THE NEXT-GEN MUSH!

She quickly sketched his "excited face" next to the main drawing. It was a little cartoon-ish, but pretty good.

Will took a quick bow. "Because I am in love with your niece." he said in a normal tone as though you admit to this kind of thing every day.

"Oh, well that gives you a perfect reason to come barging into my house!" Libby said sarcastically, grinning at him. "If you want to talk to her, please do it at her house and not here if you don't even acknowledge my daughter."

Matilda sniffled, and hid behind Libby.

Vera started drawing the girl in the window.

"Oh, really..." he then smiled and waved at Mattie. "Hi Mattie!" he turned towards back too Libby. "Happy? I acknowledged her. Now, I can stay!"

Vera's mother, a sort of plump woman, caught Vera drawing it, and dragged her over to the neighbor's to give it to the girl. Literally dragged, by the collar. So, Vera knocked on the door, eyes huge.

And Bianca answered the door. "Yes?" she asked coolly.

Vera stayed silent. Her mother spoke up. "Vera wanted to give you the drawing of you and apologize for drawing you without asking. Right, dear?"

Vera didn't talk, but nodded quietly, and handed over the paper.

"No. Get out. I don't want to deal with this, and neither does Matilda." Libby yanked on Will's ear, and pulled him towards the door. "C'mon. Out."

Leah smiled, and waved at Will. "Hey, Matilda, do you know how to make pancakes?"

[I don't feel like filling out full things for my two other characters so..

Alexandrea Vainglory (Call her Lexi if you know what's good for you)
Age: 13
Year: Third
House: Slytherin
Appearence: Shoulder lenghth blonde hair that's too straight in her mind, so she curls it a lot every morning. Her eyes are a grayish blue, and her skin tone is always peachy. She's a little skinner than her average age group, and she's the average hieght.
Personality: Bit on the bratty side, loves fashion... A LOT, sociable, hates school work, loves boys, [I think you get the picture.]

Matthew Vainglory
Age: 9
Year: ?
House: ?
Appearence: Black hair that ends at his eyelobes. It has a little spike-ish cut close to the forehead, but other than that is pretty plain. His eyes are completely green, and his skine tone is pale-ish. Average weight-hieght.
Personality: Obnoxious at times, adventurous, not at all modest, tricky, kind, never serious. [Average 9 year old.]

Sorry I didn't really fill out any of mine, you'll get to know them in the RP, and I'm still polishing them up.]

[Serenity copy, in other words.]

[Almost, but there's a lot of larger traits that don't mix with that.]

Amanda sat at the kitchen table, waiting for the bacon she was cooking to need assistance again. The Forest Hill house brought back so many memories of her own, until her concentration was broken by the loud stampede of feet coming down the stairs.

First up at bat was Alexandrea. Her midnight purple cami stuck tightly to her upper body, and her red shorts were much looser and better for a good summer time sleep. She hadn't curled her hair yet, but you could tell she already put on her favorite blood red cherry lip gloss, some blush, and had brushed her hair. Amanda thought how much she really did resemble Wallace until her train of thought was broken.

"Mom, bacon is like, really unhealthy and it's not on the 'In' list at the moment!"

Amanda smiled wearily, "Dear, hunger isn't 'In' correct?"

"Yeah..."

"My point exactly dear. And I'm not making you anything extra special because you're starving yourself for beauty."

Closing the conversation, Amanda got up and turned off the stove top with the bacon, putting the pan off to the side. "First up today, pancakes, french toast, or waffles for breakfast?"

"Pancakes, pal-lease!" Then she ran into the living room to watch TV.

After this, Matthew walked down and just waved at his mother, then entered the living room.

Jennifer walked down, her brown hair all fluffy out and bed head like. She smiled at her mother, clearly not fully awake yet. After hugging her mother as a good morning, Jennifer sat down at the kitchen counter and watched her mom, slowly but steadily waking up.

Finally Amanda broke the silence between the two,

"You're getting really good at the saxaphone. It's too bad you may have to drop it during Hogwarts."

Jennifer looked confused, "I can't bring it?"

Amanda sighed, "Another time I'll explain the few uses of the sax in the wizarding world."

A loud laugh came from the Living room.

"SAX? THAT SOUNDS LIKE SE-"

Before Alexandrea could finished, Amanda yelled breakfast was ready and every came to the table to eat.

Serenity stared at the box of chocolates. "No. Two kids, plus those, and you'll be fat..."

Later that day, Matthew sat in a tree by the road to the beach, thinking.

Jennifer sat in her room, dreamily staring at the beach. It seemed a glaze was casted over her eyes as she did so, blocking all reality from coming in and out like the waves to the shore.

Amanda sat at the kitchen table, writing the next chapter to her Magical Extinct Creatue Encyclopiedia Addition Two. She started harshly at her chicken scratch notes, trying to make it out as best as she could.

[Wait- who lives in Forest Hills? /justwannabesure]

[[I don't think anybody. Forest Hills was kind of nooby, and we sort of wanted to abandon it.]]

[...
^^;...

*Stands in front of Amanda's changed cabin home which is now that family house, but built onto*]

[Keh, dorks.]

[Ew no D8...

I have to rewrite the entire description of the house for Next Gen when it comes the time, because I don't wanna find pictures. ><]

Brian turned to Kelsi. "Is Leah gonna be in trouble when she comes home?"

"No, of course not, sweetie. Hey, why don't you go to Anthony's house or something, I have some work to do."


Brian's eyes flashed. "YES PLEASE!" Then, he was... gone.



And was at Anthony's house. Running around, looking for him.

Felicity kept practicing her piano, but went up to her brother's room, opening the door without regard for his privacy. "Adam! Mom said she wants to talk to you about your math grades from last school year."


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Vera kept drawing back in her house.

Adam was taking a nap. He was sprawled across his bed as though he was a ragdoll someone had just thrown there without regard to how it landed.