One Lonely Soul - Skye
Oct 12, 2013 16:02:42 GMT
Post by jared michael parker on Oct 12, 2013 16:02:42 GMT
A surprised look appeared on Jared's face when he heard Skye's words. His eyes grew wide and a slight blush painted on the boy's face. His cocky demeanor faded away, leaving behind a shy boy. "Am I really cute?" He muttered softly, glancing down at the ground. "I have never thought about myself like that. I always thought that I was some sort of a monster that was acting human."
A smile appeared on Jared's face and he snickered, "No problem, but really Skye? To think that low of yourself is rather terrible. I'm sure you are fast whether or not you are on a broom. But now, thinking about it, you are amazing on a broom." The boy was honest about it. Seeing that they both were on their houses' quidditch team and he was a keeper and she was a chaser, they would always play against each other and he couldn't help notice.
"Ah, I see. Well I guess you should bring your sketchbook more often, so you won't damage your body that much." Jared muttered softly. He really hated when people smoke. Not that the smell bothered him that much, it was just because he hated that people could die from it. Dying because of that, seems so much of a waste of someone's life.
Cocking an eyebrow down at Skye, Jared asked, "Oh, really? So say if I asked you, you would probably ditch me and leave for someone else? Should that person just not ask you then? For I do believe that maybe that person might want to spend that night with you and only you." He also really hated when people deliberately hurt others. If he asked someone to the ball, he would expect whomever it was to actually plan on being with him the whole night. If not then they might as well go alone and hang out with other people.
Jared then snorted softly in amusement. "Haven't you realized who I am yet? Would anyone really want to go with me? I'm a freaking werewolf for heaven's sake." Quieting down, the boy sighed and then shrugged his shoulders, "Then again, I haven't actually sat down and thought about it either. Do I want to go to the ball at all?" He asked softly, more to himself than to Skye.