How to say goodbye [invited]

[Xiomara Lang]

One, always start with “I don’t know how to tell you this.. but…” Then as you watch you’re dearest friends faces fill with confusion, glance down at the floor shamefully and hold in your tears.

Xiomara bit her lip softly, pacing back and forth across the lakes edge. Her face was windswept with hundreds of emotions, from fear to hate to guilt. Her golden hair had fallen over her right eye as she walked slowly, dreading the fact that she was about to break some news to her closest friends. It wasn’t fair to go this way. It wasn’t fair to suddenly have to go so abruptly. For a while now she’d thought it would just be easier to just disappear without saying a word. But then that thing called a conscious made her change her mind and she just knew that she’d have to face them. But the hardest part was facing Nathaniel.

Nathaniel. Xiomara stopped in her tracks, eyes on the lake as ripples broke across the surface as the wind blew softly. How was she going to tell him? There was so much more that Xiomara wanted, she loved Nathaniel and had never gotten the chance to tell him. And she never would have that chance. Her head lowered a bit as her eyes glistened with tears. This was horrible and she was terrified of what was going to happen with them. She didn’t want to lose them. She couldn’t lose Nathaniel. She couldn’t lose Alexander or Lils either. They were her family. Her one true family.

Two, no matter what don’t cry. Don’t let them see your pain. Just stay strong and don’t show weakness. You can’t show weakness.

Collapsing near the oak tree, Xiomara buried her head in her knees as she exhaled. What was she going to do? When would she see them again? Would she see them again? What if when she returned they had all gone, disappeared? The pain was welling up inside of her making her stomach ache. She felt like SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF HER LUNGS! This was dreadful.

[nathanielhaake]

The day had gone quite perfect for Nathaniel, besides the letters he received from a couple of students, of whom he knows. This is what he gets for writing something in the gossip column. Not that he intentionally threatened anyone, but by golly Amanda Larsen was a bad influence when it came to writing. Her emotions were so into the paper, that Nathaniel got caught up in the moment.

Though, for her bravery, she was one of the most successful writers in the school. Thus, peope loved a good gossip, even if it ranked of degrading titles and words. Nathaniel enjoyed it all. But his concern now was of Lillian since she took it personal. Thank you Amanda for feeding me that info. You're gonna get me in trouble! He heaved a sigh as he hoisted himself up from his chair in the Great Hall.

Snacking was good, just as he finished the rest of his pumpkin juice, something smacked him against the head. "What?" He glanced around and then to his feet to see a letter addressed to him. Nathaniel knelt down to pick it up and read the inscription written by Xiomara's own hand. Something was up and this grew more concern for the Slytherin.

He folded the letter and put it in his pocket and left the great hall to the front doors. So she needed to talk. He couldn't remember the last thing they talked about since things went silent in the Enchanted Gardens. But he assumed that this meeting was very important, so he didn't waste time to jog down to the lake to meet her.

She just sat against the tree when he finally came, breathless, and perspiring from the heat outside. "You owl'd?" He said through huffs of breathing, then taking a seat across from his best friend, and examining her as her head still buried into her knees. "What's wrong?"

[Lillian Ann]

How to disappear:

1. Never say Goodbye. Never mention that your leaving

Lils coughed, glaring at the spat of blood on her glove from the action, she was going to murder Shayne for using a stinging hex on her when she had her back turned. Ah well, that was the world of dueling, which she was thankfully now departing from, combat books making soft thuds as they hit the steps, which she is now taking by two's due to the owl that was currently sitting on her right shoulder.

2. Make sure everything seems alright. You are perfect. Everythings is fine

Stepping into the warm air around the lake sent shivers down her spine, the fishnet sleeves of her crimson corset perhaps not enough to protect her. Then again, if Lils had trouble with anything, it was keeping warm, due to being colder blooded, even if she knew the rest of the world was burning up... The toe of steel-toed boots hit the dirt and she's off, running towards the lake. If X needed something, or someone, she'd be there, X didn't ask for much, never had..

3. Silencio Dillusio are your friends. And the spell to make your tracks disappear.

She skids to a halt a few feet in front of X, crouching down slightly, placing her leathered palm between her legs and onto the ground to steady herself, before moving it to sit on her knees, violet eyes watching X... Lils didn't like the signs... Didn't like the fact that they showed that X was putting up barriers against the world, against them... That she was hurting...

4. Make sure that it's a busy night, one that you won't be payed attention to on.. And a weekend.

X didn't deserve to hurt, and Lils had to fight off the urge to growl in her throat, instead choosing to bite her tongue to resist. Pale fingers were curled into fists, stretching the netting on the outside and wrinkling the leather on her palms. This wasn't right, if Lils hadn't been so obsessed within her own world, she might know what was wrong with X, what was going on.

5. Don't say Goodbye. Don't even hint your leaving. Just disappear.

Blue eyes flickered to Nathan on her side, and she cocks an eyebrow as though to ask him just who he thinks he is. Not that she actually took offense to what he wrote, but it was nice to make him worry that his pancakes were going to blow up. It had bothered her a bit at first, but hey, that's life, people are going to say what they wished, and it didn't make him any less of a friend.

6. Don't look back. What's done is done.

"Sweetie... Everything alright?"

Lils had to fight the urge to use Legimens against the girl, to find out what was wrong, but knew the invasion would not be welcome in the least. Pearl teeth tug upon a chapped bottom lip, and she sighs, having no idea what to do in this situation. Because she wasn't quite sure what the situation was...

How to Disappear in 6 easy steps - Lillian Ann

[Alexander W. Black]

It was a dreadful afternoon for the boy who walked down the lake. His crimson eyes, yes crimson, was facing the ground, as if he were examining every bit of everything that he stepped on. But truly Alexander had been just lost in thought. Something in side of him told him today wasn't going to such a great day. Why? Who knows, only but the great almighty himself. Being his last year, Alexander should be glad, especially with upcoming events that were coming into his life.

A new life as well if only things permitted it. The days behind him felt so long ago, but truly they just had been around the corner. Everything around him felt so rushed, so completely opaque. There seemed to be nothing good in this world at least for now. Was it the fact that the boy had been long lost from society. At least the one he was involved in.

The castle greatly awaited for his arrival but yet things felt completely wrong. Classes were being more controling, friends were more busy with their own lives, and well so on. Alexander Black only had one thing in mind, besides the fact that hopefully he'd be married to his beloved, but the fact that nothing in this world would please him greatly at the moment.

Yet why? Why was this feeling of depression filled him in this particular day. Yeah, he'd been in his moody days before, but not anything like this. Half attentive to his surroundings Alexander found himself with three of his family members. His little sister, he beloved one, and his little brother. Xiomara, Lillian, and Nathaniel.

His heart began to pump, living. His face showed some horror. Something had been wrong. At least in their faces there was something wrong. As if well there was something gone. Or something was going to be gone. "What's wrong?" He asked them all. "Why the face?" His eyes were darkening. His hands began to shake. "I swear to you if anyone hides one more crap from me, you'll regret it." When has they hid something from him? Why such feeling of complete hatred. What was wrong with the boy who everyone thought of kind. Besides the fact of Wyatt... If you understand anyways...

[Xiomara Lang]

[Sorry guys, false alarm... thank god! ]