Catherine's Book

Alright, so I guess I should update. On the train I continued talking to Aaron and I felt really stupid. He likes Quidditch like I mentioned before and I know virtually nothing about it. I've decided that I am going to get a Quidditch book out from the library so that I can read up and see what's so great about it. I don't want him to think that I'm boring or something. Oh gosh, I know this is ridiculas...and I don't know why it matters what he thinks. He's just such a nice guy. Oh well. So anyway if I thought I felt stupid when I had nothing to say about Quidditch I felt even more stupid when I tied his tie.

Alright, let me explain. He hadn't put it on...and me being as well... let's call it helpful. Me being as helpful as I am I had to ask if he needed help. He was sort of shocked...not that I blame him and said he hated tieing ties. I smiled and walked over to his seat sitting down next to him. This is the best part, I swear the highlight of the trip. I got to touch his neck. I slipped the tie around it, and leaned over him so that I could reach the other end of it. And gosh he smelled so wonderful. I don't know if it's some form of deoderant or a shampoo or something, but he smells just like heaven. Maybe it's the boy smell. It's definatly not the dad smell...although I like that one too.

Alright...so after that I sat back and scooted away...and he was confused and sort of offended! I swear I didn't mean to offend him. It was an accident...I wasn't really all that close anyway...honest... well I dunno. I mean he seemed upset, and I said I was sorry and then he was confused. And I don't know what I did...but it must have been bad! I'm always messing stuff up like that. It was the stupidest thing I could have done, except the fish thing. He asked me if I had a pet and I said I had fish named Henry. Needless to say, he has a cool pet, and owl, but he has to shair it with his sister.

So yeah...our conversation was brought to an abrupt end as another boy walked in. His name was Brandon. I don't know if I like talking to him much, I mean I guess I don't like talking to anyone much. He seemed really really nice. But I feel like he tries to hard. It must be his family and he's like trying to redeam himself. I don't blame him after all of the stuff that my daddy's told me about his family. They arn't really the type of people that I'd associate with. I dunno though. I sort of like him. Once he gets over trying really hard, I bet he'll be really really nice.

Alright...so anyways we got up and had to leave the train because the ride was over and came to the castle. I was sorted into Ravenclaw, and I'm really happy about that. The hat said I'd do well there and I'm really excited to be in the house that my father was in. Maybe this year won't be so bad after all.
-Catherine Marie Huffman

posted by ledellman @ 10:33 AM