Post by Shaun Potter on Apr 5, 2011 9:15:31 GMT -5
"...but Mr. Potter! Dobkins has come to warn you-!"
Slamming the locker door shut and effectively cutting off the rest of the curtain-wearing kid's sentence, Shaun bore a look of mixed disbelief and exhaustion as he reached his hand up and ran it down his face, crinkling his eyes shut and inwardly cringing. Was this ever going to end? Seriously? It was times like right now that honestly made him consider legally changing his surname.
He'd already traded his horn-rimmed glasses in for a nice - but certainly irritating - pair of contact lenses. Well, they weren't too bad once you got used to putting them in. At first they'd been a real pain. Not only that, but he'd sprouted a bit since last semester. If anything, he looked like more of a man now. Even the bit of stubble that had grown on his chin made him feel older than he was. He guessed some people just wouldn't give up comparing him to Harry freakin' Potter. He'd be haunted with it for the rest of his life.
"Listen, I haven't had any candy today and I'm on edge. Keep talking to me like we're in Cosplay and I will have to murder you."
Shaun watched as the kid scarpered, then smiled to himself a little and headed through the crowded hallway towards the choir-room for glee practice. Entering the room, he found a Hershey's bar resting gloriously upon the piano and made a bee-line for it, unwrapping it and taking a bite with a small groan, before pausing and looking around to see if it was a trap set up by those Harry Potter dorks. When he realized that the coast was clear, he sank onto a seat and awaited the arrival of the rest of the team.
Slamming the locker door shut and effectively cutting off the rest of the curtain-wearing kid's sentence, Shaun bore a look of mixed disbelief and exhaustion as he reached his hand up and ran it down his face, crinkling his eyes shut and inwardly cringing. Was this ever going to end? Seriously? It was times like right now that honestly made him consider legally changing his surname.
He'd already traded his horn-rimmed glasses in for a nice - but certainly irritating - pair of contact lenses. Well, they weren't too bad once you got used to putting them in. At first they'd been a real pain. Not only that, but he'd sprouted a bit since last semester. If anything, he looked like more of a man now. Even the bit of stubble that had grown on his chin made him feel older than he was. He guessed some people just wouldn't give up comparing him to Harry freakin' Potter. He'd be haunted with it for the rest of his life.
"Listen, I haven't had any candy today and I'm on edge. Keep talking to me like we're in Cosplay and I will have to murder you."
Shaun watched as the kid scarpered, then smiled to himself a little and headed through the crowded hallway towards the choir-room for glee practice. Entering the room, he found a Hershey's bar resting gloriously upon the piano and made a bee-line for it, unwrapping it and taking a bite with a small groan, before pausing and looking around to see if it was a trap set up by those Harry Potter dorks. When he realized that the coast was clear, he sank onto a seat and awaited the arrival of the rest of the team.
