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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 10, 2009 21:04:20 GMT
"You called me down here to ask if I'm really coming back to quidditch? I've told you before yes I am. Same team, same spot. A couple of weeks. Why does that matter? ... No I'm taken sorry."
So much for some peace and quiet. Ever since I had a meeting with the Holyhead Harpies manager and owner, I've been swarmed by newspaper, magazine any other media there was in the wizarding world about my comeback to Quidditch. I really didn't think it was that big of a deal... until now.
I nod to the slightly disappointed interviewer before getting up and threw on my blue cloak. Briar, Andra and Bella all convinced me to start up quidditch again, now that the kids were mostly gone besides the three. It was a lot less to handle than eleven when I played quidditch the first time.
Topping my curls off with it's classic matching blue ribbon which I hadn't worn for a while, I walk down the steps, getting glances and hearing the faint whispers of the columnists as I continued walking outside. Thankfully, reporters haven't completely stalked me yet. I can still walk around outside like a normal witch.
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Post by Kevin Matthews on Jan 10, 2009 21:17:54 GMT
[/b] he muttered to himself. Just standing there simply staring at the girl he had, always had a small crush on when he was at hogwarts. The girl who always knew what to do, was perfect in every way. 'I little to perfect for my liking.' He thought smirking a little shaking his head before looking back up at her smiling at her as he held the papers in hand.[/ul][/size]
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 10, 2009 21:30:28 GMT
Glancing over slightly, I heard someone mutter my name. It sounded like I've known them for years and haven't seen them for a while. I stop before turning and noticing some younger guy staring right at me. Talk about strange and odd.
"Yes? Can I help you with something sir?" I ask before walking over to him before giving a faint smile. I notice a few people on the road staring and pointing fingers in our general direction. Hopefully some photographer doesn't snap a shot right now. I don't need Jack or anyone else for that to think that I'm having a date or something. Tabloids in the past nearly ruined Jay's and I marriage before. "Do I know you or did you just want an autograph?" [/size]
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Post by Kevin Matthews on Jan 10, 2009 21:41:04 GMT
[/b] He told Shelby. He didn't really know her that much, they might of seen each other during old classes as they were the same age? But nothing that Regan could really remember not that he would ever tell her that he was Regan... "I have to go." He said holding up the papers looking up at the tall building in front of him before back to the girl with blonde curls. "Bye Curly." He teased like many others had done when she was younger.[/ul][/size]
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 10, 2009 21:54:33 GMT
Raising an eyebrow at him, I roll my eyes slightly. "Wait a second. No one calls me curly and gets away with it." I call walking after him and taking the papers out of his hands. All I could see was that he was changing his name. The oddness was just increasing by the second.
"I heard your thoughts. I'm too perfect for your liking? And then you just walk away acting as if you're not interested. That's a good way of flirting with someone." I say before I continue walking to the tall building he glanced at before, waving the papers at him with a smirk on my face. [/size]
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Post by Kevin Matthews on Jan 10, 2009 21:58:33 GMT
[/b] He said tunring her around to face him snatching the papers back out of her hands. "Who ever said I was flirting with you? Why would I want to any way?" He asked her carrying on walking to the building, pushing the door open. Shaking the thoughts of her body out from his head. Going to a desk to ask for which flight it was before turning around again, about to walk the three flights of staris.[/ul][/size]
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 10, 2009 22:04:18 GMT
"Who honestly hasn't flirted with me..." I say with a faint laugh before still following him. "Now you're thinking of my body. I think that proves it right there." I continue as I follow him up the flights of steps. "What's your name then?" [/size]
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Post by Kevin Matthews on Jan 10, 2009 22:16:21 GMT
[/b] He proclaimed to her walking up the staris hearing screams, grunts, and whisper'es of Shelby coming towards them. "Will you please leave me alone before the press get here?" He asked her stopping and turning ot her on the stairs. "And my name is no busy of yours."[/ul][/size]
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 10, 2009 22:21:37 GMT
I roll my eyes again, personally ignoring all the little noises being made about my appearance. "Right. And I'm not leaving until you admit what you thought." I say to him before stopping on the steps once he turned around to face me. "What's your problem anyway?" [/size]
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Post by Kevin Matthews on Jan 10, 2009 22:26:35 GMT
[/b] He asked her turning around looking at the office of some one, he had pulled them into. "I don't have a problem." 'And what a stupid reason not to leave me alone.' He thought now knowing that she could read minds, just simply glaring at her.[/ul][/size]
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 10, 2009 22:31:37 GMT
I sighs a little before glancing up at him with his glare. "Well next time, don't make your thoughts so loud for me to hear then if you wanted to be left alone." I mumble before pushing by him and glancing out of the window down to the street in an effort to ignore him. [/size]
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Post by Kevin Matthews on Jan 10, 2009 22:34:51 GMT
[/b] He snapped slamming the papers down onto the desk, still glaring at her even though she had turned around. "I'm Re- Kevin. By the way. If you really needed to know." He told her rolling his eyes and then looking around the room a little.[/ul][/size]
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 10, 2009 22:37:52 GMT
"Oh, of course it's my fault that I was curious about why you were thinking of me like that." I mutter to myself before hearing his name. ReKevin huh? That's an interesting name..." [/b] I say sarcastically. Of course he was going to stutter over his name, he was changing it. "So why are you changing your name then?"[/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Kevin Matthews on Jan 10, 2009 22:41:04 GMT
[/b] He told her sturnly. "And whats your problem, being stuck up your own ass kissing it?" He aked her, referring to the press and wanting to go back to quidditch. She had done all of that why would she want to go back wasn't being a teachted enough?[/ul][/size]
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 10, 2009 23:01:09 GMT
I roll my eyes until I scowl at him. "I'm quitting teaching for your information. I always wanted to play quidditch but with my kids I really couldn't travel like I had to." I say before glancing back out of the window. [/size]
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Post by Kevin Matthews on Jan 11, 2009 9:23:12 GMT
[/b] He said loudly, bitting his lip sitting down onto the chair in front of the desk Before noticing a key, picking it up Regan walked over to the door locking it, placing the key into his shirt pocket. "So why were you following me again? I had a thoguth thats all, nothing you really need to worry about." He told her before sitting back down into his chair.[/ul][/size]
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 11, 2009 17:49:21 GMT
I roll my eyes faintly at him again, realizing how much I have rolled my eyes now. "Just. Be quiet okay? I can't help myself when I read someone's mind. I was curious like I said. Sorry." I say softly before hearing the locking of the door. "Why did you do that?" I ask before glancing where he put the key. [/size]
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Post by Kevin Matthews on Jan 11, 2009 17:58:00 GMT
[/b ] He asked her.[/ul][/size]
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 11, 2009 18:02:47 GMT
I walk over to a desk and sit down into the chair. "That's true. I just had an interview with the Daily Prophet or so I thought. It was more of the guy wanting to see if I was single or not." I sigh, but laughing faintly. "I guess I'm prettier than I thought, or it's just due to the quidditch again. Probably that one." [/size]
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Post by Kevin Matthews on Jan 11, 2009 18:05:58 GMT
[/b] He asked her, with a small smile that she had put onto his lips hanging there. 'Pretty?' He thought debating on weather or not she was. "Yeah." Regan murmured.[/ul][/size]
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 11, 2009 18:09:30 GMT
I bite my lip faintly before sighing. "I would love to say yes, but this guy Jack Clark. He's a work of art. He says he loves me, but I just don't think he does. He never does anything to prove me wrong." I say glancing down at my hands. "But I told him I wasn't so he'd leave me be." I add before laughing faintly. "Thanks. So I'm pretty then." I nod a little before feeling a faint blush overcast my cheeks.
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Post by Kevin Matthews on Jan 11, 2009 18:12:42 GMT
[/b] He said faintly nodding once more, chewing the inside of his cheek. "And how exactly are guys supposed to prove them selfs to girls then?"[b/] He asked her as a general thing. "Um, maybe?" A small smirk ridding onto his lips.[/ul][/size]
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 11, 2009 18:15:29 GMT
I smile faintly at him, giving a faint nod. "I know Cam. Robin is just so adorable though." I say before sighing a little. "Well a romantic dinner, something romantic in general, or go out of their way to surprise them." I say, listing things off as I count on my fingers. I glance up at him and laugh a bit. "Why are we smirking now? Are you lying to me?" [/size]
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Post by Kevin Matthews on Jan 11, 2009 18:24:12 GMT
[/b] He asked scarcastically. Looking up and down her a little. "Well I'm lying a little, your bloody beautiful." He shrugged his shoulders at his comment, as he didn't really make much differences to him. "For a girl of thirty three. I think." He told her thinking about it.[/ul][/size]
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 11, 2009 18:27:46 GMT
"He is nice and wonderful, just doesn't ever do anything of the sort..."I trail off knowing now he was being sarcastic. "Are you being sarcastic about the beautiful part too... Hey! I'm twenty five." I lie, before grinning a little bit. [/size]
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Post by Kevin Matthews on Jan 11, 2009 18:31:57 GMT
[/b] He told her.[/ul][/size]
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 11, 2009 19:45:07 GMT
I stick my tongue out at him before laughing a bit. "How do you know I'm not twenty five?" I ask with a grin still on my lips. [/size]
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Post by Kevin Matthews on Jan 11, 2009 20:01:15 GMT
[/b] He said to her placing his feet up onto the desk.[/ul][/size]
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 11, 2009 20:20:50 GMT
I nod faintly before glancing at him again. "Really? What class?" I ask curiously before sitting down onto the desk so I could face him. [/size]
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Post by Kevin Matthews on Jan 11, 2009 20:23:42 GMT
[/b] He told her with a faint smile. "So this Jack, do you really want to be with him or?" He asked out of curiosity starting to like her like he used to back at hogwarts.[/ul][/size]
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