you're not alone | Tyler and Amy

[Amanda James]

BOOM! was the only sound Amy could hear as she was zooming around on her Nimbus 2000. She sudeenly made a dive for the ground and hid under the nearest tree as the warm spring rain began to pour. Amy's teeth were chattering as she stood up and made a run for the school building.

Amanda didn't often admit it, but she was fery scared of thunder. She alwats used to sleep with her older sister on nights like this. On nights when the wind was howling and thunder was booming. Until the loss of Eve. Amy would never tell that to anyone. Ever.

Amy decided to go to the closet in the unused classroom. That's where she had always gone during storms. Amy would never want her friends to see her like this. Never. As she approached the closet, Amy heard footsteps.

[Tyler Emmerick]

Tyler was walking through the halls. He didn't really know what he was doing there to be perfectly honest. In a way, he figured he'd make a friend by just walking. He hasn't been at Beauxbatons very long so he thought he was lost for a good long while until he found his way again. He was wearing a dark red t-shirt and some dark jeans. He wasn't a very fashionable dresser.

Instead of really worrying, he glanced down at his watch and instead decided that he didn't have to attend Divination. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and stared at the ground, the dark hardwood floors were rather shiny that day. He wondered how much the house elves cleaned the castle every night. Maybe one day he would sneak out after curfew just to watch the house elves clean. Maybe even try to help, he thought ambitiously.

Tyler didn't have any ambitions really. Just to finish school and do something worthwhile. To him, you couldn't do anything cool while you were still learning. Anyways, he found the corridor with many classrooms and stood, staring at the many doors. He saw someone go inside one and wondered if there was a class inside. He looked through the window and saw it was empty. Instead, he poked his head inside and saw the girl. He didn't really know how to react since talking to girls was weird for him. "Um. Hello." he said, unsure of what to do. He wanted to leave.

[Amanda James]

As Amanda was making a dive for the closet she heard a boy's voice. She slowly peeked out of the door. Amanda was in panic. She recognized the boy.

His name was Tyler and he was very new to Beauxbatons. He looked nice, but Amanda knew never to trust a Sournois at first sight. The only sournois she got along with, was her brother Charley.

Amy reached into her bag and got a mirror. She didn't appear scared, and so she was partly ready to talk to him. "Hi." she replied as she looked up at him.

[Tyler Emmerick]

He didn't know this girl at all. Maybe he had seen her around but currently she remained a nameless face to him. Maybe he'd get to know her now. But she still looked young. She looked a lot younger than him, maybe three or four years younger. He wasn't sure, he was bad with age. But he didn't really want to hang around too long since he knew that the younger students could be more of a bother than the older ones. He cleared his throat after her greeting and played a little with his cuffs.

She seemed put off by his presence and he had half a mind to just walk away but decided to stay. "Um. Hi." he said again, this time a little more awkwardly since greeting someone twice was always a little weird. She was young but she had a cute face. Something told him he had seen a face like her's before but he wasn't really sure. It was simple, nothing too special. There was something different though, so maybe she was some kind of mystical creature. Maybe an elf, judging by her size compared to him.

"What's the mirror for?" he asked. He really had no idea what he was still doing there. She wasn't exactly being friend towards him, not that he knew why, so he had no real reason to be all that nice to her, either. He cleared his throat and fiddled with his thumbs as he waited for a response from the younger girl.

[Amanda James]

"What's the mirror for?" the older boy had asked. Amanda would never tell him about how she was afraid of storms. Amanda took two seconds to look around the room. Hair ties. There had been hair ties and brushes in her bag. She could use those.

"I was trying to create new hairstyles, but all the good ones are already taken!" Amanda decided to say. She DID enjoy during this during her free time. But when every she made a good one, someone would inform her that it was already a hair style.

Amanda looked up at the boy. He appeared to be at least three years older than her. That wasn't unusual. Most of the students in her year were above fourteen. The only person she knew UNDER fourteen, was her friend Lis.