard in her classes and generally finished most of her homework during class time, so Study Hall was an... more
I beg to differ Aoife McGuire (Cetus),Sat Mar 31 16:12
Oliver was delighted when two people, an older girl and his new partner-in-crime, agreed to go with him. He grinned at them both. "Yes!" he said, quietly. "It is a nice day outside. It would be a... more
Another girl at their table spoke up soon after herself, agreeing to come outside with them. Lyubov returned her smile. The more the merrier! The more she thought about it, the more going outside... more
“Looo-boff, Is that it? ”Aoife repeated the older students name to familiarise herself with it. She had a strange name herself and it was a little annoying when people spelt it wrong. The smile on... more
"Loo-boff, Loo-boff. Got it. Sorry." Oliver smiled apologetically. He was sure he wasn't the only one who had ever asked her, but it was a hard name to pronounce on the first try. He was pretty happy ... more
She smiled and waved off Oliver's apology. "It's okay! And yes, that's how you say it," she added with a nod to Aoife. If she was American, she would have probably asked Aoife to repeat her name as... more
Aoife liked the sound of Ukraine and decided that in the future she might visit it. She listened with a smile on her face as Lyubov described her home it really did sound lovely. Throwing her hands... more
Ukraine sounded like a cool place. Art everywhere would be so cool. Going to places like Long Beach where they had art festivals was cool enough, but he could hardly imagine living in a sort of... more
“Oh, Scribblifors!” Lyubov exclaimed. It had been a fairly easy spell to learn. She had always had a talent for Transfiguring things, and all the spells they were taught that involved a changing in... more
“Yes, that’s what we call them back home. We call French fries chips.” Aoife said in answer to her friend’s question. It was funny she couldn’t help but think that she still saw Ireland as home, when ... more