Post by Bellatrix Andora Black on Feb 17, 2010 23:46:35 GMT -5
- - i can still pretend - -
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it all depends
SLAP YOU LIKE A BITCH AND YOU TAKE IT LIKE A WHORE,[/center]
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It had only been a few days and the seventh year slytherin was already bored out of her mind. School always did this too her, she hated being back here and she looked forward to getting out already. It was good bye to her freedom and hello to consistent supervision. Unfortunately the girl’s lenient parents were here and she was sure that the supervisors here wouldn’t take her bullshit. As of yet though she hadn’t been in any trouble since the very first day she walked into this jail as she called it. The girl was more than thankful to be done in one year, it wouldn’t come fast enough though. Till then she simply had to put up with all that went on around her. She was being distant though this time back and she couldn’t understand it. Usually she was a social butterfly but she hadn’t left her dormitory yet. Perhaps she just wasn’t used to this place anymore or she just was tired of it all. It was all politics and standing; something Bellatrix Black was a part of but cared not about it.
The girl had spent most of the day and afternoon sitting on her bed. Fingering the fine silk silver and emerald fabric of her bed spread. The worst part about being in slytherin was the dormitories, in the dungeons seriously. Where was the sun and the air. It was all artificial light and was always extremely dark. If Bellatrix was a betting person she supposed she would be back on her way to losing her tan in less that six months. With a swift movement she tossed the picture in her hands into the corner. She didn’t know why she even bothered to bring a picture of her family here. It wasn’t like they would ever write her, no they were to busy. It didn’t matter where she was or how much trouble she would get in. They simply just didn’t have the time for Bella, and yet she grew jealous of her younger sister recieving constant letters. Soon there would be no coming back from the facade she tended to put on. It didn’t take much longer before she felt her feet taking her off her bed.
Letting her feet go where they wanted, she didn’t know where she was going as of yet. Since being back she hadn’t explored much. Bellatrix sighed as she walked to the owlery to find her owl Alfie. Original, oh yes she knew that but she didn’t care. The little cream coloured bird bit at her finger she approached and she couldn’t help but scowl at the menacing little bird. Pulling out a piece of tan paper and a black sharpie she wrote on the piece of paper. The girl’s large calligraphy words disappeared as she rolled up tying it with a piece of gold string. Tying in to the bird she whispered to it before walking away. She glanced down at the sliver charm bracelet she wore. She was one to add shiny things to outfits and almost scowled as she spotted a missing charm. She left it. She could always get another, and instead of leaving the owlry almost instantly headed over to the arched window watching her owl fly off.
she's got such a big mouth, words.
and such a style, can you see her outfit.
not to mention this pretty girl is pretty into beingopen.
can you believe that say what kenna?! made this.
