Log In

Home
    - Create Journal
    - Update
    - Download

Scribbld
    - News
    - Paid Accounts
    - Invite
    - To-Do list
    - Contributors

Customize
    - Customize
    - Create Style
    - Edit Style

Find Users
    - Random!
    - By Region
    - By Interest
    - Search

Edit ...
    - User Info
    - Settings
    - Your Friends
    - Old Entries
    - Userpics
    - Password

Need Help?
    - Password?
    - FAQs
    - Support Area


christina rosier ([info]chrstina) wrote in [info]mudbloods,
@ 2013-01-15 02:52:00


Previous Entry  Add to memories!  Tell a Friend!  Next Entry


Christina was counting on Evan and Narcissa to be nice and not text her too much today. Granted, she should probably have given up on that already, but if she was going to hang her phone over to the Headmaster from now on, she needed to have some hope that the two of them would behave themselves. Mostly she was worried Evan would text her about how she was hot for teacher and then her life would be hell. Or maybe Headmaster Riddle would be so embarrassed by it that he'd forget the whole phone confiscation thing.

She knocked on the door to his office, digging around in her bag to find her phone. Maybe she'd built up his attractiveness in her mind and actually she didn't have any unnatural desire to bone a member of the faculty.


(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)


[info]chrstina
2013-01-16 06:18 am UTC (link)
Seven was late, but it would look good on her CV and, if she was honest, Christina was intrigued by Tom asking her out and touching their knees together. "It doesn't sound too difficult."

She smiled back at him. "I think I'd like being your secretary intern," Christina said. "I don't mind staying late with you."

(Reply to this)(Parent)


(Read comments) -



scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status