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Are you insane like me? Been in pain like me?
Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me?
Do the people whisper 'bout you on the train like me?
You can't wake up, this is not a dream


Aleah had found the train ride interesting. The one girl... Aimee? had seemed rather uncomfortable and had even ran off half way through with the blond boy... Cohen? Callway? Something like that. Her memory was rarely great and even worse when she was this worn out. She hoped she could ask Caty about those two later and maybe get her to apologize for them. She didn't want to make anyone uncomfortable but she understood what it was like to not be able to handle situations sometimes. She didn't suffer from any anxiety or anything but when her spoons were running low she pretty much shut down or left situations, and she had a few friends from her support groups with disorders like PTSD and GAD whom had run out of meetings in the middle of panic attacks before.


She didn't know enough about the Aimee girl to really know what was going on in her head, but she sure hoped it was nothing terrible like that, but she knew very well that it could be. If she had learned anything from her own illnesses, it was that even the most well looking and healthy person could be sick without the world ever knowing. Hell... even without themselves actually knowing. She followed behind Bas and Balder, her crutches clicking on the floor of the train, and then after she had struggled down the steps, with some help from Balder of course. The two boys towered over her honestly. It wasn't surprising. She was short and a girl. So she didn't feel that bad with them helping her. It wasn't like it was a strain on them to help move her whopping 65lb body. She'd met dogs that weighed more than her.


When they reached the boats she grinned. She loved the water. She nodded her head in agreement. "My crutches practically count as a fourth person anyways." She said matter of factly. She stared at the boat rather aprehensively. She wasn't quite sure how to maneuver hersel in without A) falling B) dropping her crutches into the water, and C) dislocating or subluxing something. She was staring at it, her tooth digging into her lip in concentration. Bastian immediately offered help. She rolled her eyes at her friend. "I don't need help silly." She said, sticking her tongue out at him. She was as stubborn as a mule sometimes. Her parents said it was one of her biggest faults. But she didn't like to admit she wasn't as able bodied as everyone else. She liked to think she was just as capable of doing things as everyone else.


She wobbled forward and slipped one crutch down into the boat successfully. The boat rocked a bit, but held steady pretty well. It was with the second crutch where the problems began. When she lifted her other crutch off the solid ground, putting her weight solely on the crutch in the boat, her entire balance was thrown off by the gentle rocking of the water. She pitched forward, and squealed in terror. One hand lost grip and then the other, and her crutches tumbled into the bottom of the boat. Sebastian was right and she was wrong. She should have taken his help. She could see herself pitching down towards the cold black water, and she squeezed her eyes shut, thankful that she at least knew how to swim.



These voices won't leave me alone,
Well my heart is golden, my hands are cold,
Are you deranged like me? Are you strange like me?
Do you call yourself a hurricane like me?
Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline.

Although I would like our world to change
It helps me to appreciate
Those nights and those dreams



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Balder was very careful about walking with Aleah. Mostly because he knew how much it sucked when you moved down any stairs or climbed out of anything right after being hurt badly. Granted, Aleah's problems weren't caused by a crucio or a sectumsempra, but he could relate. A bit, anyway. Besides, he was already feeling bad for scaring Aimee. He didn't realize that she had problems with people touching her, and had the same problems she had for a bit. Not long, since he'd gotten over them for the most part. However, that didn't mean that Aimee was over hers. He wanted to apologize, but he'd already heard the call for the boats and had followed his best friend and his new friend down to the boats, even helping Aleah make sure she didn't trip.

However, when she tried to get into the boat, he reached out, grabbing her arms and wincing knowing that he could hurt her by accident, but the fall into the water would be a lot worse if she didn't know how to swim. "Woah, ønsker ikke å falle i det. Er du ok? I mean, sorry. Are you okay? I hope I didn't hurt you." He blushed and moved to help Aleah into the boat anyway. He then settled down himself, shoving his glasses up his face and chewing his bottom lip. Hopefully he could manage to apologize to all the people he'd manage to piss off in Caty's friend group. He didn't want to be that one kid that everyone hated for being too cheerful, after all. He just couldn't help it though. He was generally a really friendly person.



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Location: The Lake
Thinking: Oh man, that could have been bad.
OOC:


But, my friend, I'd sacrifice all those nights
If I could make the Earth and my dreams the same
The only difference is
To let love replace all our hate


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Cara MiaKitty


Devlyn Maycry

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✕ ✖ ✗✘ Wren followed the black guy who called for all the first years towards a lake which just boggled him. Seriously? A castle on its on moat? Were there crocs in it as well? Jesus, maybe this was all an elaborate dream and he was in a coma in some hospital. Just the idea had him pinching himself rather hard on his outer thigh thankful for two things: that this wasn't actually a dream and that he had avoided an earlier bruise. He looked at the boats floating on the water and wondered how they were floating at all with their debilitated state. He should've known that was how they were getting to the castle after being led to lake while the other years were going towards carriages. Wren had heard an older girl giggle with her friends on how she hoped to get one with some boy she was probably crushing on and all he could think was just how backwards was this place that they had carriages in the first place?! He'd only seen a carriage once and it was one of those fancy carriage rides they offer tourists in the park a ways away from his flat. Wren brought his attention back to the task at hand; he had to not only get into a boat but he had to get into one with three other people. Great, there goes his avoidance tactic. Two other students had already joined the girl and only freaking adult there in there boat and he spotted two boys helping a girl with crutches attempting to help get her into the boat and couldn't even imagine himself traipsing into that ******** so he chose the better option which was neither. Luckily enough he found an empty boat and settled into it trying not to fiddle or seem out of place which actually made him want to laugh out loud because for real? Seem out of place in a boat, on a lake, to a castle, tree in a hole, hole in the ground, green grass grows all around all around. Blimey, maybe he had a few screws rattled loose from that last "lesson." A good night's rest usually help solve it, maybe if he got real lucky no one would bother him and he could sneak a wink as they rowed across. Except, the man hadn't mentioned someone needed to row, and there were no oars. How the feck was this thing supposed to move, magic?! Oh wait..

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spaceKiera couldn't believe her father; the man really didn't have an off switch for all that glower, did he? She'd told herself that, he knew he was working with kids tonight, he'd know for sure how to relax some and not look like he was an inch away from punching someone through a wall, but no. Instead he had to stand there with his arms crossed looking like a damn stone golem or something. Oh, well. At least she could save her classmates from the guy. Ally already knew him, anyway, and they were friends now, maybe even best friends, so she figured the brunette ought to get used to her da. She was sort of surprised, though, when a boy approached and matter-of-factly informed them that he'd be riding with them. Didn't even ask! Not that she really cared, but it was weird. She wasn't used to people being even less formal (and having less manners) than she did!

spaceThe first year gasped when the boy managed to fall over, frowning. "I'm fine," she answered, glancing at Ally. "How about you? Fine?" She started to help the boy up, but he managed it without her. "Nice to meet you! I'm Kiki, this is Ally," she told him, then turned back to her friend, the girl's question (which she admitted may have been rhetorical) in mind. "Pffft, I wouldn't have to be 'friendly' with him if he didn't scare the crap out of everyone just by existing! Look at the man! It's a miracle he ever managed to produce me to begin with, I dunno how my mum got that far!" she declared, obviously a bit annoyed, but the girl giggled regardless. "Kiera," came the stern intonation, and she rolled her eyes. "Relaaaaaaax, Da," she said, huffing at him. "And stop glaring at everyone." She swore, it was a miracle any of her classmates had actually followed him! If he weren't her dad, she might've been too scared to even contemplate going anywhere he was planning on taking her!


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Mephis Inferi

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Man, this girl was way too anxious. Last time Fay dealt with a person of similar behavior, he had to dance around the person as though everything he said could reduce them to tears. Of course, it did end in tears, which catalyzed the development of a general fear of interacting with fidgety people. "I'm Fay." He was being cautious, of course, because he didn't want the first conversation he had at Hogwarts' door end in a disaster: That would probably foreshadow a horrible, horrible career at the magical school.

At the calling of the adult (unfortunate enough to be in charge of dozens of eleven years too young to realize they're not immortal), Fay followed the stampede of students to the lake. It felt weird that only the new students would get this special treatment--perhaps this was some type of unique welcome? To be honest, it didn't really feel hospitable to Fay, because these crazy adults are trusting hyperactive kids in a shady dingy by themselves. What happens if one of them fell? What if that unfortunate idiot was him? How deep was the lake? How cold is it? Are there monsters in there? Who knows?!

While Fay was freaking out, he lost sight of Luci, and probably pissed a couple people off by stepping on their feet.


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Monika's first train ride seemed to pass quickly. She sat with her friends, well some of them. She had significantly more friends than she expected to have before her first official day at Hogwarts. It was a good thing, though. She hadn't been the best at making friends at her old school, choosing to wait patiently for friendship to happen upon her. It didn't always work out for her. But that was before, this was now. After arriving at the Hogsmeade station, Arden was dragged out of the train by an older boy with a Prefect badge. She didn't ask what it was about, figuring it would be explained later, choosing to just follow along quietly.

Soon after they arrived at the station, all of the First Years were called off towards the Lake. Once there, Monika spotted their method of transportation to the castle; rickety old boats. The girl gulped and approached them. Arden, Aria and Ahnna had climbed in, leaving her and Jameson to decide if they could all fit in the boat or not. To be honest, she figured her and the other two girls could all fit into one bench, seeing as they were all fairly small. "I think we can manage it, if we're sneaky about it. I don't want you guys to get in trouble or anything for trying to squeeze into the boat. If we have to, I can ride in another one," she said, stepping into the boat carefully and taking a seat beside Ahnna and Aria.

Listening to Arden's explanation of the situation with the older boy, Monika felt a little sting in her heart, mostly because of his vocabulary. He was using words like halfbreed and mudblood, both of which she knew the definition of. The halfbreed part didn't really pertain to her, but the mudblood part did. Technically, she was one, but the slur hurt her feelings. "So your family doesn't want you associating with... those types of people?" she asked, her voice trembling. What if he didn't want to be her friend anymore? "I don't want to be rude, but... I'm a muggleborn, and the word you used to describe those types of people isn't correct. Well, it is, but it's seen as a slur, a hurtful word." She would understand if he couldn't be her friend. It wasn't his fault, it was his family's fault, just like his use of the slur, she figured.


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I am moving through the crowd. Trying to find myself.
Feel like a guitar that's never played. Will someone strum away?
And I ask myself, who do I wanna be? Do I wanna throw away the key?
And invent a whole new me? And I tell myself, no one, no one.
Don't wanna be no one but me.

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As Jameson stepped off of the train with Monika, who he had surprisingly managed to stay with despite losing the rest of the people he had ridden with, he looked to the side to notice that the other boy in their compartment (Arden, Jameson thought his name was) was being dragged out by his ear by some older boy with a badge pinned to his chest. Arden didn't seem to be too intimidated by him, and in fact looked like he was handling himself quite well, so he didn't try and help. There probably wasn't much he could do anyway. Following Monika and the large man that led them to where they were supposed to be going, Jameson grinned seeing the boats that his da' had told him about.

They were just as he imagined, creaky, rickety and about ready to break at any second. His father had reassured him that they wouldn't, though, so he wasn't worried. Seeing the rest of his new friends gathered together at a boat, he was a bit disappointed when it was announced there could only be four together, but then again.. It may have been dark enough to sneak in all of them. Besides, he may have been a bit taller than your average eleven year old, but he was skinny, and didn't take up much room. Waving to the group as they approached, Jameson took a seat next to Arden and looked into the pitch black water, sticking his finger into it and yanking it back quickly as he felt a light nibble.