it's not like you ;; -- a girl i guess..

[Luke Scapacciano]

Luke sighed heavily as he shifted through the library shelves. Possibly, too heavily, for he heard a shush to his left. He didn't see the person who had shushed him, but they earned a dramatic eye roll from him. His bag slumped off of his shoulder, and once he finally reached the spot where he was to find his book, he let it drop to the floor. There wasn't much inside of it, except some other books, but those were his for lonely reading. Damages were unimportant, but it did make somewhat of a slam sound. Sammy winced slightly. You'd think I'd know how to be quiet by now he scolded himself. He spent hours in the library during the day.

His fingers danced across the spines of books on the shelf trying to find a helpful title. Werewolves were interesting, but he didn't feel the exact motivation that he needed to find what he needed. There was an interruption of his thoughts from his stomach, basically telling him to get his ass to the Great Hall before he died. Luke, picked up the bag, and immediately rushed out of the library, promising himself that he would return later. "Hey Luke." he heard someone call out on his way down. He was peeved, honestly, couldn't they tell he was in a rush? He turned around to a pair of giggling girls that he knew were in his year and house.

"Oh hey ladies." he smirked, but before he got a chance to flirt with them like he wanted to, his stomach punched him in the face again. "See ya later." he winked at them, and continued on his way. He skidded to a stop once he was in front of the doors to the great hall and went over to his table. "Hey mates." he greeted the boys he was sitting around him. He took out his wand and charmed the pitcher of Orange Juice to pour into his cup as he piled food on his plate. He stopped it before it could overflow, and he was just about to dig in when he was interrupted by a familiar voice.

Shit he thought, but then she had knocked over his juice into his plate. He shot up, so the overflowing juice wouldn't fall into his lap and he wouldn't have to smell like Florida until he got to a shower. "Watch where you're throwing yourself around." he muttered, and then shut his mouth hoping she hadn't heard him.

[Whoever posts we can just make it like they know each other. I really hate meet and greet threads.]

[Gabby Luna Scamander]

Gabby was doing her usual stint in the library. She really had nothing to study today but she was there anyways. She walked through the books. She touched the spines of the books as she walked down the aisles. She loved the smell of books and the feel of their spines. They told you so much about the books history if you really looked at it. Sure she was a lot like her mother and most thought she would turn out like her parents. Those that knew her however knew how different she was from her parents as well. She was probably more closely related with her grandfather on her mother’s side. Still she didn’t mind living in her mother’s shadow at least while at school. Her mother had the best of time even with the lack of friend that she had and the ones she made in her later years. Gabby actually liked being just slightly odd she was different and that made all the difference.

She finally found a book that she wanted to read and took it off the shelf and walked to check it out. She headed off to the great hall once she was done. She needed to eat like every other person but she was very careful with what she ate. She was slightly afraid of the house elves and could never really figure out why she was so careful about the food that she ate. She sat down at the table a little bit away from the rest and began to eat. She was not paying attention to what was going on around her and she was startled by a boy coming up to them and sitting down. She made to move a little closer to him. “Hello Luke..” She accidentally hit his juice and immediately went about making sure that it at least cleaned itself up and left his food unharmed. “Sorry” She muttered and sat down. She had heard what he said but she knew him enough to know that he wasn’t going to do much about that little of a thing. “How are you doing today Luke?” She questioned try to make light of everything.

She had finished eating but socializing was as awkward for her as it had been for her mother. She was alright with it once in awhile. Though conversation didn’t always work well.

[Luke Scapacciano]

He wasn't totally surprised to see that it was Gabby that had knocked over his poor juice. He knew that she was sort of a spaz sometimes, but he would never have told that to her face. He was was far too nice for that. "Thanks." he smiled as she cleaned up the mess, Luke being slightly too slow with pulling out his wand.

He charmed the pitcher once more. "I'm starving." he had already stuffed at least two sausages into his mouth. He was probably going to have killer heartburn later, but he was a glutton. Besides, it wasn't something that he could work off. He was an athlete after all. Gabby was so dainty that he hardly even noticed her when he sat down despite her lightning blonde hair, which had always been familiar since they first met.

"What about you, Gabz?"

[Gabby Luna Scamander]

Gabby was not oblivious like her mother had seemed to be when it came to what people said about her. She knew she was known as a clutz and a spaz. She didn’t rightly care though. Everyone tried to be so reserved with their feelings and with their actions that Gabby just couldn’t help but show them as odd as they were when she wanted too. It was just the way Gabby was and those that knew her knew full well that no matter what they said she would brush it off. She was an odd ball and that was that. She finished up cleaning the mess that she had inadvertently made. She was quick at the draw with a wand. Probably the quickest when one got to thinking about it. At least that was for her age group.

She smiled at Luke. She had no idea where he put all the food he ate. Though she knew very well that he was athletic. She shrugged her thoughts off and waited for him to say something more. ”I’m alright. Just very bored for some reason and I can’t put my finger on it. You are getting ready for Quidditch are again right?” Things had been moving so fast lately that she almost lost concept of all time. Of course Luke was one of those people that could bring her back down to the right time and place. He was nicer than most. She was sure that he kept most of anything bad that he could say in his own thoughts. She did find in quite interesting. That and he was probably the only one that could call her Gabz and not get an annoyed looked from her.