Post by brooke on Jun 15, 2009 15:02:35 GMT -5
g.e.t.u.p.a.n.d.s.h.a.k.e.t.h.e.g.l.i.t.t.e.r.
o.f.f.y.o.u.r.c.l.o.t.h.e.s.n.o.w.
T H A T S W H A T Y O U G E T
F O R W A K I N G U P I N V E G A S
Queenie, being the mature and intelligent person she was, was busy pulling pranks on the first years and running away before she could get caught. She'd found several bullfrogs from the lake, some whip cream, feathers, and some silly string. Oh, was she having a good time. Well, she couldn't have gotten away with doing things like this in home. Her mother would have skinned her alive!Well, she would have tried at least. Now, back in Hogwarts again she took every chance she had to pull all sorts of pranks.
She was busy humming 'Take Me As I Am'under her breath and giving all that passed by her innocent smiles. She did stand out though in royal blue skinny jeans, white leather vans with one white and one black lace a piece, a white button down shirt and collar with a black leather vest over that, and her hair pulled back into a pony tail. In hindsight she should have worn something less bright, but she loved these pants. They had been her mother's in the 80's. Normally she wouldn't touch anything her mom had worn, but these pants just seemed to call her name! She just didn't feel like being in her uniform anymore. It got itchy very quickly.
She plopped down under a tree onto a free bench. At this time of day, shortly after the last bell had chimed, the grounds were packed with people trying to wind down from class. So what if it was only the frirst week back people still needed to escape from the teachers.