silvermoonlady (silvermoonlady) wrote in halcyon_houses, @ 2008-05-09 14:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | noah, sydni |
Week 9: Saturday
Who: Sydni and Noah
Where: House of Fire Common Room
When: Saturday Night
What: An introduction
It had been a much better week this week than last. First of all, last week had been the full moon and Sydni still felt that the full moon was a horrible nightmare that came once a month. If only her memory of the full moon was like her memory for dreams. Unfortunately, it was not. It was still like a bizarre nightmare - she felt like her brain functioned on a different level when she was transformed, and her 'human' brain couldn't process the information properly once dawn came. She vaguely understood that it would become clearer with time, but really, she'd rather it not.
More importantly, though, this week, Sydni had met several other students. Most memorable, of course, was Frankie. The girl had the energy of, well, not to be redundant, a ball of fire. She had met a few others as well, and she hoped that she could develop friendships with some of them.
Sydni was musing on these developments in the common room on Saturday Night. She had her notebook with her, writing. She was trying to write a 'happy' poem to fit her mood, but everything she had turned out so far was crap. That was ok with her. She crossed out what she didn't like, or she turned to a new page and started over. Part of the problem was she didn't know what to write about - she wanted to create a happy mood, but she needed a subject, and couldn't figure out what fit. Eventually, she would hit on something she liked, and she was patient. It was like clothes shopping. She knew other people who hated shopping because it seemed they could never find something they liked. Sydni never forced it. If she couldn't find what she liked, she'd go back another day. Same with poems. If she didn't find what she liked today, she'd get to it another day. No big deal to her. Not like anyone else ever saw them.
She had just finished another pathetic attempt, and she needed to stretch. She unfolded her legs from under her and stretched her arms up over her head, and her legs straight out, toes pointed. She was already in her pjs - jammie pants with cute little strawberries on a pink background and matching short-sleeved top with a single strawberry and the word "Yum" written across the chest.
It was really very quiet at the school tonight. Sydni figured that most of the other students had gone into town. It was Saturday night. Or perhaps they were locked up, studying. In any case, Sydni didn't mind the quiet. It was easier to write when there was no one else around. Sydni was just settling back into her curled up position on the couch when she heard someone else enter the room.