Celina Jedynak
Ravenclaw
Seventh year
Because it just took time, before a bird's wings could heal again.
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Post by Celina Jedynak on Aug 6, 2008 20:00:32 GMT -5
April 1, 2009 7:09pm
It wasn’t normal for her brother not to have even planned a dinner for her, but ever since the quidditch ref had lost his job and Alfonz had taken it over, he’d been preoccupied with work, along with may meetings of sorts that he never told the details about to his younger sister. It was all right though, for Celina found that she’d rather spend this day alone. It was a day that finally was the beginning of a new era; a new chapter of beginnings for the girl, and she wasn’t the only one who knew it. That day she’d received letters from not only her parents, but also from people she’d never even heard of, wishing her many years to come among the wizarding world. Nothing she hadn’t expected really… but at the same time, she’d expected more.
They way her father went on about such traditions and arranged marriages among her community, she almost thought her father would be announcing her engagement to someone rich, powerful, pureblooded, and all of what Celina would never want for herself. She’d become a breeder, and nothing more. But no word came. Safe? Celina almost wondered it. If there had been something like that, Alfonz surely would have known, and would have told her… so, safe? Possibly.
Hovering over the lake on her broom, Celina was out watching as the sun was just beginning to set. She loved sunsets and stars… and tonight, for the first time in her life, she’d see them as a woman in the magical world. What did it mean? To her, it did not mean any more than it did, seeing them as a child. But they continued to sparkle and be beautiful… a guarantee that Celina needed, was that the stars would never let her down.
I have hope… but never any guarantees…
She heard her own words echoing in her head as she kept herself steady over the lake, knowing that she shouldn’t have been out there by herself. Her broom riding skills were mediocre at best, and though it was a nice day, one wrong move would have sent her swimming with the giant squid. She didn’t care though, for she had so much to ponder over, and nowhere else she could see herself doing it.
Connor… her friends… her brother… so much to think about and only one year left to really know all of them. What would happen to them all after they graduated? Drew was already graduating, Celina first friend… As for Felicity, well, she’d been acting kind of weird since she had walked in on Alfonz and her, but Celina had been assured by Alfonz that everything was all right… Celina just didn’t know, and she was at a loss for words. So many things that she wished she could say… and yet, knew she could not.
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Post by Connor Manning on Aug 6, 2008 20:33:53 GMT -5
April Fools. All day Connor had been avoiding random dung bombs being thrown in the hallway, ‘ inconspicuous ‘ puddles of water that appeared to be only several inches deep while in actuality had been magically enhanced to be several feet deep. It was the first of April, and Connor was in a good mood. Whether it was from the random amount of childish pranks he had seen throughout the day or just the humorous atmosphere of Hogwarts in general, Connor didn’t really know where his mood had come from, only that it was here to stay for him.
Not only was it the international day of pranks and humor, it first and foremost the first day of April, meaning that May would be just around the corner, bringing with it the last few days of school. As the seventeen year old ventured out to the grounds after the evening meal, he began to think about things, his good mood slightly deteriorating.
He whistled to himself as he ambled aimlessly around, his song slow and gentle, matching the variations of his moods at that moment. He thought back to last year, and the different person he had been. He had been much more shy, that was for sure. He hadn’t been able to speak his mind as much as he could now, but he had learned that could be as much of a curse as it could be a blessing as well. He had more friends now, sort of. Connor still hadn’t decided if this was a good thing. More friends meant more problems, more people to disagree with and more personalities to clash with.
How else had he changed? He was a little more cautious now, although he realized that change had only really occurred in the last few months. Pros and cons to everything, he supposed. All too soon he found himself at the edge of the lake. He was somewhat surprised to see someone hovering above the lake on a broomstick. He couldn’t see who it was, but he glanced at the figure curiously. What were they doing above the middle of the lake?
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Celina Jedynak
Ravenclaw
Seventh year
Because it just took time, before a bird's wings could heal again.
Posts: 6
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Post by Celina Jedynak on Aug 14, 2008 13:41:32 GMT -5
The hum of thought in her ears could have easily been the wind that gently blew making the white caps on the lake fizzle and wave over as they did so. Celina tilted her head, her dark hair riding the wind, tickling the back of her neck as it caressed over it just so. There was so much weighing down on the Raven girl, and though she knew none of it could really be helped, Celina just wished there was someone or something she could do to forget about all of it. Why was she cursed with knowing all of what was going on? Felicity was so... she didn't see it... she could go to Drew, but Celina was afraid of what he'd do if she went to him with everything. Would he not care? Or worse... would he care and try to do something about all she had to say? Not to mention... wasn't he, in a way, one of the issues? ...and then there was feelings... harbored feelings for some that she'd go to, if only she could...
What would anyone do if they knew everything? Alfonz was Deva. Celina knew that... she also knew that he took part with the Deva taking over Hogwarts... that he did nothing but watch as she suffered along with Felicity... but then again, he was the only one who came and saved her from everything afterwards... could she blame him and then give him whatever back for never leaving her? It was confusing and as she thought about it, Celina's fingers curled around the broom tighter.
She shook her head, laughing slightly to herself. Today she was seventeen, but what did that mean?
Turning the broom, she no longer wanted to see the sunset. The end of the first day of forever. What did that mean? Not even in her own mind could she know. It wasn't until she saw someone standing on the shore behind her did her mind start to focus again. Slowly floating over toward the shore, Celina recognized the slytherin in an instant and her eyes narrowed and her nose stuck up slightly in the air. After what he'd... said... done... just weeks ago. Celina shook her head. It might have been his seventeenth birthday then, but she doubted it meant anything that hers did.
She stopped in midair, still above the water, and she turned around. Watch the sunset... that's what she was doing. She wasn't thinking about how she couldn't get Connor out of her mind, no matter what she tried to do, she couldn't get the words he said out of her head... what did he know? She could tell him things that would make his head spin from confusion and horror.... he didn't know anything. He thought his life was so....so something...
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Connor Manning
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Post by Connor Manning on Aug 15, 2008 16:00:51 GMT -5
Connor took a small step towards the edge of the lake, looking away from the figure for a moment or two as he glanced out to the setting sun. April first... There was something that stuck out about that day, he just couldn't put his finger on it. He shrugged the feeling off as his eyes looked up to see the person turning around on the broom and look at him.
He should have recognized the hair, but as Celina turned around it was her facial features and expression that told him for certain it was her. She didn't look at all happy to see him, that was for sure. He couldn't blame her... not after everything that had happened. He tried to muster up a small smile, but couldn't pull it together as the girl stopped her movement and turned around once again, this time away from him. He hung his head slightly, thinking, ' Say something you dunce, anything. ' He looked back up to her, noticing that she wasn't even looking at him anymore.
It hurt, he hated to admit that something as simple as that could dig into him so much, something as simple as her turning away from him. " Celina? " He called out to her as he finally found his voice.
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Celina Jedynak
Ravenclaw
Seventh year
Because it just took time, before a bird's wings could heal again.
Posts: 6
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Post by Celina Jedynak on Aug 24, 2008 11:59:11 GMT -5
The wind gently blew and Celina’s grip on the handle of her broom tightened, for falling at that moment would have been the worst possible thing. She was nervous now, but for what reason exactly she couldn’t quite comprehend. Behind her stood the boy she told to never see her, or even speak with her again…. Well, really, she’d told him not to come back to her… but wasn’t that just a shorter version of what she meant? Did she want that to happen? Her heart still beat faster, and as she heard his voice call out to her, her stomach did flips.
Why? Why did she want him to be different and care? Today she was a woman and all the silly childish fantasies of her youth should have been sucked away… but they weren’t. Did that in itself, mean that this was different?
Closing her eyes, Celina had just wanted to be alone. Secluded in herself and whatever life was supposed to give to her… why couldn’t he have just left her be like she had asked of him? “You just can’t do anything I ask… can you?” Celina said calmly, though her heart was breaking yet again as she said it. “So… so stubborn,” she whispered to herself.
Looking over her shoulder, she just shook her head as she looked at Connor, not really knowing what to say or do. He didn’t know her, and she in return knew nothing about him. And yet, she cared for him because they were friends and they had spent some times together that were beyond wonderful. Celina felt she couldn’t trust him enough… not when he left constantly when things got rough… maybe that was it. Maybe that’s what she had to do…
If she told him things that would blow his mind… would he leave, and finally never come back?
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Slytherin Seventh Year Quidditch Captain
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Post by Connor Manning on Aug 24, 2008 12:54:56 GMT -5
The light breeze ruffled the Slytherin's hair slightly, it wasn't cold but he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand as Celina spoke to him. He slipped his hands into his pockets, looking down at the ground, a soft laugh escaped him as she finished up. It wasn't an extremely happy laugh, but a rather melancholy one instead. He never really was all that keen on following directions. He looked back up to the girl, his face sobering up slightly as a light frown befell his lips.
" No... not when you ask me to never come back. How can I promise you something I can't guarantee? " He silently wondered if it was time to bake the cake, they were done. This slightly off thought instantly reminded him of their little agreement that if their friendship didn't end up working out, he would bake her a cake and she would play the harp for him. He had already seen her play, but he had never baked her a cake. He wasn't so sure she would want him to bake her a cake anyway, he would probably mess things up somehow and end up with cake soup. Again, a small smile broke out onto the adolescent's face. He couldn't place it, he missed the girl so bad it hurt, and even after what had happened on his birthday he still wanted to smile around her, be silly like they used to be. He wondered if that was so wrong of him.
" I'm... sorry. Way back to... January. " He would have preferred the girl be a little closer as he apologized to her, but this would suffice. Maybe it was better this way, too... she couldn't hit him if he said the wrong thing. But he was sorry for everything and for how things had played out and wanted her to know. It nothing else, he just hoped she knew how sorry he was.
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Celina Jedynak
Ravenclaw
Seventh year
Because it just took time, before a bird's wings could heal again.
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Post by Celina Jedynak on Aug 26, 2008 9:05:12 GMT -5
Celina heard his small laugh and didn’t find anything funny… why was it that he couldn’t just leave her be? Though she really didn’t want that, she also hadn’t wanted a lot of things that had gone on in the past two years… she didn’t want friends, her life had been less complicated without them. She hadn’t wanted her brother to be involved in the Deva; her life had been less complicated without that. Celina didn’t want to like Connor as a friend, or even more; her life had been less complicated without that, as well. All of these things she seemed to have no control over, seemed to create more chaos than she wanted for herself.
All Celina had ever wanted was to make her father proud and make a name for herself…. Prefect… she’d lost that to a fifth year girl whom did absolutely nothing for the house. Head Girl? That was probably gone when she slapped Connor right across the face in the Great Hall, and told Raynor where she really stood. But how could she know? Raynor played favorites any ways… and she knew that there was no room in that woman’s heart for a Jedynak.
“You could have guaranteed it… it’s not that hard to avoid me.” Hadn’t so many proven that a year and a half ago? Drew and Felicity had even managed a way, and yet Connor could not? What was the problem? She hovered over the water, her eyes drifting downward from the sunset to the ripples in the lake. She was near enough to hear him, but didn’t want anything to do with him. Or so she kept telling herself… it was one reason why she didn’t turn around… if she saw him, what would she tell herself then?
I’m… sorry. Way back to… January.
Instantly with those words Celina’s eyes burned. She’d lost so much in that month… not even just this past January, but the one before… lost all of what she’d ever hoped to accomplish. If she didn’t get Prefect because they didn’t believe they could trust her, now it was his doing that she’d never be able to work around to get Head Girl. No chance… She was nobody.
“You should be…” her voice was harsh and finally, she didn’t turn her head over her shoulder to see him. “You have no idea what’s been done…” her broom turned and she went back to the shore, landing just a bit away from him and just throwing her broom to the side. “And just to let you know…” she started, walking up to him and looking up into his face. “…I …I …I don’t need you anymore.”
Wait… when did she ever need him? Her eyes opened a bit wider, and her face turned away slightly as her body did the same to walk away. What was she saying?
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Connor Manning
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Slytherin Seventh Year Quidditch Captain
something in the way
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Post by Connor Manning on Aug 26, 2008 9:27:56 GMT -5
' You could have guaranteed it… it’s not that hard to avoid me. ' Connor shifted his weight onto the balls of his feet, finding it hard to stand completely still. She might have been right, he could have avoided her in the halls and in classes, but he couldn't avoid her in his thoughts. When he didn't even want to think about her, let alone talk to her, she was always in the back of his mind, causing him to wonder stupid little things, like how she was doing or what she was up to. Random questions such as those were what kept Celina in the boy's thought whether he wanted her to be or not.
But there was also another, more important point for him to make. " I didn't want to. " It was the truth, that after it all... he just didn't want to not see her at all. Even if she hated his guts, he still wanted to be able to see her. It was crazy and he knew it, but he was far beyond believing that his relationship with Celina was logical or ever would be.
He bit down on the inside of his cheek as the Ravenclaw girl addressed him once again, he could only nod at first in reply. He waited until she was on shore, feeling himself shy away as she drew closer. " I'm really sorry. " He was more sorry than he'd ever been. Ever. At that point Connor didn't think he would ever be able to convey just how sorry he was. He was almost afraid she would lash out at him, but he didn't look away as he caught her gaze, his ligth hazel eyes meeting her deep brown ones.
' And just to let you know... I ...I ...I don't need you anymore. '
He felt like his stomach dropped, leaving him feeling kind of dizzy and a little confused at her words. But there was one thing that stuck out, the word ' anymore. ' Anymore meant she had at one point. Anymore meant... there was a chance that she could need him again, like she used to. He was rooted to the spot as she turned away, but all the sudden he felt his mind kick his body into motion, yelling something to the effect of ' Move! ' He quickly stepped forward and to the side so he was in the girl's way. He wasn't leaving, and hopefully, neither was she.
" Well, I need you. I can't get over you... " He had tried... and failed miserably. So what was it about the spitfire Ravenclaw that made his stomach do flips, made him feel nervous and excited just to be close to her? Hell if he knew. He wondered if he was approaching this the wrong way, his hesitation showing in the way his face held a slight frown.
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Celina Jedynak
Ravenclaw
Seventh year
Because it just took time, before a bird's wings could heal again.
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Post by Celina Jedynak on Aug 26, 2008 9:44:17 GMT -5
He didn’t want to avoid her, and that only made things worse… worse because she didn't want to avoid him either, not when he was so different… but at the same time, Celina just continued to stare up at him and shake her head slightly. She couldn’t explain why he didn’t want to avoid her as so many had, but she could only try every tactic she knew to get him to before she found it was futile on her part to do anything at all. “You will…” she said. Even her brother shied away from topics of discussion now… even Alfonz avoided her to an extent. “You wouldn’t understand, and then you’d make me out to be horrible. “
Celina heard his apology and she just couldn’t deal with it. Leaving? Possibly, but Celina would have rather called it ending. She was ending what could have possibly killed them both after time passed. Feelings of ‘what ifs’ and so on… not to mention, Celina couldn’t handle having another friend she couldn’t possibly tell anything to.
But he stood in her way… kept her from leaving, and it only made her look up and glare at him. Well, I need you. I can’t get over you… his words shocked Celina and her glare turned into a confused expression, her head tilting slightly, trying to understand what he meant. He couldn’t get over her? He needed her? “Well…” she said, only to shake her head. “You can’t… I don’t think you know what you need.” Celina just shrugged, but at the same time she wanted to just lean into the boy. She didn’t, fearing that would only cause more hesitation and confusion, but what could she do now?
Looking back up at Connor, his frown only made her do so in return. Today she turned seventeen and she still knew just as much then as she did the day before when she was still sixteen. Becoming a woman meant nothing really, did it? It was all still the same… and in the end, no one ever changed.
“What do you mean…”Celina whispered as she started to ask, “…when you say you need me?”
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Post by Connor Manning on Aug 26, 2008 10:06:07 GMT -5
He ached. His muscles from trying to stand still and not fall over from buckling his knees, his head from the headache that seemed to overtake his mind, and mostly... his heart, because he didn't know what she meant. He will want to avoid her? Hadn't he already tried that? Hadn't that not worked for him, hard as he tried to do so? He had attempted to avoid her as best he could, but it hadn't worked.
" I tried, Celina, I tried to... avoid you. " Did she even want to hear something like that? He didn't know, but it seemed like she was hell bent on him leaving her alone when he just didn't want to. When it came down to it, if every single part of Celina hated him and never wanted him to talk to her again, he wouldn't and he would leave her alone. But if there was a single ounce of reluctance in that decision, then he knew he had a chance. " I can't.... " His words sounded slightly strained, because he was struggling to know what to say. " You're not horrible, I am... " He rushed, thinking she was referring to herself being horrible for what had happened between the two of them. Really, all Celina had done was react to Connor's actions and he could hardly blame her for that anymore.
' You can’t… I don’t think you know what you need. ' But he did, that was the problem. He knew what he wanted and even needed to an extent, the feeling just wasn't being reciprocated. He paused, not letting his gaze falter from Celina's.
The Slytherin instinctively tilted his head down slightly to catch the whispered words that Celina spoke to him. He was somewhat surprised by the question, hadn't she just told him the he didn't know what he needed? He waited a few seconds before answering her at all. " I can't... get you out of my head. Even when I know I should, because you hate me and have every right to... It's like... every time something happens... and I shouldn't want to be talking to you, but that's all I can think about. " His words were said softly, as it was slightly embarrassing to admit that to himself let alone be speaking the words out loud to Celina.
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Celina Jedynak
Ravenclaw
Seventh year
Because it just took time, before a bird's wings could heal again.
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Post by Celina Jedynak on Aug 31, 2008 14:26:11 GMT -5
Connor spoke and Celina didn't move. Not from the spot she had taken from being in front of the boy, not from taking her gaze away from him, not a muscle in her body moved as he told her that he'd tried to do what she told him, but could not. It sounded like a horrible excuse, but there was apart of Celina that just wanted to know everything, so she stood still, and listened. I can't... you're not horrible, I am... As if it were planned, she shook her head. How could he think himself horr... well, January wasn't as well taken as he probably hoped it would be, and he had dissed Alfonz, but he didn't know... he didn't know anything did he?
"You just... don't..." he didn't understand. "He was the only one that was there for me..." she whispered taking her eyes away from Connor's face. Her arms hugged around herself tightly as she looked anywhere but the Slytherin Prefect. Eventually, her body turned herself back towards the lake... why was it they always seemed to meet back here? "He's the only one who's ever there... " she said, mostly to herself as her eyes dropped with her head towards the ground. Her brother was her protector... the only one whom knew, or thought he knew everything about Celina. Connor was horrible... how could he think that she'd care about his letter from some woman if he couldn't even respect her family? Or even her brother, whom was more her family than either of her parents?
I can't... get you out of my head. Even when I know I should, because you hate me and have every right to... It's like... every time something happens... and I shouldn't want to be talking to you, but that's all I can think about.
Did she hate him? "I don't hate you... I couldn't," she said, turning back to Connor. "I've tried." A small smirk crossed the girl's features as she gave a small snort and looked away from Connor. This was a circle. He couldn't avoid her, he tried. She couldn't hate him, she had tried. This was more confusing than anything she'd ever been involved in.... even with Drew and Felicity.
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Post by Connor Manning on Aug 31, 2008 21:38:54 GMT -5
At first Connor grew slightly confused, and therefor frustrated as Celina talked about ' him ' being the only one who was there for her. It took a second for him to realize that she meant her brother, and the things he had said. His eyes dropped down to the ground and he nodded slightly, as he listened to her talk. He could pretend that he understood, but he didn't. Not really, and he didn't know if it was likely that he would ever truly understand the dynamics and components that made up the Jedynak siblings relationship.
" I know... I mean, I don't, but... I shouldn't have said those things. I say stupid things when I'm angry... things that I don't mean. " It was hard enough to string together a sentence around Celina these days, let alone have a conversation with her about something. So far, though, this conversation didn't seem to be going too bad. They were both frustrated, but neither of them were leaving, and neither of them were lashing out at the other person.
He breathed out a small inaudible sigh of relief as Celina did the simple move of turning back towards him and said she couldn't hate him. It hadn't seemed that way just a couple of months ago, or even a couple of weeks ago, but to hear her say it was something different completely. ' I've tried. ' He laughed a little at that, as he could really imagine Celina trying her hardest to hate him, just as he had tried his hardest to avoid her. It just... didn't work, was his problem. Maybe that had been her problem too.
His thoughts trailed off, though, as he was unsure where to lead the conversation now. He took a small step towards Celina, his hand tentatively looking for hers, several fingers brushing against her own. He just wanted to know that she believed him when he said sorry. He meant it... He just hoped she knew it.
" I don't want it to be like this anymore... " He finally said, somehow knowing what he wanted to say even if it didn't come across that way to her.
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Celina Jedynak
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Seventh year
Because it just took time, before a bird's wings could heal again.
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Post by Celina Jedynak on Aug 31, 2008 23:13:07 GMT -5
No, he shouldn't have said anything. Bringing Alfonz into it was something Shaw had also done... her brother wasn't apart of the plan Felicity and she had cooked up, and her brother wasn't apart of the problem that Connor must have thought he saw between the two Jedynaks. If anything, Alfonz was the only one whom she could talk to... whom would allow her to talk. Unlike what Connor said... she couldn't talk because she knew too much, not because she was unable to. She shook her head, but just slightly, agreeing with the fact that he should have never said anything about Alfonz. It wasn't his place, nor would it ever be.
As for saying stupid things when angry..."I'm sure you're not the only one who does that..." Celina usually meant things that she said, even mad. She'd regret them later, more than likely, because when she was angry she told the truth that she saw, and didn't hold back like she normally would. Like when she fought with Drew, it was the same... she told him the truth, and regretted even saying anything later on. The same had happened with Connor. Celina was smart, and unfortunately, when upset, she turned to the hurtful truth to lash out at people.
Connor walked toward Celina slightly, and she almost pulled away. His fingers gently caressing hers as it beckoning for her to respond and take hold of them. She didn't, unknowing of really what to do. Brown orbs focus on the gesture, looking down away from the Slytherin's face. What did she do? Celina was confused... still hanging on to hurt that she knew she shouldn't have...
I don't want it to be like this anymore...
"What?" Celina asked, wanting to know exactly what 'it' was. It came out of her mouth so fast that she hadn't even really thought about it. Her eyes opened a bit wider, as she tried to open her mouth again to correct herself, but nothing came forth. So focused on their hands, she'd lost all tact or knowing of the conversation at hand. This wasn't just friendship and she knew it... but then the question that swum around in her mind was then what was it?
As she slowly lifted her head so that she was looking at Connor once more, her hand turned just slightly, allowing Connor's fingers to intwine themselves with hers.
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Post by Connor Manning on Aug 31, 2008 23:37:58 GMT -5
He couldn't be entirely sure, but Connor kind of got the feeling that maybe they were going to make things okay. There were still things that needed to be said by both of them, he was sure of that, but it was a start. This was a start, and he had to applaud both of their efforts. He tilted his head down, thinking about why he had said what he did all those months ago. Anger, of course, was the main reason he came up with, but mostly frustration that led up to his anger. He was never very good at controlling his temper, and it hadn't been the first time that it had gotten him into trouble of sorts either.
' I'm sure you're not the only one who does that. ' Connor nodded, knowing that a lot of people did the same thing, but still it didn't help to reassure him that she understood how sorry he was. He was sorry for lost time that neither of them would be able to get back. Time that they had spent angry with one another, because it had been wasted. He was sorry in general though, and really, he couldn't stress it enough. He just couldn't figure out any more ways to say it than he already had. " I know, but it's still not a very good excuse. " He lifted his shoulders slightly in a small shrug, not knowing what else to say.
He was slightly disappointed that he didn't see or feel an immediate reaction from Celina as he reached for her hand, but quickly got over that feeling as he fumbled for words to answer her question.
" Us. " That much was obvious even to him, that he had meant them. " You and me... I don't want things to be bad anymore. " Nothing was ever simple, he acknowledged that, but it didn't have to be as complicated and confusing as they seemed to make it, all circumstances aside. He met her glance for a second, a half smile tugging at his lips as she relaxed her hand slightly, letting him lace his fingers next to hers. He had missed that, something as simple as holding hands with Celina.
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Celina Jedynak
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Seventh year
Because it just took time, before a bird's wings could heal again.
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Post by Celina Jedynak on Aug 31, 2008 23:51:04 GMT -5
It wasn't, but what other excuses could Connor have had? No one was agreeing with him but Raynor, and Celina wasn't sure of exactly what side she was really on half the time, so it wasn't as if he should have felt confident. Lashing out at Alfonz had been a shock, but at the same time, Alfonz was continuously trying to take her from the Great Hall, afraid of what she may say if she stayed there too long. Because Connor didn't know... it all lead back to the fact that she couldn't tell anyone, or at least, didn't believe she could. And so, because Connor didn't understand the reasonings, he lashed out... "It's not your fault you don't know..." Celina whispered, her eyes looking out slightly over the lake. The only people who knew had never said a word, and those whom didn't know, wouldn't know why her brother was the only one whom had been there for her the entire time.
"Do you see Alfonz as threatening?" Celina asked, looking back at Connor again, her brown eyes looking into his hazel. That would explain a lot too... "Why did you say what you said... other than being mad? It was at Alfonz...." she wanted to know if Connor thought of him as her protector as she had. Connor didn't know things, but maybe... she took her hand back from Connor's and folded her arms.
Us... I don't want things to be bad anymore.
How could they be good? Everytime things got rough, Connor took off in the opposite direction. Could he handle... Celina questioned herself of what she should have done next. Her insides were bustling and bursting with all of what she knew and no one could handle it. It was what had made her so angry and upset in January. Everyone had forgotten... or rather, no one really knew. "Connor," Celina started, needing to know what January really meant to him. "Do you know... do you believe I gave up my best friend?" she whispered her voice cracking.
If he too, believed that Celina gave Felicity up to save her own life, than there would be no hope for them would there? Possibly as friends... but Celina didn't want another friend whom thought of her as a snitch... or someone who couldn't be trusted. He left a lot... her friends had left her too, leaving Alfonz to be the only one who cared enough to tell her everything was alright. She'd saved all of them... Alfonz knew it, she knew it... but could anyone really know it, and be trusted to keep it to themselves?
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