Quiet....

[Gemma Molyneux]

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IN YOUR HEAD, IN YOUR HEAD
T H E Y A R E F I G H T I N G



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G quietly sat in the empty classroom, not taking her eyes off the book she had in her hand and laughed at the parts that seemed amusing. She wanted to read in peace, but knew that people would probably be rushing in and speaking to each other in whispers. She appreciated the whispers because it showed that people were trying to respect Gemma's privacy and not try to interrupt her reading, yet they could do it a little more quieter. She continued to read and the boring parts started to come, the ones authors use to fill in some pages to make their book bigger.

She finally got passed those extra pages of boring detail and useless information. She go to an intense part that showed many emotion in the writing, but it was a story so Gemma did not cry like you would if you were in a movie. Books did not have that effect on Gemma. Only movies because of the music and how it builds your emotions. This loves this emotion building it showed that she was somewhat human.

She again continued her reading showing no emotion towards the really sad parts, but it just wasn't as building as it would be if you could image it. She didn't have that ability, not at all she couldn't make a movie out of a book in her head. It would be too much work and she'd zone out completely forgetting the book. She did this once and she just stared at lamp imagining other things besides the book she read. She might have fallen asleep if her teacher hadn't of telling her to pay attention.

She was nearly to the end and regretted no reading the full book because at the beginning she skipped because it was really boring. She didn't care once she got to the last page and was finally through with it, but she was bored in the quiet. It was a little too quiet. So she zoned like always thinking of a few things to get those off her mind.

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[Madeline Serafine Henrie]

Maddie had finished her final class for the day and had decided to go to one of the deserted classrooms to do her homework. She was in a good mood for a change and her step was light. She was humming a song that she had heard a while ago and had been stuck on her mind ever since. She fixed the strap of her bag and opened the classroom and closing it behind her. Her eyes wondered over the room and then she noticed that she wasn't alone. "Oh" she claimed in surprise. This classroom was always empty and it was unusual for there to be someone in there.

She pushed a few strands of hair behind her ear. "I'm sorry, do you want me to leave?" she asked not wanting to impose on whatever this girl had been doing before she got here. She knew her, she was in her house and was a part veela. They had those things in common but some of the part veelas didn't even like her. Like most people. She was an outcast, half by choice half by force.

[Gemma Molyneux]

Gemma was broken from her trance when this girl had appeared and asked if she was to leave."No your fine, I can share," Gemma replied, and grabbed another book. She was reading as she realized tej young lady was in her house, but payed no attention to this. She was deep in her book now, not really knowing if this girl was going to do anything noisy or something else, frankly she didn't care. Yet after a while of reading her neck started to cramp and she wanted something else to do, she had hoped the girl would introduce herself, but Gemma thought to do honors first.

"Hi," she greeted and turned in the desk she sat in. She looked the girl up and down then smiled."I'm Gemma," she introduced herself and shot her head out for hand shake. This girl seemed like an okay type, but there was more to her and it was something really interesting. Gemma started to guess what this deep connection she had noticed, then it hit her, she was of Veela blood. Gemma had realized because she had that sort of charm that only a Veela could have, and even though Veela possibly couldn't be effected by each other it still gave Gemma a tingle. Gemma awaited a counter shake to her had and kept her patience for not everyone is open to touching a stranger.