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Changes...; Day 3, During Breakfast
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Violet Slayer
Fifth Year

Violetta entered the bathroom, sighing. She approached a mirror, frowning into it - her hair was darker brown than her sister Aimee's. Talking with Dahlia had left Violet feeling empty, like she was missing something - she wanted to meet Dragomir Slayer...but she feared how he'd react. Maybe if Violet wasn't such a pretty, bubbly girl and was more...tough like Kayden. Everything about V's features were girlish, and eerily perfect - she seemed like a girl who never had to struggle for everything, and that was true. It just gave everyone another reason to doubt her, and assume only the worst from her, like her newly discovered father would undoubtedly do. Violetta looked closer into the mirror, rubbing a thin hand over one of her soft cheeks, then wiping eyeliner from under her red, puffy eyes. She hated everything about what she saw in the mirror...if only she could change it, if only her hair would just be shocking pink like Precious Hindert's, if only the sparkles in Violet's eyes would grow dim with the same nonchalant fierceness of Tinsley Carmicheal...with an intense longing, Violetta repeated these words to herself, her frustrated feet making wet slaps against the floor.

And then, passing by the mirror as she paced, V looked up and screamed, for she thought someone else was in the bathroom with her - but she was alone. She pressed her nose up to the mirror, her eyes wide open, her jaw having dropped to the floor -

Her hair was no longer so black it seemed purple. It was vibrant, shocking pink.

The poor Gryffindor raised a hand and messed her hair a bit - she pulled out a strand viciously, and stared at it sitting in the palm of her hand.
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Dahlia Walker
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Fourth Year

Leaving the Great Hall full of food and anxious for the events for the day to start, Dahlia went into the Second Floor Bathroom, figuring no one would be in there right now. Opening the door, Dahlia stood steady in the doorway peaking around a bit. She heard a noise but she figured it'd be Myrtle so she continued on inward the dormitory.

Walking in, Dahlia turned towards the door and stared, feeling a little bit odd and perhaps, uncomfortable, kind of like something was in here, or someone, besides Myrtle that is. And that thought, was without a doubt right. Dahlia turned back around to face a girl looking in the mirror, seeing the back of her, highly bright florescent pink head. At first Dahlia had thought it had been that Slytherin girl, that seemed rather much like a bitch. At that very second, the girl must have saw Dahlia in the reflection so she shot herself around to face a very confused Dahlia.
Well I used to be an angel,
I guess my wings got t o r n.
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Violet Slayer
Fifth Year

Violet stood, shaking, confused at her reflection. She had been concentrating so hard..it was as though her molecules had listened to her prayers and had rearranged themselves to her liking, obeying her every wish and command. Violetta didn't know how this could happen - what would have caused this odd, sudden change...she put a hand to her head and ripped out another strand, looking at in the palm of her hand...it was most definitely hot pink...

She heard someone enter. She felt her heart fall to the floor, an anxious explosion erupting in the pit of her stomach - whipping around, she saw Dahlia. For a moment, Violet did nothing but stare, her mouth open as though trying to figure out what to say. The dim light played across her features, causing her to look not only confused, but mortified beyond belief.

"I - erm...do you like it?" said Violetta, putting a hand on her hip and trying to sound much more unconcerned than she was. "I was just, erm...experimenting. Seems a lot like Precious Hindert, right? I guess I should dye it back..."

Violet felt achingly pathetic. She had no idea how to change her hair back, even if she wanted to. With a sad sigh, she fake smiled at Dahlia, the sparkle from her eyes conspicuously missing.
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Dahlia Walker
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Fourth Year

Walking up to Violetta now, Dahlia couldn't take her eyes off of her highlighted crayon, of a head. "I don't think hot pink is your color, Vi," Dahlia said as she touched a strand of her hair and examined it with her fingers. She didn't want to hurt Violetta's feelings, so she said,"At least it looks better on you then that Precious Hindert thing." They both chuckled together and Dahlia took our her wand and touched the tip to Violetta's head and muttered the words that changed her illusioned-pink to back to her beautiful black. Smiling with a good job of the work she did, Dahlia said,"There we go."
Well I used to be an angel,
I guess my wings got t o r n.
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Violet Slayer
Fifth Year

Violetta looked down at her black hair again and sighed a breath of relief. She was still confused, however, as to how her hair had changed...she hadn't felt anything different...just one moment, she was normal Violet, and the next she was a Precious Want-to-be stick of bubblegum.

Smiling at Dahlia, Violet tried to hide her blushing cheeks in the deserted bathroom. The sound of distant, trickling water broke the deafening silence. "So...erm...no breakfast?"

At that moment, she wished Dahlia was a Slytherin. She wanted to know how Kayden was...she knew she was friends with Tinsley...
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Dahlia Walker
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Fourth Year

"Yes, actually, I was down having breakfast. I tried to making a friendly conversation with another rclaw guy, but he wasn't happy to have me next to him, no biggie," she said with a wink,"So how about you, eh? How come you're not having breakfast?"

Dahlia spun around once waiting for Violetta to speak.
Well I used to be an angel,
I guess my wings got t o r n.
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Violet Slayer
Fifth Year

Violet only half smiled. Her mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts, so rapidly that she couldn't quite focus on one or another. Sighing and shrugging, V said, "I'm not that hungry. I've just been kind of thoughtful." It felt weird to know that Dahlia knew about Violet's family situation, but like any other girl her age, Violetta trusted very easily and usually grew to regret it, much as right now. Violet was blushing furiously, her cheeks as pink as her hair had been only moments before. "Ravenclaw guy, hmm?" She thought of Xander and smiled.
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Dahlia Walker
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Fourth Year

Thinking about Violetta's father and the situation she had inquired early, Dahlia rolled her eyes and spoke,"Are you really letting it get to you that bad? I mean I told you, you honestly need to find the guy if it's tearing at you so much." Dahlia knew it was right and she really wouldn't mind if Violetta needed her help, because she would do it, she couldn't imagine life not knowing who her real father was. "Seriously, I'm here for you, if you want me to help you at all," and that was said with heart, and a smile.
Well I used to be an angel,
I guess my wings got t o r n.
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Violet Slayer
Fifth Year

Violetta shrugged, looking at Dahlia with an odd expression on her face. She didn't want to talk about the father that she so desperately craved acceptance from - her own family had never accepted her in the way she had wanted...

And then she farted.

"Jesus, Dahlia," said Violetta, blushing violently.



OOC | It's just me and Kayden posting and we're laughing about this too hard to really care if anyone finds farting vulgar. hahaha
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Dahlia Walker
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Fourth Year

"Jesus what?" And then she smelt the stench, and her the noise again.

"What the fuck Violetta? That's disgusting."
Well I used to be an angel,
I guess my wings got t o r n.
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Violet Slayer
Fifth Year

Violetta's eyes widened at Dahlia's choice of language. "What the fu - I didn't do anything, Dahlia! Jesus, at least take credit for your...little..."
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Jennifer Brooks
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Fifth Year

Jenny popped her head from a corner, half of her face hanging in the shadows. The dim, dark light played over her features and for a moment, it obviously was a startling sight to see her. Clearly she had been crying only moments before, for her face was tear stained. "Fart?"

This was met with silence as Jenny put her hands on her hips.

"BUT OF COURSE NOT!"
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Dahlia Walker
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Fourth Year

Dahlia had a look of utter disgust then shot it at Violetta who shared the same exact look. "If you don't leave me the fuck alone right now I swear, I will punc.." And Violetta grabbed ahold of Dahlia before she could get her hands on Jenny and perhaps do some fatal damage. Arm in arm, Dahlia and Violetta left Jenny to her thoughts and flatulence.
Well I used to be an angel,
I guess my wings got t o r n.
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Jennifer Brooks
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Fifth Year

ooc | love how plot material turned into some random RP about girls farting. hahaha

Jenny walked to the mirror before her and wiped her eyes, smiling. She hadn't been crying much for being upset or sad - she just felt confined by the standards she was forced to meet, and her perpetually childish attitude usually caused her to have short bouts of screaming and/or crying fits. Now, however, that she had gotten all of her emotion out, she was feeling much better about things as a whole.

What was Dahlia's problem? The constant stick up her ass was going farther and farther up every day, and with Jenny's constant, sunshiny presence, it was threatening to explode from her mouth. Jenny giggled to herself softly. It was times like these that she wish she had friends.

With a final sigh, she left.
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