Jack 3rd year Slytherin Enjoys causing trouble, and spends most of his days being lazy. Get nervous easily and has a smart mouth.
(It's been a while... So bear with me...) Brooke: She sits on the grass at the back of the castle near the Game Keeper's hut. With a book in her lap, she stares at the wonderful building she spent a great majority of her life in. She studies the long corridors and spires the pierce the light-blue sky.
Rhyan: *Looks at him, turning my face as it starts to turn red* "Not usually, sorry I wasn't watching where I was going..."
Brooke: She stands slowly and closes her book, marking her page before doing so. She begins to walk back towards the castle, keeping her eyes on the emerald green grass she goes.
Brooke: She walks silently past Rhyan and a boy she hadn't seen before. She waves politely as she passes, then continues to walk with her head down.
Brooke: She pauses and turns to face Rhyan. She thinks of things to say, but as she is socially awkward, all that comes out is: "Uumm...hello."