A Siren's Soliloquy [Colleen].

[alesana]

Paralyzed by the beauty of those words.
That so delicately drip from this angel of untamed lust.
Suddenly I fear the end of my solitude.
Once a warrior, poetic shrieks now own my soul.

The Monteclair walked outside of the castle wearing a Chiodos hoodie, a black SKSK shirt that had purple and blue words, skinny jeans, black studded belt, and flats. This school was so huge. She wondered if she would ever remember where anything was. There were so many things to look at and she didn't want to miss one thing. There was so much she had to tell her parents back home.

Her blue eyes looked at the ground. It was cold and it was snowing. I should have worn my boots I got. My feet are going to get frostbite or something.

[/color] But it was too late to turn back to the Mihael Common Room and it was too far of a walk to go back and forth. Eventually she would have given up and stayed in the common room.

The snow crunched under her flats as she began walking. Her right foot sunk into the snow and she shivered. Picking up her foot she shook it trying to get off all the snow, then she began walking again like nothing had happened. Her eyes looked up as the snow continued to fall. My hair is going to look like I have really bad dandrif,[/color] she smiled to herself as she walked. Ale shook her head making some snow fall from her hair.

Her hands kept snug in her hoodie pockets as she strolled. Alesana wondered where she was going and how much land did Hogwarts own? She noticed that there were tries everywhere and one lane full of snow covered bushes. The Mihael wondered where each one led to.

Also in her view was a bench. Too bad there weren't any maps around to tell you where you were or anything. That would have been majorly helpful to her. Ale walked to the bench and pushed all the snow off of it. She sat down and crossed her ankles. Alesana looked in front of her and thought about where should she try to venture off to.[/font][/size][/blockquote]

[colleen]

It was a boring day. The silly girls were talking amongst themselves,obnoxiously,the guys kept to themselves if they weren't flirting,and-Colleen turned to look out of the window-it was snowing. Colleen looked slightly taken aback. Snowing?! When did this happen? Colleen was sitting in the Common Room watching the snow slowly fall onto the ground,piling up. Peering out of the window,she scratched her head and thought, Snow sure does come quick around here.... Colleen frowned. Back in London,if it didn't snow,it surely rained. Maybe that was why she liked the rain so much. Colleen shrugged. Snow wasn't that bad. The cold wasn't too pleasant,but anything falling from the sky made her think about home. And home was where her camera worked. Colleen sighed and decided to go for a walk outside. It was definately better than being in the common room. It gave her something to do.

After pulling on a striped black and white hoodie,and a pair of jeans,Colleen made her way down toward the lake. Today was one of the few days when nothin had gone wrong and she was almost happy for once. Almost. Colleen psuhed open the Entrance Hall doors and peered out at the snow falling. She stood there for a moment,blocking the entrance for some girl behind her. Colleen peered back at the girl and then looked back outside. Snow.She let the girl pass through and shut the door 'accidentally' on her. Before Colleen had an afro,she pulled her hood over her head.It was kind of pointless now,seeing as her hair was already wet. She shook her hood off and pulled it back into a ponytail. Her hair was so short, that there was just b arely a little nub sticking out. But it kept her hair from falling into her eyes and frizzing up. Colleen soon found herself over by a big,tall tree. Instead of its usual brown,icky color, it was all white. Colleen sighed. it was such a kodak moment. Too bad her camera didn't work. "Stupid Hogwarts...."She muttered,letting anyone within earshot here her comment.

Colleen wandered away from the tree with the image still in her mind.Maybe if she remembered it when she went up to her dormitory,she could draw it there. Or not. Colleen would probably forget by then. The first year Slytherin stuck her checkered Vans into the snow and kicked the white clumps up. She smirked and looked up at the sky.Could the day have been anymore boring? She needed something to do. Anything,before she died of boredom. Colleen spotted a nearby girl,sitting on a bench.Talk to her? No. Colleen didn't randomly walk up to someone and start talking to them. That'd be kinda weird. Instead,Colleen found herself doing something that she might not usually do. She kneeled in the snow and formed a lumpy snowball.

Well,snowsquare. Unlike every kid in her neighborhood,Colleen was one of the few who had never had a snowball fight before.She had never even made a snowball before. What a loser,I know. Colleen admired her artwork and tossed it at the girl. Bad aim. Very bad aim. The snowball was lobbed right over the girls' head. Colleen frowned. The girl didn't even notice.Or did she? Maybe she was ignoring her.Colleen shrugged.She repeated the process,making the snowball as perfect as possible. What was the point of that? it was just going to get destroyed anyway. Either way,Colleen hurled the ball at the girl. This time,it landed straight into her lap! Colleen,proud of herself,turned and strutted away as if she had done nothing wrong.

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[alesana]

A touch of poison seals my fate.
The dawn echoes the night with my glory...the sun himself honors me.

A snowballsquare went over Alesana's head and landed on the ground. The Mihael didn't turn around to see who threw it. Were they aiming it at her? Why? What had she done? Had she sat on the forbidden bench or something? Ale bit her lip and kept her eyes on the ground.

No, no one threw it at me. There must be a snowball fight behind me and they nearly accidently hit me. That's it. They don't know me. No one is like that.

[/color] She continued to bite her lip and look at the white ground. There were people that were mean out in the world but Alesana didn't see it that way...unless they were like Michael Vick who deserved to be off NBA forever and ever.

Her blew eyes looked to her lap as another snowballsquare flew into her lap. Alesana bit her lip harder. Someone was throwing snowballs at her! She felt like getting up and leaving or acting like it never happened. What had she done? Ale got up and brushed the snow off her lap.

The Mihael turned around to see a girl walking away. Her eyes were in shock. A girl had thrown a snowball at her like that? Why? The Monteclair looked at the bench. No name was on it and she highly doubted that underneath the snow there would be any names. Alesana snorted and picked up some snow.

Her fingers became very cold as she compacted the round snowball together. Alesana turned back to the girl and threw it at her head. At least Ale had good aim. It hit the girl in the back of the head. Deserves her right.[/color] The Mihael snorted and continued to look at the girl.[/font][/size][/blockquote]

[colleen]

Honestly, getting hit in the back of the head wasn’t what Colleen was expecting. The girl did look sort of like a wuss. But from previous experiences, Colleen learned not to judge a book by its cover. She never knew if this girl was some sort of...genius. Or maybe she was a secret detective. Colleen winced when the cold snowball hit her in the back of the head. Was this what kids called fun? Especially, the kids back at home. How could getting hit in the back of the head, or in the face, or anywhere else for that matter repeatedly – be fun? Kids were so strange these days. Oddly enough, Colleen liked it. It was an odd feeling and definately something she could do when she got bored. Maybe she wasn’t all that psycho after all. Colleen smiled to herself. Hearing the girl make a snorting sound, she turned to look back at the girl. Colleen shook the snow out of her hair and thought for a second.

“What was that for?” Colleen asked, even though she- and probably anyone else watching- knew why. If someone throws something at you, ya throw it back, right? Right. Well, if you've got some common sense. Colleen, watching the girl, made her way over to a tall, white tree. She dug her foot into the snow again and kicked it up. Colleen watched it fall and sighed. “Wonder if there’s anywhere to snowboard at around here…” Colleen murmured to herself, looking around the lake. She couldn’t see where. If there was somewhere to snowboard it certainly wasn’t around the lake. The lake grounds were all just flat lands. It would be like a skateboard, kicking and going. For a snowboard, she needed somewhere downhill. Colleen peered over at the forest. She hadn’t yet been in there. Was the ground there flat? Was it even safe in there? Pfft. Like Colleen really cared about safety.

Colleen smirked and switched her gaze back to the girl, waiting for her response. She brushed a few strands of hair behind her ear and frowned. What good was the hair tie doing? Colleen shoved her hands into the pockets of her hoodie and peered up at the white sky.

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[alesana]

The horizon, now as dark as the crimes that brought them here,
is filled with my impending dread.
My foolish actions will cost so many good men.
Achilles has come...

What was that for? Was that all the girl could say to Alesana? Maybe she wasn't the one to throw the snowball at me.

[/color] The Mihael looked around and found no one close enough to throw the snowball at her besides the girl near her. "Because you threw the snowball at me and that's the whole point, to throw one back."

Alesana Monteclair watched the other girl kick a tree making snow fall from the branches. There was nothing else to say so she didn't make a pointless conversation. Those were always dull and boring. If that's how it would be then oh well. She sighed and looked to the white ground. I haven't made a snowman in ages. I usually stay inside and never go out during this type of weather.[/color]

She picked up some snow and compacted it. The Mihael began kneeling on the ground and moved the snowball on the ground and began adding more snow on top. Ale compacted that together and began rolling the snowball. Soon she made it where she couldn't push it anymore. Monteclair began making another snowball and doing the same thing but made this snowball a little smaller than the first one.

After picking up the huge snowball she made a smaller one for its head. Alesana began thinking of a name for the snowman or woman. She put the head on and made two eyes, one nose, and a mouth. Ale pushed her fingers through the middle snowball to make buttons. The Monteclair took a couple steps back to admire her work before she made another snowball.

When she finished making her fourth snowball she threw it at the huge snowman who she would call Oli. She snorted again watching the cold and hot air mix as she breathed. Way too cold.[/font][/size][/blockquote]