A M A Z I N G}cassandra

[RIKARD JESSE CARLIN]

Rikard stood outside Lucie’s old room and took a deep breath. He missed her. Blinking he looked down then walked down the corridor with a bottle of butterbeer in his hand. He wasn’t drinking it for any reason but to just drink it. Breathing deeply he remembered that he had told her he wasn’t gay and that he loved her. Then…she died. It killed him to think about. Blinking he swallowed then looked up as he walked. He knew she had to move on. She was gone. She wasn’t coming back.

Shaking his head he walked along and threw the bottle away and walked with his hands in his pockets. He had moved on. But he did love her that wouldn’t change but he would never forget her. He remembered how he had turned to his other best friend. Carter. She was there for him. As he walked he walked up to the room he thought was his not realizing that it wasn’t he opened the door and walked in. What he didn’t know was that it was in fact Carter’s room.

As he walked in he shut the door and took off his tank showing off his tattoo that he had revised so it had Lucie’s name on it. In memory of her. It had her full name, the year she was born and the date and year of her death. It was his way of remembering Lucie so he never forgot her. Shaking his hand he stood facing the door still not realizing that this was not his room.

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[CASSANDRA JUSTINE LUVING]

Carter was sitting in the seventh year girl’s room, listening to them gossip and talk, and was rolling her eyes in disinterest. She was doing some homework, not really paying attention to it, but not to the girls either. She and girls never got along. She was too much of a tomboy to really get along with them. She also didn’t really care at all about gossip, and thought that people shouldn’t talk about each other. That being said, her and the rest of the seventeen and eighteen year old girls had never gotten along, and probably would never get along. She hung out with all of the guys in her year, and was really popular amongst them, rather than being all catty and bratty like the rest of the girls were.

She listened at how all the rest of them were heading off to dinner, but Carter didn’t leave. She wasn’t at all hungry. She smiled as she heard them go, sighing in relief at the fact that they and their gossiping selves had left. Literally, she thought they were all made of plastic. Cold, hard, plastic. She couldn’t believe that they were actually real people. How could real people actually be interested in crap like that? She didn’t understand. She let out a soft laugh and turned back to her schoolwork before she heard someone open and close the door. Ugh, one of them is back already? Damnit, she thought to herself. She turned to face the door, one of her feet, coming off the bed and going to the floor. She looked and saw the back of a familiar head, and no shirt on said body.

“Rikard? Are you alright?” Carter asked softly, her mix of a Boston and French accent shining through her voice. She could speak perfect English, as she had lived in America for four years, and her accent was a mix of what she had picked up in Boston, and her schooling in France. It was a strange mix, but many had said it was lovable, and so she had never tried to change it to fit what the French sounded like. She knew that she should’ve, as she did live in France all the time now, but she couldn’t bring herself to. She stared at Rikard, slightly worried, but it didn’t show. She waited for some sort-of response from him, not knowing what really to expect.

-thanks to ilysm of caution 2.0 for the image! :]

[RIKARD JESSE CARLIN]

Standing there he ran the thoughts over and over in his head. Poor Lucie. She was so young and her life was cut short. Blinking he took a deep breath then looked around standing there. That’s when he heard it. Carter. Standing straight he looked at the door and his eyes grew wide and he turned around and looked at her. ”Umm…opps.”he said then sighed and looked down. ”No. I’m still thinking about Lucie….”he said softly and walked over sitting next to her. He took a deep breath and looked at the ground.