Whimsical Academy discussion
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Bailee had made her way to the library. She didnt even realize where she was heading. It just happened. Her hands were still glowing red as she entered the large room.
Josiah Frost had been sitting barefoot in chair, he was far from sitting normally, he looked like he was crouched and ready to spring up into action if needed. His brown eyes were brought to attention by the entrance of Bailee, he watched her for a moment, smiling to himself in a quirky way.
Bailee shook herself, trying to calm down. She needed to calm down. Eventually the red glow to her hands faded. She pulled her dsrk auburn hair out from its tight ponytail. She looked over and her eyes met Josiah's. She looked away after a while.
He slightly wondered what had gotten her worked up, Josiah had seen enough of that from his parents and himself to know what it looked like. Climbing out of his chair he grabbed his staff and walked over to her,
"What's up, Snowflake?" he asked, resting on his staff.
Bailee looked at the boy, "What does it matter to you?" She asked, she was about to tell the boy to fuck off, but she changed her tone. She had realized that back in the argument she had with Alya that she needed to be, kinder to those that walked up to her.
He shrugged,
"Nothing, just curious," he says, "So you going to answer?" he asked again.
Josiah didn't seemed affected by her question, but he could tell she was trying to calm down. He mentally decided he was going to keep calling her Snowflake.
Bailee smirked, "You dont give up easily do you? And I just got into an argument of the sorts, then again it isnt any of your business," Bailee said, croaaing her arms over her chest. She was smaller than the boy infront of her, but had a lot more muscle on her. It wasnt like you could actually see the muscles though, she was built like her mother, you cant see it unless she wants you too.
"Nope, I don't," "But you told me, so it is my business now," he says.
Josiah shifted his leg so that he was resting on his right and his left was crossed behind. He didn't have muscle and that didn't bother him, he wasn't much of a fist fighter anyway, more of a jokester if anything.
Bailee pursed her lips, "Well since I told you something it only seems right that you tell me something about yourself or your day," Bailee said. She sat down in one of the chairs, her orange hair covering her face. She moved it away with her hand. Her dark blue-green eyes staring into the boys brown ones
"Well I'm Josiah Frost," he said.
She probably had guessed that, she seemed smart and he was the spitting image of his stupid dad. He sat down in a chair across from her, sitting crouched again.
"Nice to meet ypu, Frost." Bailee said, she had always been trained to say someones last name instead of thier first, and if she was being honest the nickname suited him. "Bailee Maximoff," she added, studying Frost.
Josiah's mother hadn't bothered with those manners so he just replied in his usual and relaxed tone,
"Nice to meet you too, Snowflake," he said.
Bailee pursed her lips. "Are you going to keep on calling me that?" She asked, running a hand through her hair.
"Probably," he said, he found it funny how she kept making that face.
Josiah could have watched it all day, because he thought it was cute,
"Hope you don't mind," he said, but it was clear he probably wouldn't stop no matter what she said.
"I have a feeling that you wouldnt stop no matter what I say," Bailee said. She crissed her legs and began to play with her magic. She was bored and since she had been learning how to make peoples faces she decided to try and make Frost's. Bailee focused as she formed things eith her hands, them glowing red. After a few minutes, part of a face was formed.
"Yup," "You got that right," he commented.
He smiled at her, she was cute. Her eyes and hair made her quite attractive in his opinion, mind you he thought this about a lot of people. He had dated a boy a year back, he had looked a bit like her, but they had broke up.
After Bailee finished eith Frost's face she let it glide over to him. It radiated red. She looked at Frost, her eyes never wavering from his.
"That's pretty cool," he complimented.
He looked at the mirror image of his face then at her,
"What?" he asked.
"Most people I know are east to read, you on the other hand, are not," Bailee said simply. She flicked her wrist and the image disappeared in a cloud of red.
"How so?" he asked, slightly interested.
He made sure his father's staff was next to him, he had stolen it, but it was going to be his eventually. He watched the image disappear, and looked back at her.
"Most people are open books, all their feelings and thoughts squarly on their faces. You on the other hand arent sharing anything," Bailee said.
"I'll take that as a compliment," he said.
Josiah was a more closed person, he wasn't into sharing things, so it didn't surprise him all that much. He thought sharing feelings was pointless.
"Must you take everything as a compliment? And it makes things a lot harder for me to understand, so grant yourself lucky that I know nothing about you," Bailee said with a small smile.
"You know, I take what I can," he replies, putting up his hands hopelessly.
He smiled back, he liked her spark and the fact she was pretty cool, again he thought she was pretty cute.
Bailee pursed her lips again before smiling, and rolling her eyes. "Anything else U should know then?" She asked, a smile on her face.
"Anything else you want to tell me?" he countered.
Josiah was pretty smug and he knew it, he shifted in his set. His bare feet on the chair were he crouched.
"I asked you first," Bailee said, leaning back in her chair and crossing her arms. What was Josiah geting at? She wondered.
"Well then if you would tell me then, yes," he replied.
He copied her, just toying with her, and found it uncomfortable. Josiah quickly went back to his old position, being used to it and finding it more comfortable for him.
"There isnt much to my life that needs to be told'" Bailee said.
"Guess that answers both of our questions," he says.
Josiah looked at her for a moment, then decided to ask mostly curious about how she would react since she seemed like an interesting person.
"You single?" Josiah asked.
"Uh huh, obvious aint it?" She asked with a small laugh.
"I mean depends," he said.
He made a heart out of snow and blew it at her, he smirked, Josiah flirted often. He enjoyed watching people's reactions.
Bailee rolled her eyes. "Depends on what?" Sh asked. She let her gaurd down, it was obvious that Josiah wasnt a threat to her.
He shrugged, "I don't know, you tell me," he said.
It was clear he knew or maybe it wasn't he had no idea, Josiah Frost could be a threat or he couldn't. You never knew, since he never stuck to the same pattern.
"I cant tell you what I dont know," Bailee countered. She was enjoying this, it let her mind wander from all the shit with Alyaband Cole.
((sorry bailee, cole will eventually text back lol, he's sober now))
((he's currently getting yelled at by cal but I think once he's back in his room he'll text bailee, I know they planned to work out))
He shrugged again, and shifted so he was laying in the chair his back resting on one arm rest and his legs hanging over the other.
"Not only can I not read ypu, ypu dont talk much. You are trying to make this absolutely impossible arent ypu?" She asked.
He smiled, "Yeah, that was definitely my plan," he said.
It hadn't been but if it was bugging her, then he was all for it, he enjoyed watching people squirm in anger. He was a good runner and had no trouble getting away if things got to hot.
Bailee pursed her lips again. Wow, how could someone have such an affect on her? "I should get going," Bailee said, standing up.
He smirked as she pursed her lips for the fourth time, who knew at this point.
"See you Snowflake," he said blowing her a kiss.
Bailee shook her head and laughed. She left the library and headed to her dorm
Josiah Frost smiled she really was cute, he jumped up. Grabbing his sky blue converse shoes from the floor and his staff. He tied the laces together and put them on the hook and put it onto his shoulder, walking out and down the hallways.
The library was dark, as it was nighttime, when Hannah pushed open the doors and stepped inside. She needed a quiet place to be, somewhere that looked a little more...old-fashioned and more like home. She disliked reading, but she figured the place would be silent enough to think. Hannah crept to a darker corner and sat down on one of the seats. She glanced at the door and then in a flash of gold, an illusion rippled to life before her so that anyone who came in wouldn't see her, would just see normal seats as if nobody was there.
Satisfied, she began to pull out books she'd stolen from the library back home and opened them, a feather pen and a piece of paper at the ready.
Aelin made her way into the library, her steps quiet and soft as her shadow creeped behind her in the already dark place as the only light was the soft glow of the moon. Her eyes were a slightly darker shade of rich dark chocolate than her long hair that was swaying back and forth while she moved.She pulled books from the bookshelves as she crept through the rows, taking her bundle with her to the corner where another student sat though she didn't know that. Aelin could sense magic though the amount she could feel went up and down so she thought that it could be just a small thing, maybe to conceal something in the library. Nonetheless she did not know that the girl was near her and started to read.
Hannah had watched the new girl as soon as she entered. She cursed under her breath and watched in agitation as the dark-haired girl took books off the shelf, and she hoped she'd move along to the other side of the library. But when she sat down in a seat near her, not noticing her, Hannah was beyond agitated. Maybe the illusion had worked and the girl didn't know she was here, but honestly! Why couldn't she have chosen anywhere else to sit? It was just Hannah's luck to have someone sit near her, and even though the girl couldn't see her, she was still there, and Hannah was still irritated.
With a huff, she gathered the book in her lap and curled her feet up into her chair, flipping the page of the book almost aggressively. She'd have to move soon; just the presence of someone else made her want to claw her hair out.
Or...maybe she could mess with the new girl. A small smirk crawling up one side of her face, Hannah crafted an illusion of a fanged snake crawling and hissing towards the girl, poisonous saliva dripping from it. It looked lifelike, and Hannah sat back to watch the show.
