I Am What I Am ((Pierce))

[helenahorror]

Helena walked out of the common room. She was bored as every other day. She had just finished writing some letters to the fam. She walked out the big doors of Hogwarts. She walked through trees and bushes and grass. She was wearing a red heart shirt with a mini skirt and red sparkle flats. She loved this outfit the most but she hated when she matched alot. She thought it was kinda weird to have every thin matching.


Helena made her way towards the lake. She heard it was quite peaceful but little did Helena know that it was going to start raining soon. Helena walked into the entrance of the Courtyard Maze and looked around. everything was green of coarse and there were benches here and there. Samantha walked a few steps and saw three openings, to the left of her, the right or in front. She looked left then right then back in front of her. She took a right and started to walk.


Helena kept turning corners. As she turned on corner she ran into another first year that was running out of the maze saying "Im lost.Im Lost." Helean's eyes followed the girl that was now running behind her and watched her run away until she turned a corner.

[Pierce James]

Jesus. Ever since he'd arrived to the school he'd seen a number of strange people that liked appearing out of nowhere. Just now, a hysterical looking young lady had come sprinting from the opposite way, rambling about how lost she was. He only watched her pass by, an eyebrow raised.

Pierce had been sitting on one of the benches of the courtyard maze, his sketchbook laying open in his lap and charcoal piece in his hand, a pencil laying in the center crease of the book. At his angle, he was looking toward a cross-section of the maze, about four different paths separating. Vines were overhanging in several areas as well as a few leaves and natural debris swirling about the ground.

In his lap was a partially drawn sketch of the scene. Pierce turned around after the girl turned the corner. The entrance was nearby, he was sure she'd find it. He went back to his sketch, putting down his piece of charcoal and picking up his pencil. He'd only begun sketching out the rest of the scene as once again, he heard footsteps. He could feel that another person had entered the maze, but his back was turned to this new person. If whoever it was wanted his attention, they would seek it. For now, he was focused on his sketch.

[helenahorror]

Helena turned another corner. She walked through the maze just looking for some other life around her. She saw a boy sitting on a bench near here. Sorta cute. she thought to herself. He looks kinda lonely and I'm looking for some more people to make communication with except my diary. she thought to herself.

She slowly walked over to the boy. she sat down at the other end of the bench. She looked at what the boy had been drawing, she smiled. The pictures were really good in her perspective. She wanted to say some thing but wasn't sure what to say. She finally came to her senses.

"Hey." she said to him. "Those are really good." she told him with a small smile.

[Pierce James]

"Eh?" Pierce straightened up and turned, looking at the girl who'd sat down beside him. What an intelligent response, he thought, mentally hitting himself. First impressions meant everything, right? Brilliant. "Oh," he said quietly, looking down to his sketch book and back to the girl. "Thanks." He set down the pencil he was holding, looking at his hand to see the smudge marks on the side of his fingers.

"Er, I would shake your hand, but," he paused to show her the dirtied hand. "I don't think you'd like charcoal and pencil on your hands. It takes a while to scrub off." He wiped his hands on the side of his jeans, frowning slightly as it didn't do much good. He kept his head down, looking at his sketch.

Pierce couldn't help but retain the frown. He was unsatisfied with it, it just didn't seem to look right to him. He bit the inside of his lip, but realized the girl was still there. "So, ehm, what're you doing out here?" he asked awkwardly, trying to make a bit of conversation. For some reason he always felt the need to fill silences with pointless conversation. Awkward moments weren't exactly pleasant to him .

[helenahorror]

Helena giggled a bit. "True true." she said to him. "I'm Helena Hibbetta." she said. She looked down at her hand. she didn't know why though. She always did random stuff like that. "I'm a first year Grifindor." she said to him. Time to conjure the next question. So what are you doing out here


"And I'm just looking for some new friends I guess. And some kinda adventure." she told him. "Oh and taking a break from writing songs and playing my guitar." she told him."How bout you except make a masterpiece." she asked him with a small smile.


(OCC-Sorry so short)