Post by bailee leanna verger. on Oct 20, 2009 21:13:02 GMT -5
YOU TREAT ME JUST LIKE ANOTHER
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[/font][/center]"um, hello. my name? oh, it's bailee leanna verger. i don't think there's much significance to my name. as far as i know, my mum liked the sound of both my first and middle names, and stuck them together. it's pretty neat i guess, that no one else seems to have the same name as me. i'm a girl, if the name and picture didn't give it away. i just turned sixteen about a month ago, on september twenty second. i'm in my fifth year, because i didn't come of age before september first in order to start school at hogwarts with other students my age. i'm a member of gryffindor, though i'm not quite sure why. my original perception of gryffindors was that they were loud, and outgoing, and not afraid to be who they were. well, i guess that's partly true for me. i can be loud and outgoing, but only around the people i'm comfortable with. and maybe i have some hidden courage that i just haven't found yet. but if i don't have some masked courage of some sort, then i'm not entirely sure why i was placed in gryffindor. i'm usually very quiet. when i'm around people i don't know well enough, i tend to keep to myself. it's not that i don't like people or anything, it's just that i'd rather be talking to someone i already know fairly well. i'm a bit confusing actually, because i love making new friends, and yet i'm a pretty quiet person. once i'm friends with a person, i can be goofy and loud (or at least as loud as i get, which probably isn't too loud). but before i know the person, i keep to myself. as i said, i don't really seem to fit the stereotypical gryffindor, or at least the one i had pictured. "You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart" . i must be brave at heart, because everywhere else i'm not so brave. in fact, i'm actually afraid of quite a bit. i guess you could say i'm afraid of people, in a way, and that's why i prefer to stay quiet until i know them better. trying new things (not all, but most) terrifies me. so, i don't really believe that i'm brave, but i guess my courage hasn't exactly been put to the test yet, so there's still a chance i'll actually fit into my house before i leave hogwarts. maybe it's the fact that i stand by what i believe, that put me in gryffindor. there are some things i feel very strongly about, and unless you provide me with a very convincing argument to reconsider my ideas, i probably won't change my mind about certain things. well, i've babbled on quite a bit about my personality here. so i'll just sum up the rest and move on. i'm a caring person. i hate seeing others in pain. i try my hardest not to seem conceited or anything (because i get really annoyed when other people are). i tend to put others' happiness before my own, which is good for them, but sometimes not so good for myself.
hm. what should i move on to now? maybe, likes and dislikes? i guess that sounds good. well, for starters, my biggest like is dance. it's practically my life. in fact, before i found out i was a witch, i wanted nothing more than to grow up to be a dancer. now? well, now i'm a bit torn, because while dance is still my biggest passion in life, i love being a witch, and i feel like there are plenty of professions in the wizarding world that i would love. maybe i'll become a dancer for a few years, then retire and open a shop or something? i don't know. but i still have plenty of time before i have to decide anything. for now, i simply dance any chance i get (which is actually not very often while at hogwarts, which is disappointing). i've been dancing since i could walk. i don't know if i have a favorite type of dance. i take any classes i hear about. you name the type of dance, i've either tried it or plan to as soon as the opportunity arises. because of the dancing, i've also become very interested in theater, specifically musicals. it'd be amazing if one day i could perform in a musical on the west end, or in america on broadway. i'd have to say that's my greatest dream. and since i hope to be in a musical someday, i also like singing and acting. not a ton, but enough. singing is probably the toughest. i hope i'm not bad or anything, but i feel least comfortable with that because if i actually do sound bad, then that's really embarrassing. no one's ever told me that i'm bad at singing though, so i guess for now at least it's safe to say that i'm a fairly decent singer? being a dancer, i love music. and almost any time i hear some music, either my feet start moving to the rhythm, or i start imaging myself dancing to the song. i can do this with almost any type of music. the faster songs sometimes bring out the sillier dances from my mind, but they're still dances, not whatever most kids my age consider dancing. um, i love acoustic guitars, but i can't play to save my life. that's alright though, because i think i prefer listening to them than playing. but the sound is so beautiful. i also love piano. i've attempted playing piano a few times, and i'm alright. i can play simple songs like twinkle twinkle little star and whatnot. but again, i think i prefer listening. i love reading. i don't necessarily like most types of nonfiction, but i love reading fiction. plays are very fun to read, and poetry is nice too. i love edgar allen poe's poetry, but his short stories are so morbid and creepy that i cannot read them at all. i also like to read most books on witchcraft and wizardry i like, because i find magic so fascinating. that being said, i love being a witch. it's incredible what i can do. i'd always wanted to believe in magic, but until i learned i was a witch, it had been nothing but a wish. i like writing too. i'd love to be a novelist one day, but i can never complete any ideas i have, so that may not happen.
on to dislikes now? oh, alright. well, just so you know, it's safe to say i don't really hate anything, i just strongly dislike things. well, i guess things, as in objects, i can hate, but never people. i don't think i could ever truly hate any one person, though it's possible i could be proven wrong some day. but anywho, dislikes. i'm not a fan of sports, really, unless you count dance. which, in a way it is. it's both a sport and an art (a performing art, to be specific). but a lot of people don't consider it a sport (though it does take a lot of physical training, so i think they should). getting back to what i was saying though, i don't really enjoy sports. well, i don't play them, so that means all i can do is watch, which can get extremely boring at times. like dance, i guess i make an exception for quidditch. i've never really played, but i wouldn't necessarily mind trying. i suppose i don't mind watching quidditch, and wouldn't mind one day trying it, because it's not a muggle sport. my brothers play nearly every type of muggle sport, and so i've seen all of them multiple times. of course, i never complain about having to watch my brothers play, because i love them and i want to support them and cheer them on. but when they're not playing, i'd prefer to be doing something else. i detest most bugs. they're gross, and slimy, and they crawl, and they're just disgusting. i mean, there are a few i don't mind, like butterflies and ladybugs and catterpillars, and a few others. but not many. bees are some of the worst ones. i've had some traumatic experiences with bees. when they leave me alone, i don't really mind them. but when they get too close and start flying around me, i freak out completely. i'm afraid of rejection. if someone were to tell me that i'm horrible at something, i'm not sure what i'd do. i can tell you i'd definitely have some sort of breakdown though. i know i'm not the best at anything, and i'm actually not good at a lot. but when people flat out tell me that i'm horrible at things, i feel even worse about myself. i'm also afraid of embarrassment. i don't like people looking at me and making fun of me. everyone else is so good at things, and i hate it when others notice that i'm not. i'm clumsy and dumb and not great at a whole lot. but i already know all of that, so i don't want anyone to point it out and make me look like an even bigger fool than i feel. okay, i know there's one thing i actually hate. it's when people are in pain. i absolutely hate seeing others upset and hurting. hm. what else? well, school and homework are annoying, but unfortunately i'm a decent student and feel bad when I don't do my homework. i'm not a big fan of certain cartoons. i'm a classic spongebob kind of girl. sometimes i don't like feeling alone. of course, there are times when everyone wants to be alone, and there are a few days when that's true of me too. but when i feel alone in a big crowd of people i feel really uncomfortable. i feel most at ease when i'm with someone, anyone, i know well and feel comfortable with. i don't like feeling inferior to others. i have enough issues with my self esteem, i don't need others acting as if they're better than everyone else to make my issues worse. um, last things would be, soup and ketchup. i'm not sure why i don't like soup, i just don't. and ketchup, well, it's disgusting and gross. i'm not a huge fan of tomatoes, but i don't mind eating them once in a while. ketchup though.. i can't stand it.
i've been rambling on for quite a bit now, but i'm not sure if there's much more you need to hear from me or not. well, i'll tell you a bit about my history, and then i'll be done. for starters, my parents' names are nicholas samuel verger and evelyn grace verger, they're both muggles. my father is an accountant; he likes math. my mother is a teacher. i have two brothers, samuel benjamin verger and oliver lewis verger. oliver is my younger brother, he's eleven years old. he's sort of bouncy and, i don't know, odd. but he's a really fun kid to hang out with and i love him. that leaves samuel, my twin brother. sam is my best friend. he's always been there for me. when we were younger, i didn't make friends easily (well, i still don't, but it was much worse when i was little), and so i really only followed sam around. i had a few of my own friends, from the many dance classes i took and school, but when i could i would tag along after my brother and his friends. by now, i'd say a handful of his friends are average friends of mine, but they're all muggles like my brother, so i don't see any of them during the school year. since sam is my twin, sam is also sixteen, but he's not in his fifth year at hogwarts. he's not in any year at hogwarts. i'm the only witch in my family, which is both incredible and terrifying. it's great because it makes me different from my family, in a good way. and i get to experience the incredible wizarding world. i wish i could share it with my family, but (not being conceited or anything, just knowing my family) i know i'm probably the one who appreciates magic and all it can do most. not that they wouldn't appreciate it, but honestly i do simple spells and i'm amazed at this ability. i just feel that over time they would become less fascinated with the simplicities of magic, where i doubt i'll ever lose my fascination for even the simplest of spells and things. but anywho, my brother and i were born on september twenty second. sam arrived in the world a full twenty four minutes before i did, which makes me the middle child. my father said that the day we were born had been sunny, but we weren't born until after sunset. a few years after we were born, my parents had oliver. as i said, sam and i were close when we were young, partly because i followed him around all the time, but also because we were twins and we got along no matter what. the only thing i did by myself really was take dance classes. as soon as i was old enough (well, the only requirement needed in order to dance was to be out of diapers, so i learned to use the toilet as soon as i could), my mum placed me in dance classes, and from there my love for dance blossomed. i had trouble making friends, but i didn't really need friends there. i was dancing, which was more than enough. though my only goal was to dance, i did manage to make a few friends, most of whom i still talk with when i am home. about a month or so before my twelfth birthday, i received a letter from a school called hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. it was so incredible and amazing and terrifying and so much more.
oh my, i've been talking for a while now haven't i? i'm so sorry. i didn't mean to go off and ramble as badly as i did there. you probably didn't need to know that much about me. and you probably don't care about more than half of this. i'm really really sorry, i'm going to get going now and stop making a fool of myself.
ohhai, my name is MELANIE and i'm SEVENTEEN years old. i've been roleplaying for TWO ISH YEARS because i'm that awesome. you can reach me at PM, EMAIL. just in case you were wondering, the password is AVADA KEDAVRA.
tell my mother, tell my father i've done the best i can
to make them realize; i hope they understand
sometimes goodbye is a second chance
Bailee looked into Aidan's eyes after she asked her question. She felt confused, and sad, and happy all at the same time. She did not want to feel all of these emotions at once; she wanted only to feel happiness spread through her and to be with Aidan. She wanted to see reassurance in his eyes, that she was not a bad person for feeling the way she did. She hated that she thought of her death as a good thing- no one should want death to come. But it had resulted in her meeting the greatest guy ever, and having the best friend she could have ever wished for. She wanted to hear from him that it was okay to feel this way, but she wasn't quite sure she would believe him. Of course he would tell her that; he would not want her to feel bad, and he would probably say whatever she wanted to hear in order for her happiness to remain. Nevertheless, she wanted him to tell her that her feelings were justified, whether she'd believe him or not.[/color][/quote]
She watched Aidan shake his head, which she was not surprised at. She also watched a smile form on his face. His smile was so... perfect, and Bailee almost forgot the topic they were discussing. She struggled to keep her own face from forming a smile, because the thoughts in her mind that she had just shared with him made her feel uncertain, and she did not want Aidan to think otherwise. He felt the same way. Aidan felt the same way she did. Had she just imagined what he'd said? It was more than what she wanted to hear. Bailee felt her heart start pounding louder than before. She heard the sound of her heart beating in her ears. His laugh was such a wonderful sound. That laugh, accompanied with the feeling of his hand squeezing hers, made Bailee smile. She could not have imagined a better response to her question. She had hoped for a simple denial that her thoughts were appalling; what she had received was a statement which made her happier than she had ever been.
She often thought about being with Aidan forever, as more than just his friend. They would have eternity to spend together. She sometimes worried that if they had that chance to be together, he would eventually become bored with her, that over time he would no longer want to be with her. But she usually did not have these negative thoughts. Usually, she imagined how they would sit for hours and talk and hold hands, much like they did now, however it would mean more. The twinge in her stomach would no longer symbolize her hope, but would be caused by the happiness she felt from being with him. Her heart would no longer feel heavy when she was with him- it would seem light, no longer filled with such desperate hope for more. They could sit for hours without talking, just staring into one another's eyes. Bailee often found herself doing so now, but she had to stop herself each time, because they were only friends. Many times she had fantasized what it would be like to kiss him. She wanted to feel his lips on hers, even for just a moment. But so long as they were friends, she would never get her wish.
Aidan turned to face Bailee. She kept her eyes locked on his. Bailee turned as well- she turned sideways in her seat to face him, crossing her legs Indian style. His voice, as he said her name, was melodious. His voice, his smile, everything about him was perfect. He wanted to tell her something. What? Bailee wasn't quite sure. But she felt that now would be the perfect time to tell him how she felt about him. She would let him speak first; then, if what he said to her was not something terrible, she would tell him. She wasn't sure how she would tell him, but she wanted to. If she didn't now, then would she ever get another opportunity to? Bailee had spent her whole first life afraid, never taking any risks. But she no longer wanted to be that person. She knew there was a way to be herself without the fears she had. She hoped that what he was about to tell her was not something dreadful. Bailee didn't speak, but nodded to let him know to continue on.
tag! aidan.
status! done.
words! 752.
notes! haha they are babies! bailee thinks she'd tell him.. but i know she won't. she's much to afraid to. haha if aidan doesn't pull through for us.. it'll take a miracle for these two to get together :P
credits! image to me. lyrics to shinedown (i didnt wanna use the same ones as on the banner, but i listened to the song earlier yesterday and really liked them so i decided to use them :P). layout to me.
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