Will it come out??? (Citrine)

[Professor Rebecca Hazel]

Rebecca was unfolding her clothes on a small table, she noticed on almost every item it had the same stain, dark red and blotchy was all you could say about it! Even the shirt she was wearing had bloodstains! That darn blood wouldn't come out! She began using magic to remove it but that wasn't much better. What ever She thought tossing her clothes aside. She began to daydream when all of a sudden...

[Citrine Bailey]

<sup>Citrine entered the room, slightly annoyed. It was odd, though...she had already forgotten why. She approached the sinks, planning on washing her face, when she saw that one of them was occupied by none other than Rebecca, the woman she had met in that house...

"Blood stains. Gnarly," she said sarcastically. "I can honestly say I've never had that problem. Guess I'm a clean person or something." She looked to the side in confusion. What'd I just say? And then shrugged it off, approaching the mirror to the right of the woman, smiling at her in the reflection.</sup>

[Professor Rebecca Hazel]

Becca was amazed as the girl she had met was standing right before her eyes. She smiled and said, "Hi Citrine!" One thing Becca exelled at was remembering names. She completely agreed with the clean part, she always seemed to be professionally disorganized-At least that's what Rebecca called her problem. "Oh your so right!" She said laughing. She grinned back at Citrine's reflection.

[Citrine Bailey]

<sup>For a moment, Citrine had forgotten about the perky attitude of Rebecca's. It wasn't the first, and it wouldn't be the last. Citrine had dealt with...overly happy people before and, although it's uncomfortable as hell, she's still civil.

"Heeeey," she said again with a smile. "You know you shouldn't bother. Use transfiguration to get more clothes. I know it's cleche, [ooc: how do you do the accent, anyways? xD] but really, you can never have enough clothes."</sup>

[Professor Rebecca Hazel]

(I have no idea! lol )

Becca only half heartidly smiled as her eyes lngered upon Citrine's pendentless chest. She felt sad for the girl, but there was nothing she could do about it. She kind of smiled back but could not take her eyes off the bareness. "Hey that's a great idea! You seem to come up with a lot of those, you should be in my history class!' She said pushing herself to be friendly.

[Citrine Bailey]

^{Citrine rolled her eyes. Figures a teacher would start pestering her to join a class. Regardless, it made her laugh. She tried to ignore the professor's constant glances to where a necklace should have been by making jokes. Hopefully they'd work. "Oh, honestly, look at me," she said with a backward step and her arms spread. "I'm a rebellious Slytherin. You think I'm going to sign up for classes? Oh right, plus I'm a vampire. Can't forget about that. Okay, yeah, sure, so are you, but come on, I'm a REBEL! I'm cool, I tell you!" She faked a pleading face and fell to her knees.}

[Professor Rebecca Hazel]

Becca didn't really think the slytherine would take her seriously but she was willing to try once. Well it didn't work much but who cared, she was a bit of a rebel too being a vampire and all. She laughed and stopped looking at the lost neccklace area.