InsaneJournal

Amelia Bones was mad. Well, perhaps mad was a bit extreme. She was unsettled. The whole journal thing had gotten entirely out of control. She had no idea why Ed was being so...so...infuriating! Of course she was used to him being overprotective, and most of the time she indulged it because she loved him to pieces, but this was a bit overboard. Mia wasn't sure if it was the flirting or the comment about Trish, but something had set him off big time. She wanted to fix it, but now he wasn't speaking to her OR Trish. Or Tibby, for that matter. The whole thing had spiraled and now she felt awful. Not about flirting with Tibby, however. She just didn't want Ed to be mad at anyone, least of all Trish. It was something she didn't know how to fix, and when Amelia didn't know how to fix something, she became a bit sullen. Her room suddenly seemed to stifling, and she could not look at her journal any longer. Hestia wasn't around just then, which meant she had no one to rant to. At least not if she stayed in her room.

Closing the book, she sighed heavily as she sat up from her sprawled position across the mattress. Pulling her hair back into a ponytail, she decided to head down into the common room. It was late, but Mia wasn't sure if it was past curfew or not. Hopefully there were some people milling about down there that she could talk to, even though she wouldn't spill her feelings and thoughts about this whole thing to just anyone. Company would be better than sulking alone, though. Her initial arrival in the common area was disappointing. Mia didn't see anyone, but she felt better having move away from the frustration. It was a start. Taking a seat in one of the large cushioned chairs by the window, she glanced out, trying not to obsess over what had happened as she contemplated leaving to wander the castle a bit.