Parents Weekend 2011: Saturday @ 01:35 pm
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September 16th, 2011Comments
"Well aint that something" Samir said blandly, bemused by her bravado. He must be a powerful man, he thought, raising his eyebrows.
"No bikini models? Well that just don't sound like a good party to me" he teased her a little, finishing his cigarette and tossing it. "Ya cousin come here too? You don't like much of your family, do ya?"
"I always have a good party. I don't need bikini models for that," she shot back seriously, fixing him with a faint pout. "You'd like them, you should come next time.. unless you think you're too mature. But I don't throw stupid keggers in the woods like those mudbloods did," she explained. "I expect class. Ties and coats."
Her own cigarette was finished a few moments after his, and she dropped it to the grass, crushing it out with the toe of her boot. She looked up at him, nodding. "She does, unfortunately.. we're roommates," she sighed. Upon the mention of her family, she blinked a bit as if she found his question stupid. "Of course not.. not many of them, anyway. There are only a handful of us still keeping the family name from being tarnished entirely, you know."
"I don't got a tie" Samir sighed. "Or a lot of class. Unless you count marking papers, I got a lot of that kinda class." Man, when had he started making teacher jokes?
Messing with his hair he scoffed. "I do not miss sharin' a room" he admitted, looking back at Shenandoah house with some trepidation. "How are y'all stoppin' it gettin' tarnished then?" he asked casually, though he was pretty curious, een if she was just a kid chatting shit.
Alex struggled not to smile, eventually snorting just a little. "Seriously? Did you just-- I don't know if I want you at my parties anymore."
She looked back toward the house when he did, frowning a little as her eyes followed a couple of people walking inside. "We just are. We have a.. proper outlook and understanding of blood purity. That's all. We're a minority, but we're still the ones who are correct," she muttered automatically, like it was a speech she had rehearsed a hundred times. It was just like her grandmother always said. |
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