A Bad Idea. (Jackson)

[ashybean1994]

Ashleigh took the stairs two at a time as quietly as she could. She was always very quiet. Her My Chem bag swinging at her side she reached the tower undetected. Pulling out her sketchpad, she began to draw the head of a vampire. She'd not drawn a vampire in so long. Not since she'd been turned. When she was in the tower she lat everything go, so now her fangs were visible. As she started to draw in the teeth, she heard footsteps on the stairs.

She brushed her black hair over one eye, the other electric blue iris facing the door. It was easier to hide when only one blue spec was showing. Shoving her pad back into the bag, she grabbed her pen and hid behind a column holding the roof up. She heard the footsteps stop at the door and then the creak of the door swinging open. She sensed some kind of depression in the air. This power of hers wasn't magical, just a senseof feeling. Something was wrong with the person. She peered around the column as he sat down, opposite her on the other side of the tower. She wanted to go and see what was wrong but seeing the prefect badge pinned to his chest she thought better of it.

Making to go out of the door, she slid along the wall in her silent way. As she reached the door, her pen slipped out of her hand. It hit the floor with a clatter. He spun around.

[heartsout]

it's so easy to get lost in constantly having to present
whatever face you believe a person wants to see.

Hm. Slowly, Jackson moved along the corridor, his already horrible posture worse than normal. He kept his head low and his his free hand in his pocket- the other holding his lit wand in front of him, as not to run into anything in the darkness. It was late, and he really detested having to do this just now. Any other time would have been alright, but he was fairly sleep deprived and as his sister put it, depressed.

Even if he didn't have to make any rounds tonight, he highly doubted that sleep would come easily. For the past two weeks he would lay in bed for hours trying as hard as he could to fall asleep, and when he did, he would wake every few hours in the night. Ugh. Allowing a sigh to pass his lips, the boy made his way up into one of the school's towers, but he wasn't paying enough attention to realize what tower it was. He wanted sleep... he needed sleep. He figured that now that he was back at the school, he might be able to get a decent nights sleep, but hell if that was going to happen now.

He could have fallen asleep as he walked the corridors... and would probably run into something and hurt himself. Haaha.

Jackson pushed open the door with one hand, wrinkling his nose slightly at the creaking noise. It reminded him of those old houses, you know, that would just creak in the middle of the night all by themselves. They creeped him out. Blinking around the dark tower, he soon found himself seated on the floor, his head resting against the wall, his eyes closed.

He could have even fallen asleep, if something hadn't dropped onto the stone floor, making his eyes pop open in an instant. Wtf? Stupid people, didn't they know he was tired, and just wanted to get some damn sleep? Sheesh. Grr. His fault though, he was too lazy to even check if the tower was empty, first.

Raising his wand up above his head, noticing a pen on the floor, and a set of feet near it, he raised an eyebrow, "'Ello there."

[ashybean1994]

Ashleigh cringed. Bad idea coming here after all. Sighing she steped out of the shadows and picked up her pen.

"Hello." she said. The guy was older than her. a lot older than her. "I'm sorry. Were you-... Busy?"

Ashleigh wasn't to happy about this guy. He was a prefect. He looked tired and worn down. Like he didn't care about the world anymore. She came to cautiously kneel next to him. What if he was ill? She reached out a cautious hand towards his forehead. Hopefully no temperature.

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theatrics, all made up and
pianos all playing at once through the dust.

With a dark eyebrow raised, Jackson lowered his wand as the girl stepped forward. She didn't look very tall from where he sat on the floor, but she seemed like she'd be a little shorter than him, 'cause he wasn't the tallest boy in the world. But what he wouldn't give to be Holden's height, the kid was pretty much over six feet tall, and he stood at his mere five feet and ten inches. He pretty much towered over most the school, the Hurley boy included. At least he was taller than Avery and his sister, he had people to look down on.

Shaking his head a little, he twirled his wand between his fingers as the tip went out, "Yes, actually. I was in the process of taking back Poland." He smirked a little at his little comment. It was fun to be sarcastic to younger years, which that was what he assumed she was. Probably like a first year, maybe even a second. He'd have to get her in trouble for being out past curfew, but later, 'cause at the moment he was too tired.

Raising his eyebrows slightly confused, the Slytherin watched as she kneeled next to him. Wtf was she doing? She was a weird girl, and he didn't like her being so close. Big blue eyes followed as she reached her hand out, towards his head it seemed. He quickly hit her hand away with his and jerked his head away as well. Wrinkling up his nose, he said, "Don't touch me," sounding a little meaner than he meant to.

[ashybean1994]

Ashleigh backed away.

"I'm sorry. I just easily get worried about people. Thought you might be ill. Sorry for interrupting your 'seize of Poland' as well. I've been thinking lots recently and I need nearly no sleep."

She was still worried and didn't know what to do. Maybe she should just go.

"Yeah the dorm and common room got boring so y'know. I hope I haven't been any trouble. Although I know I'm in it."

She twirled the pen in her fingers. Her hand went to the pendant hanging around her neck.

"Yeah. I'm sorry."