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You can make the hero you are
With your brains, your aim, and your battle stars
Everybody's got a story, of all their troubles, all their glories
Tell me yours you cannot bore me, there's a hero in you



Jacob walked up the steps to the stands, feeling a bit like he was bracing for the worst. After all, he was still reeling from the tryouts and the fallout. It had to be bad if it was making him not even want this damn position if everyone was going to argue and not realize that they were on the same team. Sighing, he reached the top and noticed a few people sitting there already. Some from his own team. His heart clenched a bit after seeing Remy there, though. Face completely neutral, he nodded toward the seventh year and sat a bit away from them, not wanting to be dragged into another argument. He was here to see his brother play, not listen to how much the team was going to fail because of 'poor choices'. His eyes locked on the redhead on the pitch. He was going to have to deal with them deciding he was the worst choice and a puppet for Elli. He knew it. However, he didn't have to be around for the verbal abuse they were sure to send his way.

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Location: Quidditch Stands
State: Depressed
OOC: ...
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The Clarisse and Mitchell Kids...



Location: Quidditch Stands

Either Remy really did have something that could unveil secrets or she had a very good poker face. David, Leonette, and Chloe stared in amazement as Remy said she'd be right back. "Do you think she really has something?" Leonette asked. "I have no idea..." David answered. "This is why you don't mess with a lion." Chloe said just as fascinated about the unanswered question. David looked over to see that Remy went to talk to Jacob. He probably needed the talk because after the call at tryouts everyone had been up in arms against Elli and Jacob even though he was only vice captain. "Might I suggest you walk away before you find out what Remy has up her sleeve?" David said turning his attention to Amanda. He had knew enough to handle himself against the likes of her.


Stats'

Chloe: Go Hufflepuff!
David: Ravenclaw should have this... so I better watch the seekers closely.
Leonette: Excited... could she really?

Who we're with: Remy, Amanda
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☩I'm always ṡ¢яεαмιиģ my lungs out 'til my head starts รקเภภเภﻮ☩  
☩Won't keep my νøι¢ε down☩  
☩Know the words I รקєคк are the τнøυģнτṡ I think out ใ๏ย๔☩  


Jaslyn practically bounced up the stairs to the quidditch stands. First game of the year was always most exciting. Sure she wasn't playing, but that was okay, she loved to watch the games as well. As she wandered into the stands, her oversized jacket wrapped around her thin frame, red eyes immediately spotted her newfound friend Jacob. He looked upset though....


Frowning slightly, she made her way over to him, hopping through the crowds of people already gathered and easily slipping around them as if second nature almost now. She barely paid any attention to the older girl, although Jas did recognize her as the former captain of the Gryffindor team. She offered Jacob a wide smile and, what might have been unusual for her last year, a hug, before taking the seat next to him.


"Hey there!" She greeted. She wasn't so good at making people feel better, so the hug was all she could really think of doing. She had only caught the end part of his rant. He'd lost a year of his life. A lot of kids had. Hell even though she hadn't been in a coma last year, she felt like she'd lost a lot of her life just from how she'd been living it the past couple years. She couldn't imagine how he felt now. "You know.... " She said, glancing at him, tilting her head back to be able to see his face. "A year away from the world isn't all that bad. It's kinda like... a fresh start almost! That's how you should look at it. There's a world full of endless possibilities. Why spend your time worrying about the past or future? You've lost a year... but you get a whole new chance to be something new, do new things, try things you never thought you'd try before."


She shrugged, hoping her words eased his troubles even just a tiny bit. He was her friend after all. She didn't want him to be upset. "I mean look at you already, I hear you're playing beater for your team now, and your Vice Captain. That is 2 new possibilities right there already. Just imagine what else you could do with life!" Jaslyn giggled and shrugged again, offering him another smile. New life, new chances, new possibilities. A summer out on the streets seemed to have taught her a good load of things about where she was, what she had, what she wanted, and where she wanted to go. It was like a brand new life for her too she guessed.



☩Let's leave no words ยภรק๏кєภ, and save яεģяετṡ for the вяøќεи.☩  
☩Will you even look ๒คςк when you think of мε?☩  
☩I know to keep my hopes up ђเﻮђ, and my head down ℓøω.☩

You can make the hero you are
With your brains, your aim, and your battle stars
Everybody's got a story, of all their troubles, all their glories
Tell me yours you cannot bore me, there's a hero in you



Jacob listened, his eyes widening a bit, then his thoughts turned to everything else. Which didn't help his mood. He knew Remy meant well, but it was just a reminder of everything else. He closed his eyes, not wanting to think of anything at all. Especially anything dealing with his family. Which made his chest ache with the thought. That's when he heard Jaslyn and smiled at her, even if it was tired and worn. Why did he feel so washed out all of a sudden? He sagged a bit, sighing. "Sorry, I guess I shouldn't unload, should I? I mean, it's my problems, right? I shouldn't drag people into it, especially when they have their own." He didn't know if that was because of Remy revealing her own troubling past or what, but he knew that people didn't like to hear about troubles.

He looked over to Jaslyn, feeling as though she might be right about the new beginnings part, but something told him there was something on the horizon brewing, and it was dark and ominous. Just by the way his family had been acting, his father more paranoid, and his brother with fake smiles and even more disturbing screaming in his sleep some nights. He was sure that Rick didn't even know he still did that, but ever since his third year it had started, and he didn't know how much his brother had to experience to do that. All of the worry and fear he felt was going to come to a head sooner rather than later, and it scared him that it would break his family. "Thanks Jaslyn. I dunno if the advice helps, but thanks."

His gaze then locked down at the pitch, wondering. Rick had been hiding the majority of what happened to him in his third year, and Jacob had a sneakin suspicion that everything with his family, everything wrong, stemmed from there. He didn't blame his brother, no. They'd known each other since the first day he was born, and he doubted even with their loudest fights they would crumble. However, that was not so with everything. He mulled everything over, then made a determination. Rick needed to say something, anything. It was that secret his brother carried that cast a pall over his entire family, and Jacob was determined to get rid of it. He had to. He was a Chimera, right? That meant that he had to be a hero. He had to do it so no one else had to suffer. His brother had, his father ws going through it too, he could tell. That meant it was up to him, right?

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Location: Quidditch Stands
State: Depressed
OOC: ...
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Socks

 

 


☩I'm always ṡ¢яεαмιиģ my lungs out 'til my head starts รקเภภเภﻮ☩  
☩Won't keep my νøι¢ε down☩  
☩Know the words I รקєคк are the τнøυģнτṡ I think out ใ๏ย๔☩  


Jaslyn blinked as Jacob seemed to just get more depressed and turned a red glare on Remy. She wasn't helping one bit by going on her 'oh woe is me my life is worse than yours' rant. If Jaslyn hadn't been raised to be polite and lady like, she would have told her off right then and there and told her to leave. But of course, she was raised to be polite, and so she settled with a 2 second glare before she returned her attention to Jacob.


She offered him another smile and bumped his arm gently with her shoulder. "No being sad. I won't allow it." She whispered. "If you don't listen to me I'll just have to..... throw you in the lake!" She giggled, her threat obviously not holding much value. She was a tiny 15 year old girl with no upper body strength. She could as much throw him in the lake as she could lift a boulder.


"And... you gotta tell someone about your troubles. Trust me... not talking is a lot worse." She had figured that out the hard way over the past couple years. Not talking about her life had almost destroyed her. Over the summer though, she had confided in the random, but very kind, strangers she had met while living on the streets. Some of them were homeless like her, others were just kind people that took her in for a night or two, but they were all open to listening. She of course left out the magical aspect of her life, but still it had been relieving to just let it all go for once. "Find someone who doesn't know a s**t thing about you, and tell them... it helps. I promise."



☩Let's leave no words ยภรק๏кєภ, and save яεģяετṡ for the вяøќεи.☩  
☩Will you even look ๒คςк when you think of мε?☩  
☩I know to keep my hopes up ђเﻮђ, and my head down ℓøω.☩

You can make the hero you are
With your brains, your aim, and your battle stars
Everybody's got a story, of all their troubles, all their glories
Tell me yours you cannot bore me, there's a hero in you



He nodded, thinking he had said those words before to his brother years ago. He'd hoped it was going to be him, and at least he could watch out for his older brother, but it hadn't, had it? He also doubted his brother had disclosed everything, not with the way he was, really. He put his chin in his hands, giving Jaslyn a small smile as he bumped shoulders with her. Friends. He had them, but he doubted they would understand. Not really. He also doubted he would tell anyone in Little Hangleton about this. No one in the school, either. Which left him with a quandary. "Well, I dunno if it'll help, but I'll try. It might be easier to unload on someone that doesn't know me, at least." It didn't lift his feeling of offness, but it did raise his spirits a bit to know that people did care. Heck, he might try to talk to Night a bit after the game and get his opinion on things.

This time a true smile erupted onto his face as he gave a look toward the white-haired girl. She seemed like she was wiser than her years, which was a surprise. He hadn't expected her to sound that way. Then again, they had only begun to talk this year, so maybe she was always like this. "So, how're things going for you so far this year? I mean, I know we're in different years, so it has to be different than mine. They're not trying to beat your brain in about OWLs, are they?" Rick had practically freaked with the tests, and well, he wasn't too keen on his own upcoming ones either. He glanced over to Remy, wondering if she was freaking about them too. "They're not beating your head in too with NEWTs stuff too, are they?"

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Location: Quidditch Stands
State: Depressed
OOC: ...
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