Post by Alyria Cambian on Mar 9, 2008 17:57:27 GMT -5
The Sixth Year of Magic, the never ending cycle of boredom.
The first day back to school, ew.
It wasn't really going great for her. Some of her friends went straight into their dormitories to unpack, some fell back asleep from the train and to the common room, and others ... well she didnt know where the others were, but it was probably somewhere stupid or something. Instead of going with them, Alyria went out toward the courtyard. She would usually go to the courtyard or the Astronomy Tower to just be alone, since they both were always deserted. It was a few hours until the annual new school years feast and Alyria felt like getting rid of the headache she had instead of making it worse.
She took her canvas bag with her around her right shoulder and strode slowly to a vacant stone bench. Alyria sighed as she glanced around once, seeing no one, just the way she wanted to be, and then took out her music player from her bag. The muggles had an ... iPod or something to play music, why didnt they? So someone from the wizarding realm made up their own music player and Alyria fell in love with it instantly. Alyria turned on Eric Whitacre - a composer of choral music that she would listen to every night - and closed her eyes.
Aly rest her head against a wall behind her and opened her eyes back up, just watching the sunset. She had her robe on over her tight ripped jeans and her white tank top, which they weren't suppose to do, but she was determined to wear her regular clothes once more, being more comfortable and creative than having to fix her uniform for the school to look more ... well, modern.
She sighed once more as her eyes closed gently, listening to the music deeper now.