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Post  Guest on Sun Apr 12, 2009 8:46 pm

It was still very early in the morning, but Taylor had been up and out of bed since sunrise, after a distinctly long and restless night. It was a couple of days since he'd been cornered in the student store by Adrienne Taylor and forced to do one of the things he liked least - have an in-depth conversation with someone he didn't know well enough to trust. At the time he simply hadn't had a choice in the matter - Adrienne was a seriously determined person sometimes - and although he'd done his best to evade and avoid answering her questions, there was only so much he could say before running out of options. Now though, he couldn't help regretting the fact that he'd caved so easily; surely there must have been some way he could've gotten out of that fix? Merlin, he could have just made up an excuse and disappeared the instant she started asking awkward questions, he should have! But no, instead he'd tried to be nice and ended up with two troubled nights' sleep in a row, spent picturing every bad scenario that could come of the incindent - there was remarkably many, and each seemed to be worse than the one before.

Which was why he'd finally given up on trying to sleep in until his alarm clock blared out at its usual time this morning. A cold shower had woken him up sufficiently, and after getting dressed in a simple tshirt and jeans Taylor quietly left his three roommates soundly asleep in their shared dorm, heading down the stairs and sliding his feet into his loosely laced up sneakers as he went. He was out of the Malvolio common room and down four flights of stairs into the Entrance hall in a manner of minutes, having taken the offwhite stone stairs two at a time. Having already decided on his destination, Taylor took several steps forward towards the large double doors leading outside, before pausing as an afterthought struck him. Turning to the side he stepped quickly into the dining hall, grabbing a few of the freshly baked pastries arranged on large plates from the nearest table and ducking back out again. Inhaling the delicious aroma appreciatively, he took a quick bite from a croissant as he continued on his way out through the open iron doors.

Despite his large strides, his pace was unhurried as he crossed the lawn and took the right fork in the split path, walking unhesitantly into the gardens. As always, it was slightly cooler here than it had been on the lawn, but the day was warm enough regardless of the early hour, and Taylor was perfectly comfortable as he followed the cobbled path around the garden, finishing his croissant and starting on a danish pastry as he went. The waterfall was clearly audible even before he saw it, the sound of rushing water crashing down in a sort of welcoming beat. A small smile curved his lips upwards when he caught sight of the falls; it was something he doubted he would ever tired of seeing. It was similar to the view he had from his private little spot on the other side of the wall on the cliffs, but at the same time also obviously different. He didn't come here nearly often enough, Taylor decided inwardly, moving closer to the edge of the water.

His eyes half-closed against the fine mist spraying up from the waterfall, Taylor settled down on the soft grass, ignoring the droplets of water that clung to them. Leaning his back against the short bench behind him, he drew one leg up and rested his arms on his knee, shoulders slumping downwards as he stared lazily out at the continuous stream of water thundering downwards into the stream below, finally relaxed. This wasn't so bad, he admitted to himself. Being awake so early in the morning was worth it if he could enjoy the peace and quiet here.


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Post  Michelle Amorcya on Sun Apr 12, 2009 9:33 pm

Michelle was known for not sleeping in. She loved the mornings. Though she knew she had to enjoy it now, because in a couple months she'll be up into the late hours doing a ridiculously large amount of homework well into the night. Now though, only about a month into the school year, she could enjoy her mornings. She loved them for many reasons. The main reason? It was quiet. While she loved running around and being loud with Gabrielle and everyone. Sometimes quiet was good. She rolled out of bed, grabbed clothes for the day and headed for the shower. Her roomies even added thicker curtains so the sun wouldn't shine in to early. In Michelle's opinion it was a waste of the day. You had to enjoy the peacefulness of anything you can get. The world was crazy, and as the year continued it would just get crazier.

After spending probably to much time in the shower she dried herself off easily with her wand, before pulling on her clothes. Simple clothes. Her favorite pair of jeans and a form fitting tee shirt. She knew should would have to come back to her dorm for her school robes, but she could worry about that later. Plus she would use that time to make sure her friends were awake. She quickly ran her brush through her hair before making her way back into her dorm. Her dorm mates and best friends were still soundly sleeping and probably would be that way for the next couple hours. The sun was barely waking up, but that didn't bother her at all.

Michelle grabbed a leftover muffin from last night's snack and talk, before slipping her feet into a pair of black flats. She took a bite of the blueberry goodness while walking into the Othello common room. She didn't even pause as she made her way out into the hall and down the ivory stairs. Her routine had settled in about two days into the school year. Wake up, shower, breakfast, waterfall, school, friends, yadda yadda. It might be boring, but she absolutely loved it. Without the hour or so she always got alone by the waterfall she'd be a wreak by dinner. And when one of the Amorcya girls got frustrated the other one usually followed. Then things could get weird, but since Michelle usually got her alone time. It wasn't a problem. Well unless Gabrielle got mad about something, but that was a different story.

Making her way through the Gardens and turning the final corner to the waterfall, Michelle automatically noticed she would not get her much needed alone time. "Taylor Dalton. What in Merlin's name are you doing here?" She stood about five feet from him, hands on hips, and getting more frustrated by the second. She might of been able to handle, say Jared being here, or even Danielle, but Taylor?! She probably would enjoy Jared being here...but once again...different story. She tilted her head, hair falling into her face, as she looked down at him. If she had to pick one person to get rid of at this school it had to be him. So why was he here...in her spot...during her time?

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Post  Guest on Mon Apr 13, 2009 4:08 pm

The universe seemed to have something against him lately, Taylor was starting to realise: he'd just finished the last of the delicious pastries he'd snagged from the dining hall when his lazy daydreaming was rudely interrupted by a very angry, very familiar, and very unwelcome voice. Recognizing who it was without even needing to look, he let out a weary groan, not bothering in the least to disguise the sound. He hadn't even had ten minutes' worth of peace, he thought in disgust, turning his head to the side, eyes narrowed and flinty as they stared at his intruder, pressing his lips together in a hard line. There was nothing in his expression that was his regular calm countenance, nothing in the way he moved that was his usual obliging, easygoing manner; but then again, this wasn't a normal encounter.

"Hello to you too, Michelle Amorcya," he said coolly, his tone as unfriendly as hers had been, mimicking the way she had used his full name remorselessly. "I'm enjoying the peace and quiet of the waterfall, obviously. Or rather, I was." There was no hesitation as he spoke, and although he chose each word as carefully as he always did even in normal situations, this time it was for a wholly different purpose. Normally, he did it to maintain his privacy, to edit out the thoughts he'd rather keep to himself so that what he said was simply what people wanted to hear, or would be satisfied with hearing. Now though, there was none of that in his speech; he was being deliberately cutting, picking the words that would serve that intention best. Few people got the benefit of this side of Taylor, even fewer were aware of the fact that this side actually existed. Michelle Amorcya was one of that not-so-privileged few.

Stone-faced and uncompromising, the sixth year tilted his head up slightly as he regarded the girl standing in front of him, meeting her glare head on, exuding an aura of almost icy arrogance. "Besides," he continued in a slow drawl, "I could ask you the exact same thing." The bad mood he'd been having as a result of the restless nights and the constant uneasiness plaguing him had been forgotten earlier, swept away in the relaxing peace of the waterfall, but now that that had been snatched away from him it returned in full force - and Taylor was quick to turn it on the one that was to blame. "So what, are you going to tell me I'm not allowed in here now, Michelle?" he asked tauntingly, shifting as he rested an arm on the bench, raising an eyebrow at her in mute expectation. The day had actually started out alright, despite the lack of sleep the night before, but now it had taken a definite turn for the worse. And Taylor was not happy about it.

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Post  Michelle Amorcya on Mon Apr 13, 2009 6:23 pm

Michelle kept her frown steady on her face. Usually she tried her best to stay away from the guy that sat in front of her, but this had been..well unexpected. If she had KNOWN he was going to be here, she would of skipped the whole waterfall part of her day. Even if that thought just ticked her off just thinking about it. Why was she trying so hard to avoid him? Oh that's right. She really didn't LIKE arguing with him. He just always made it seem like she did. She rolled her eyes as he copied how she used his full name. He was always doing that. Just saying crap to make people mad..well at least to her anyways. She wasn't really sure, or cared, how he acted around other people. "Since when have you wanted to come here? If I remember correctly, back in our forth year you didn't like this spot of the school to much." She debated on leaving, but decided she wasn't going to let running into someone she didn't like ruin her morning. Plus she knew if she stuck around it would annoy Taylor even more, which could always make her morning better.

Michelle smiled at the idea before focusing on what he was saying. She wasn't sure who else could make her angry by just talking about stuff, or well not couint Columbine of course. "I've been coming to the waterfall every morning since the start of school. It's you that decided to ruin a perfectly organized routine." She rolled her eyes again and let her smile fall back into something close to a frown. She was still thinking about annoying Mr. Dalton though. "And you can go where ever you like. Just like you always do." Always did whatever he wanted that guy. Yeah, okay, she MIGHT have asked him to lay off the hanging around other girls way back when, but seriously? He shouldn't of been doing stuff like that anyways. She shrugged before situating herself on the grass about three feet from him. She pulled her feet out of her flats and let her toes touch the tips of the water. She was determined to be able to get most of her relaxing morning. Plus now she really needed to relax. She hated dealing with people she didn't like and Taylor topped the list. As long as he didn't bother her, she could get most of her relaxing morning in.

Michelle waited a couple seconds, somewhat beginning to enjoy the quiet, till she remembered he was still there. She couldn't really flat out tell him to leave, that would be rude, but maybe if she bugged him enough he would. She sighed loudly, hoping to whatever gods there were that he had grown up some since the last time they talked...or well yelled at each other. "Talk to any slimy green things lately? Everyone knows you love to do that right?" She glanced over her shoulder at him while raising her eyebrows. Taunting him was probably not the best thing to do, but she couldn't help it. Who in their right mind would even think about getting close to snakes. They were gross and bad. He Who Must Not Be Named could talk to snakes. What kind of stuff does that say about it? Yeah, Harry Potter could, but he DIED. So what were people supposed to think?

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