Who: Alex and Dominic Where: Transfiguration class/hallway When: Friday Afternoon Rating:TBA
Transfiguration was the worst; it had become its own type of slow, painful torture. Alex came into the classroom quietly without her normal group of chattering girls, and went straight to her seat near the front where she had been assigned. She went about her normal routines, setting up her books almost obsessively in just the way she liked them, before pulling her chair to the far end of the table and sitting down, staring directly ahead of her. Well, almost directly in front of her, every once in a while she would catch herself looking at Dominic as he sat, seemingly focused on the lesson. Sighing, she just pushed herself farther into her seat and tried to watch the teacher, the entire time neither said a word. It had gotten to the point that she almost wished that they were feuding again, sending angry words along and hexes of all types, trying to see which one would cave first; it would always be her. She found that it was just part of her personality, and she would have to make use of it or be done with it, which included shedding her opinion of social status, it meant that she would no longer let what other people think of her weigh so heavily upon her decisions.
Alex was still wandering through her thoughts, trying to figure out just what to say to Dominic when class let out. She looked up and he had already begun to move for the door. Gathering the objects she had laid out on the table quickly, she rushed towards him and walked behind him as he exited the classroom. Taking in a breath and biting her lip, Alex grabbed his hand and tugged him away from the crowd.
"We need to talk." She said softly, hoping he’d come with her with out too much fuss. The whole situation was odd to Alexandria. She liked living in the box she had built around herself, she was familiar with it and she was very guarded. She wasn’t particularly found of stepping outside of it, it made her feel far too vulnerable.
"I’m sorry," She felt the need to say, as if she hadn’t already told him a hundred times, "You are right. I am a complete coward and I shouldn’t have said those things that I said… but I did and I can’t change that now. It was a stupid move, I know. I don’t think those things about you, I just, well, I got scared and I freaked out because I’m a coward, I guess." Alex told him, not looking at him, she was starting to ramble and hoping she’d stumble onto the right words soon.