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Post by Jasmine Cherry Moon on Sept 29, 2018 5:18:52 GMT
School was back and Jazzy liked being back. It was a home away from home and she did enjoy her time at Hogwarts, just like many others did. There was plenty to do around the castle upon your return but things got old - fast. So far this year though Jazzy hadn't run out of things to do. The Professors were really piling it on with the homework and Jazzy was planning the quidditch try outs for her house. She'd expected a heavier load but this was full on. If it wasn't for her free periods then even she wouldn't have managed to keep on top of her homework. Well okay she would have, but it would have been a bit of a struggle at times. There was a higher demand for you to get everything done and done perfectly in your seventh year and while Jazzy felt she was absolutely smashing it, she did at times feel as though she hadn't quite accomplished her best, but at least it was good enough to pass with a decent grade. She hoped that things would calm a little but she knew that wasn't really going to happen so she hoped for the next best thing; that she'd get used to it fast.
Jazzy didn't really know her way around the library all that well. This was her seventh year of school and she could honestly say that she hadn't spent all that much time in the place. She'd come in every so often when she needed to do a little extra research on a subject but on the whole her text books provided her with the majority of what she needed and if she required a bit extra then there was always some nerd she could get all cosy with for a bit. Guys loved attention from girls like her and she loved answer to tough questions. It was a win-win. Today however she had a month long project to work on. She was brewing a polyjuice potion for potions and she wanted to nail it. Her text book had what she needed to make the potion accurately but Jazzy wanted to get involved on the theory of it all because she had a massive bloody essay to write to go along with it. She was pretty much blowing off a month of potions lessons to get this done and get a damn good grade for it. She was certainly ambitious but if she could pull this off she'd look like a mother freaking genius and it'd be well worth the pay off. There was no way she could go screwing this up so today she was in the library, browsing the shelves, looking for a book or two to practically do her work for her.
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Post by Livia Eleanor Grace Burke on Oct 2, 2018 10:58:20 GMT
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Post by Jasmine Cherry Moon on Oct 2, 2018 15:26:47 GMT
Jazzy was lost. She had no clue how to look for a book that she might need. She supposed she was better off asking that librarian to help her out but she always felt kind of weird around the woman. She was a bit strange, Jazzy thought, just a bit but also knowing she was close friends with Paris was a little strange. Jazzy hadn't had a lot to do with her cousins, didn't really know Paris at all until she was the Astronomy Professor, and even then she was just another Professor. Neither of them went out of their way to get to know the other. Jazzy had just felt a bit awkward with having her cousin as her Professor but hey, that couldn't be helped. At least she'd got over it after a few months. It was a shame Paris was dead. Perhaps they could have gotten to know one another a little better. Jazzy wasn't sure how likely that would have been but it was a possibility she supposed.
Sighing gently to herself, Jazzy was about to put the book she had in her hand away but noticed someone she'd not seen before. It was that photographer from Pur they'd been told was visiting. Crap. Everyone had been going on about it since they'd heard someone would be coming. All the girls were wearing as much clown makeup as they could slap onto their faces without it just sliding off and here she was with no makeup on and her hair down around her shoulders looking like nothing special. "Wha-?" She said, almost missing the meaning behind the photographer's words like some kind of moron. She was completely caught off guard but she scrambled her brain together quickly before she missed this opportunity. She could be in a magazine! Holy shit! "I mean sure!" She smiled brightly, shaking her hair out by tilting her head back a little then looking back to the bookshelf. She lifted the book up a little higher and turned herself just a smidge to face the camera a little better, waiting for the photographer to take the shot or give more directions. "After, I'm totally open to pretending to read the book," She suggested enthusiastically, "Or climbing a ladder to look for books." She was open to pretty much anything really! The idea of being in a magazine was exciting! Should she become a model after she was graduated? Nah! That was absurd! Or was it?
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Post by Livia Eleanor Grace Burke on Oct 11, 2018 9:13:26 GMT
Keeping Life Simple "Oh, that is perfect," Livvi crooned as she snapped away, the blonde posing perfectly and seeming all too enthusiastic. Liv should have expected it, really. Teenage girls having their picture taken were usually more than happy to pose their little hearts out, though she had spent her own school years in Slytherin, where at least half of the kids were more likely to punch your lights out than squeal and get excited. It was anyone's guess what you were going to get, and it was also anyone's guess what house this girl was from, since she wasn't wearing her school uniform. She really suited the red top she had on, though, and Liv, if she had to take a stab in the dark, would have guessed Gryffindor or Hufflepuff for such a shiny soul. Then again, Liv had been a shiny soul in the snake house, and she hadn't lost her zest and enthusiasm for life. She really shouldn't judge. She was there to take pictures, not guess houses and stereotype teenagers. She lowered her camera as the girl offered to do a few other poses. "A ladder! Yes!" Livvi beamed, turning this way and that to see if there were any ladders on the shelves nearby. There was one in the next aise over, and she nodded her head to it. "Come on," she grinned at the girl, heading for the ladder and chatting as she went. "Just don't fall off, I've lasted all day so far without causing any trouble, that's a big deal for me." Not that she was a trouble maker, but she wasn't scared to climb walls or trees for the perfect shot, nor was she timid about asking Professor Bones to ride a Hippogriff for her, or any other bold things, for that matter. If you didn't go out on a limb - literally, in the tree climbing sense - you didn't do your best work, and she wasn't great at her job for nothing. She was known for taking leaps of faith, and for being fearless in pursuit of her art. Making teens fall off of ladders didn't really fall under the same category, unfortunately, and definitely came down on the side of dangerous. It would be fine, though. This girl would look lovely up there, and then get straight back down before she could break a limb. _______________________ tag: Jasmine Cherry Moon words:: 410 notes: <3 [googlefont="Ruthie"] |
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Post by Jasmine Cherry Moon on Oct 11, 2018 11:09:13 GMT
Jazzy kept her cool, trying to appear as nonchalant as possible. Nice and casual, easy breezy. She didn't want to come off like she was trying hard to pose. She was no model but she was pretty sure she could pull off a few snaps about the library for the photographer and maybe even get a few prints for herself to keep. Hell, she was up for making this a private freaking photo shoot! Perhaps when she was home for Christmas she could set something up. She was willing to bet she'd look incredible against some snowy backdrop, her hair slightly tussled to look adorable. Damn, should she forget about quidditch and become a model? It was damn well tempting. Maybe she could do modelling as well as becoming a quidditch star, after all she could think of plenty of things to do on a broom. Definitely something to think about. Jazzy was somewhat positive she'd be an incredible model. She definitely had the looks and the body, today she was proving she had the sass and the sexy. Merlin those photos better not come out drab.
With a slight squee and a bounce, Jazzy beamed, following the photographer to the ladder. She laughed gently at the photographer's concern, not worried one bit about herself, "I'm a Chaser and Captain of my house Quidditch team. If I fall off a littler ladder then I'm not worthy of my Captaincy." She giggled a little, climbing up the ladder just a little way. "I'm Jazzy by the way." She said, losing the smile and reaching for an old leather bound book, the blue of some of the leather between three raised cords made it stand out against the browns that surrounded it and the dull colours of the other books around, she sure knew how to pick a book and she damn well wanted to get to know the photographer! If she was going to be having her pictures taken she may as well get to know the other blonde and vice versa. Jazzy figured that it might be handy to make a friend of a photographer that was in the journalism industry, and at such an excellent magazine too. Jazzy was definitely a subscriber to Pur, it was amazing, and she was hoping her pictures would be good enough for use. She only expected one but who knew, perhaps they'd give her her own spread! Yeah, she was definitely dreaming, but what a dream!
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Post by Livia Eleanor Grace Burke on Oct 11, 2018 11:38:13 GMT
Keeping Life Simple Liv's ears pricked at the mention of this girl being a Quidditch Captain. Now that would be a great photo opportunity. Liv had asked the headmaster if there were any matches or practices scheduled out on the Quidditch pitch today, but he'd told her there weren't any, and then posed with his phoenix to try and cheer her up. She had to admit, it was a great picture, Fawkes was glowing brilliantly, young and vibrant, and her camera had picked up the oranges and reds in his feathers so wonderfully. Dumbledore hadn't looked too shabby, either, but he always looked a bit naughty and intriguing to Livvi, so it wasn't really a surprise that she got a good snap of him. She had still been disappointed about the lack of flying at the castle today. She adored working on Quidditch matches. Getting those incredible action shots was just such a buzz, and people always loved seeing the pros up close and personal, sweating and intense and gorgeous (mostly) up in the air. It was a popular genre for photography in the wizarding world, but she had resigned herself to not having it included in her spread on Hogwarts. Maybe that might change now, thanks to Jazzy. "I absolutely love your name," Liv gushed, completely genuine as she watched the girl climb the ladder and choose a book. She was snapping away already, you could never really have enough natural shots of someone just going through the motions. "Liv Burke," she introduced herself, having assumed most of the kids would have been told her name when they were told a photographer would be at the castle today. Maybe Jazzy was forgetful. It wasn't important anyway, what was important, was that she looked fabulous up on that ladder. "Can you just lean back and hold on with one hand?" she asked, moving around the foot of the ladder to find the best angle. "Like you're about to fall. Or maybe reaching for a book across the aisle that's too far away. Tip your hair back, too." The directions just flowed out of her without much thought, she did this every day of her life, it was as natural as breathing for her. Click, click, click. She would have at least one or two good shots to choose from. "How would you feel about flying for me?" she asked. _______________________ tag: Jasmine Cherry Moon words:: 413 notes: <3 [googlefont="Ruthie"] |
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Post by Jasmine Cherry Moon on Oct 11, 2018 13:58:45 GMT
Burke. That was it! Jazzy hadn't paid much attention to who would be showing up to take pictures, she hadn't ever expected to be singled out for some shots but she was glad that she had been! She was willing to do just about anything because this was actually way more exciting than she'd thought it would be! To be in front of the lens, just being her natural self was fun! She supposed the lack of paint on her face also singled her out for a good subject, after all who wanted to see girls that looked like clowns in their magazine? Jazzy didn't want to be mean, and she's never say it aloud, but some of the girls just didn't get that less really was more. Jazzy was fortunate to have a good complexion, she had a little mascara, some eyeliner and a little natural toned eye shadow and blush. There wasn't much needed to make Jazzy feel like a million galleons. Even waking up some mornings she just knew she looked amazing and did nothing more than got herself dressed for the day. She never played it up or down, she just went about her day, usually forgetting about her appearance unless is was brought up.
Jazzy was more than happy to oblige with whatever Liv asked of her! She lent back, tilting her head slightly so her hair flowed behind her. She let go of the rung she'd had hold of with one hand and gripped it harder with the other that had kept hold. She threw her free arm up in the air, along with one leg, smiling with the feel of the sun on her from through the window. Next she reached over towards a book just out of reach, her brow arched up as she kept reaching, trying to look as though it was just out of reach and like she might topple at any moment. Again she tried the pose with her leg stretching out behind her, giving her bit of extra distance before she chuckled and grabbed into the ladder once more. "Yes! Oh mystic Morgana, yeah! That will look awesome!" Jazzy was kind of wishing she had a full change of clothes available! She had plenty of options in her dorm but that was way up in the Gryffindor tower and besides, the clothes she had on now were appropriate enough.
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Post by Livia Eleanor Grace Burke on Oct 12, 2018 9:42:31 GMT
Keeping Life Simple Today was turning out to be more successful than she had hoped. Liv was an optimistic person by nature, but she had expected Professors and students alike to be at least a little bit awkward or reluctant to be photographed. So far she had met minimal resistance, and she was feeling more than a little bit confident that her spread was going to be dynamite. It would absolutely make Pur go flying off the shelves with students - and probably Dumbledore - buying multiple copies if they were featured, so that they could give their grandparents, and aunties and uncles, and cousins, and neighbours, and the milkman a copy to frame. It was how teens worked, everything they did tended to be exaggerated, Livvi knew, she had only just stopped being one herself, and was slowly maturing to realise just how daft and over eager she had been on far too many occasions in her school years. At least she was getting better at recognising when she needed to calm down a bit. Working for Pur had done that for her, giving her no choice but to be sensible instead of immature. There was nothing wrong with a bit of silliness, though, even now, and she giggled behind her camera as Jazzy acted her little heart out pretending to reach for a book that was just that tiny bit too far. She was a star, and Livvi told her as much. "I'm so glad I stumbled across you," she said brightly, beckoning Jazzy down from the ladder. "Have you ever considered being a model? You're a natural." There were models in the industry right now that Liv had worked with, and they weren't even half as photogenic as this girl, or able to follow directions. It was silly really, but more often than not, money was the culprit. Their parents flashed it about to get the kids in the door, and then it was up to the photographers to try and work miracles and get something acceptable out of them in the studio. Liv much preferred location shoots to being stuck in a studio, it gave so much more freedom. She tilted her head at Jazzy, adjusting her hat as she did. "Are you free now?" she asked. "I won't be keeping you from doing homework or anything if I drag you out to the Quidditch pitch, will I?"_______________________ tag: Jasmine Cherry Moon words:: 417 outfit: Getting colder.notes: <3 [googlefont="Ruthie"] |
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Post by Jasmine Cherry Moon on Oct 14, 2018 7:17:23 GMT
Jazzy was beyond pleased to hear that the photographer was pleased to have come across her. Jazzy was fairly certain it was because there were just too many people out there, dressed as clowns, looking like they really should have been performing in the circus. Oh well, Jazzy supposed it just made her look all the more appealing. Perhaps she was overdoing it just a little, but it was fun, and it wasn't as if all of these photos would end up in Pur! It was just a day in the life of a student or some nonsense, it really wasn't a big deal and that photographer probably had plenty of good, ordinary snaps of Jazzy. Though the quidditch suggestion was way too good to pass up on, and if this woman wanted to take pictures of it, then Jazzy was a willing subject for her lens! "As of today I have!" She laughed, full of excitement that she wasn't the only one that thought she could have a career in modelling. If Quidditch didn't work out then she was definitely going to have to go into modelling to make a small fortune of her own.
"Yeah, I've got a free period." She practically grinned, getting down off the ladder by way of jumping, bending her knees to absorb some of that impact. "No homework." Well not that she didn't mind blowing off to get her photo taken. She could always check with one of her smart friends or actually chat with the librarian later to get an idea of books that might help her get her polyjuice potion done. "I'll meet you at the pitch, I've got to go and get my broom from my dorm." She said with a grin. Heading off at once, Jazzy wasn't shy about her excitement. She bolted out of the library as she raced off through the library and corridors, taking stairs two at a time and forming a red blush all over her face from her running. It didn't matter. She'd cool down fast enough when she was out on her broom and she wasn't going to walk all through the castle to get to her photo shoot, as she was now calling it in her mind, she was taking the first open window out of the castle and flying down to the quidditch pitch, wind blowing through her hair and all.
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Post by Livia Eleanor Grace Burke on Nov 2, 2018 17:00:14 GMT
Keeping Life Simple Liv happily left Jazzy to go and get her broom, and went back to the front desk where she'd left her bag for safe keeping. She thanked the librarian for being so helpful, and headed out of the library with a smile on her face. She loved the feeling of still knowing her way around the castle, even though it had been a few years now since she'd graduated. That sense that she would always know the castle, always be able to find her way to any part of it that she needed - probably even blindfolded - was just lovely. It was like coming home. Though less messy than her actual home, which was full of clutter and random pieces of art that she had no real place for yet. She would get around to organizing it sooner or later, but she was just too darn busy with work lately to get a minute to herself. If she wasn't working for Pur, she was doing freelance jobs for extra money and extra exposure in the photography world. At least Meg's little doggy corner was tidy, and wasn't that the most important thing? Wondering how her pup was getting on at home alone for a few hours, she skipped down the staircases, changing routes every now and then as they moved and shifted beneath her feet, but eventually she made it to the entrance hall and then out onto the grounds. It was still sunny enough for her to need to squint against the light, and she used her camera as a shield, snapping pictures of the sunkissed grounds as she made her way to the Quidditch pitch to wait for Jazzy. It was deserted, and she was glad, because Livvi immediately went to the locker rooms and used her wand to get in, helping herself to a school broom and taking it back outside with her. There was no way she would be keeping her feet on the ground for these photos. She would get much better shots from up in the air. She just hoped she didn't drop her camera along the way. Remaining positive, she waited out in the sun for Jazzy, green eyes heading skywards as she noticed a small blonde figure sailing out of one of the castle windows on a broom. Liv grinned. This kid had style. _______________________ tag: Jasmine Cherry Moon words:: 411 outfit: Getting colder.notes: <3 [googlefont="Ruthie"] |
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Post by Jasmine Cherry Moon on Dec 1, 2018 13:53:04 GMT
It didn't take Jazzy too long to get back to the Gryffindor tower. For a moment she hesitated at the portrait of the fat lady, momentarily wracking her brain for the password until she eventually remembered it and burst in through the hole, almost knocking over a fifth year as she did so. With a hasty apology she carried on, not wanting to waste any time at all. She didn't know how long it would take Livia to get down to the quidditch pitch, and assumed the witch would be on foot, but she supposed she really didn't have to rush quite as much as she was. She had plenty of time really but she was just so excited! It wasn't uncommon for Jazzy to be excited, though, she was easily riled up. Quidditch matches, dares, hot guy giving her a bit of attention. Okay, so the intensities and types did vary but honestly, it was hard to keep her calm really. She was such a positive being in light of all things.
Pulling out a long, rowan box from under her bed she pulled out her wand, waving it over the box. Clicks cam from the two locks on either side of the box that kept it sealed from anyone that might try and gain entry to her precious broom. Once it was unlocked, Jazzy placed her hands on the bronze clasps, opening them up and lifting the lid of the box. Her broom care kit sat at one end, in a special little space designed specifically for it, and the broom sat along the middle, placed in perfectly with not a twig out of place. The wood was shiny, reflecting the sunlight that flooded in through the window opposite the end of Jazzy's bed, the silver letters on the handle with the make and model positively gleaming. She looked after her broom and it showed. She loved quidditch and she had to be the very best, in order to achieve that she had to look after her broom, her equipment. It was all part being flawless as she flew through the air.
Grabbing her broom out of the box and then placing it on to her bed she took a glance at herself in the mirror close by. She pondered for a second and then bent to close the lid on her broom box, sliding it back away under her bed so no one would know that it was out of its box. She liked her dorm mates, they were nice girls - mostly - but there were nosey sods amongst them and Jazzy didn't much feel like sharing the limelight today, not that it would actually be an issue because they were all so painted up that it would look ridiculous to have them be a part of a magazine spread on Hogwarts. However Jazzy was taking a leaf out of their book. Her normal light coating of make up had faded and so she reapplied just a touch of gloss to her lips and eyeliner where it was needed, cleaning it up first before making sure it looked perfect but not overdone. No swishes or flicks, just a little pop for her eyes.
Grabbing her broom from her bed after putting her make up away, Jazzy calmly made her way down the stairs from her dorm and walked through the common room, feeling rather smug but not dare mentioning anything or looking at anyone that was out of her eye line, despite wanting to yell it from the top of her lungs that she was getting a photo shoot, bitches!! Well that may have been going a little too far, but that was the gist of her excitement right now. Perhaps she could suggest she do an interview with a reporter, or maybe that was taking it too far? Or possibly not. Never knew until you asked!
Leaving the common room she didn't come across anyone that she knew well enough to stop and chat with, which was great! She made her way out of the common room and walked, with a bit of haste, along the corridors. Zipping and turning the stairs took her a quicker way than she could have hoped. She got to the fourth floor and the first window big enough for her to squeeze out of (that wasn't locked) she was out of! There was nothing that could stop her from enjoying her afternoon with a photographer. She was making connections for once she graduated too. She knew she was still a whole school year away from that but it was going to fly by in no time. Soon enough it would be December and then it would be May, time for the exams, then she'd be graduated and flying for a Professional quidditch team! That was the dream anyhow.
With the wind blowing through her hair, Jazzy picked a pretty laid back pace. She didn't want to rush down to the quidditch pitch and find her hair all over the place. She hadn't thought to put any holding spells on it before she left and truthfully, she wasn't that great at them. She also lacked all the potions and products all the other girls had for their hair, but Jazzy didn't really care all too much for her appearance to that degree. She just wanted to look like herself, not some tarted up version that looked like a totally different person once her make up was removed. "Hey!" She called out to Liv once she was within shouting distance, pleased as punch to see the other witch on a broom and up in the air. That was excellent, it meant they could get more height and, if Livia was willing, maybe a few shots away from the pitch and flying around the castle. Would they get in trouble for that? Unlikely. She found she got away with quite a bit as Gryffindor Quidditch Captain, just so long as it wasn't reckless and dangerous. "So how do you want me?" she grinned, running her hand through her hair as she came up alongside Liv with just a polite bit of distance between the two of them.
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Post by Livia Eleanor Grace Burke on Feb 25, 2019 14:02:21 GMT
Keeping Life Simple Liv pointed around the pitch, her finger spinning in a chaotic little circle. "Start with a few laps around the pitch," she said. "If you have any fancy flying tricks or stunts, feel free to show off and just pretend I'm not here." There was no Quidditch apparatus other than their brooms and the goal hoops, so simple flying shots would have to do as far as the pitch went. Liv was certain she could get some good pictures of Jazzy in motion if she just trailed her at the right angles. Anyone who might have been watching from below would have likely thought the scene a bit strange, but Liv had done much sillier and unconventional things to get the perfect shot over the years. She had become completely desensitised to what people thought of her methods when she was at work. Then again, she'd never really been one to care what others thought of her, even that time she had to lay on her back with her hair dipped into the edge of a puddle to get the perfect shot of a loved up couple in the waters reflection. That had been an absolutely stunning picture, and she had told herself the mud had done wonders for her hair. Her hair was short at the moment, chopped to just below her chin in cute waves, and the no fuss style helped a lot while she flew around slowly, trying different angles and snapping Jazzy from below as she looped and whirled and flew like a pro. "You're really good at this," Liv called after a while, meaning the flying, but the modelling was top notch as well. "Tell me you're thinking about going pro after school," she grinned, imagining Jazzy having a pretty good shot at getting a spot on one of the Professional teams. Liv did shoots for them all the time, and though the male-centric teams were her favourite - you really couldn't beat a sweaty locker room full of half naked Quidditch players - she could recognise a skilled female player when one flew under her nose. "Can we fly over the lake?" she asked, coming up to fly beside Jazzy so she didn't have to shout. "Will we get in trouble?" The naughty glint in her eyes was a tell tale sign that Livia kind of enjoyed the thought of getting into a spot of trouble at Hogwarts. It reminded her of her teenage years which weren't that long ago, and the thought of capturing even a little bit of that old feeling was very appealing to her. _______________________ tag: Jasmine Cherry Moon words:: 452 outfit: Getting colder.notes: <3 [googlefont="Ruthie"] |
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Post by Jasmine Cherry Moon on Feb 28, 2019 12:41:20 GMT
Jazzy was happy and willing to fly absolutely anywhere for the photographer. She was absolutely loving having something different to do today and she had to admit, she'd never been a model before! She knew that this was only a short lived thing, but hey! If quidditch didn't work out for her, she really could have a career doing this kind of thing. It was so fun and so easy. Definitely easier than quidditch but Jazzy couldn't be without the sport, she wouldn't be without it unless she had to be. She just had a competitive nature, she just had to fly through the sky, catching, chasing, winning. She was a bit of a sore loser, and she wasn't exactly a graceful winner, but she could keep it all on the pitch - mostly. She had her moments where she lost her cool away from the pitch and she was always a little competitive with a few other players, but on the whole she kept the game where it belonged. At least with modelling it couldn't be too competitive, right? She was tall and blonde, had an incredible jaw that just ran in the family, and she exuded confidence. These pictures were going to be unlike anything anyone had ever seen. Was Jazzy thinking herself into becoming a model?! Possibly!
"Definitely! I'll take whatever team will have me, but if I had a choice it would have to be the Ballycastle Bats." She had a few favourite teams but as of late Jazzy had been following the progress of the Bats. They were a good team, a really good team in fact. They worked well together and the management style suited them down to the ground. Their plays had been well practised, it showed in how well they got on on the pitch. There were rumours that the team were at odds with one another but if they really were then it didn't show on the pitch and Jazzy respected that.
Flying wherever Liv wanted her to made for such an enjoyable time. Jazzy could have been working on her school stuff but instead she was having fun. There time together was over quickly. A bit of easy chatting and a farewell and the two parted on the school grounds. Jazzy was certain that Liv had got everything she'd wanted and more from her time at the castle today and Jazzy really was pleased to be apart of it, even if she didn't get her picture in the magazine, it was such an amazing experience and gave her a taste of the modelling world. There still wasn't anything that could ever beat Quidditch for Jazzy, but at least she had a second career path should her first come crumbling down.
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