Samuel J. Colbert

17, Iris Fellowship, Single - Chaser, Prefect

[thevainprior]

Druella continued to dig her nails deeper into the boys skin, before slowly dragging them along his skin. The sight of the blood gave her an excitement that she hadn’t felt in a while, and though one wouldn’t be able to pin point the exact emotion, she was giddy. Lifting an eyebrow at his comments, Druella slipped her free hand into a pocket of her skirt. “Of course not, though one can’t start off with a big bang, we have to save that for the finale.” 

[samuelcolbert]

No one had ever tortured Samuel like Druella did right now. The boy felt the warm blood draining down his arm, and although he wanted to wipe it away, he didn't. The moment went on for a while, with Samuel fighting the want to rip his arm out of Druella's hands, and eventually giving up to that desire. With sweat caused by pain dripping down his face he quickly wiped away the blood. "You're sick, you know that!?"

[nash-mcnaughton]

The halls are so quiet.

[nash-mcnaughton]

Yeah sure, why not? 

[samuelcolbert]

Good. Now, who do we want to invite? Everyone?

[julian-brekker]

Anya kicked her feet lightly. She liked being up this high. It was like being a kid in a tree again. Pulling a bottle out of her bag and uncapping it she began her answer, “What’s the point? I mean if it was my time to die I would die doing anything, washing my hair, eating dinner, sitting in my room, or just sitting on this ledge. It’s inevitable.” She shrugged without looking at him. She took a long drink before holding the booze out to him, “Why are you so afraid?”

[samuelcolbert]

And there it was again. Worry for the girl. The way she spoke so casually about death. Like she didn't care if she died. Like she wanted to die. Samuel frowned, biting her lip and looking down at her. He took a quick glance at the bottle but soon returned he gaze into the back of Anya's head. "Yes, of course it is. But..." Samuel tried to reach out for the right words, not really knowing what he could say. "But you can affect it, too. It's not like someone just decides that you're going to die. It doesn't go like that." The boy felt frustrated. "I'm not afraid."

[samuelcolbert]

Dance With Me // Chloe & Samuel

[olivia-fields]

"No, no I do not mean to laugh. You’re just…I like your dimples." She smiled up at his blue eyes. A red-head with blue eyes was really rare she thought. A gem just like his smile. Chloe shook her head shaking herself back into reality. "Okay, now." She began a matter-of-factly, "The key to dancing is to not focus to much on your feet. You don’t want to be dancing and be staring at your feet the whole time. Your date would wonder, and we don’t want that. So, the best way to keep yourself from doing that, is to count in your head. Focus on the music, and counting instead of your feet." She smiled up at him as she could see his lips begin to move. Nodding her head she broke apart form him, making her way to the radio that sat next to the tree. "Now just listen to the music, and when you are ready dance. Don’t worry about what I think, how you are doing, or if you are doing it right. Just, dance." She said calmly with a tender grin. 

A 1950’s La vie en rose song began to play as she walked up to him placing her hand in his and her chest inches from him. Looking up at him her cheeks began to redden. So he wouldn’t feel embarrassed she closed her eyes allowing herself to relax against him. When he was ready he would start at his own will. She bobbed her head to the music humming to the music. 1950’s were her kind of time. The men were romantic, and chivalrous. The music seemed to have a flow to it that just couldn’t be matched in their time. Sometimes she wondered if that was when she was suppose to be born? 

[samuelcolbert]

Samuel felt something tickling in the bottom of his stomach when Chloe pronounced those few words. He smiled sweetly, feeling the blush creep on his face. Why was it so hard just to keep the red off the cheeks? At normal circumstances, he might have felt embarrassed, but they had gone over that already. And Chloe had said that blushing was cute. So he didn´t really mind.  “Thank you.” Samuel didn´t know what there was to like about his dimples, but he had heard it a lot. How much people liked them. And Chloe saying it only made him feel better about them. Samuel followed her eyes as she started explaining about the dancing. He had to blink a couple of extra times in order to remain focused and not just sink into staring at the gorgeous girl in front of him. He didn’t want her to talk for nothing, since she obviously was so passionate about this. Samuel didn’t feel too nervous anymore. Maybe it was the girl’s presence, which made his heartbeat both, slow down and speed up at the same time. So, he was supposed to just listen to the music. Now, Samuel did sing and play some instruments, but he had never been too good with rhythm. Which was probably why his dancing wasn’t that brilliant, either. But he’d try. He nodded.

As soon as the girl left his side, Samuel felt like she needed to grab her hand and pull her back. But he didn’t. Instead, he watched as she reached down to press play and then softly moved back to him again. He could sense how nervous Chloe was, and that made him a bit more confident. At least he wasn’t alone  with the shaky feeling. Carefully, he took her by the waist and intertwined their fingers together, smiling while doing so. Then, he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. You can do this, Samuel… He thought to himself. And when he opened his eyes again, he was moving. It wasn’t too delicate, but then again he wasn’t stepping on Chloe’s toes either. And actually, it wasn’t that bad.

[v--isforvanity]

Amelia had never been shy, not in the slightest. She might not have been the most outspoken amongst her fellow Ivy’s, though when she had an opinion, it was always heard. While it may have sent questioning looks at her throughout the years by people that doubted her Fellowship, she simply couldn’t care less. It wasn’t of importance, in fact, she at times preferred it that way. “Exactly,” she murmured, not having the desire to do much talking at this point. With a single movement, her hands rested on the back of his head as her lips inched closer to his. Amelia’s eyes looked back at his before flickering shut as she pressed her lips against his. 

[samuelcolbert]

Samuel Colbert had always admired girls like this. Girls who spoke their mind, but with slight caution. Girls who knew who they were, but were still polite about it. So, it wasn't a miracle that this gorgeous, confident blonde girl had caught his eye. He pushed the thoughts about his Darcy aside, smiling slightly at that one word she pronounced so softly. And then, slowly, he closed his eyes and met the girl's lips.

[thevainprior]

"If you think this is cute, I am about to become real adorable,” she snapped, anger overpowering her. Druella curled her fingers before digging them into the boy’s skin, breaking the skin as the venom that coated her nails grazed the now scarred skin. 

[samuelcolbert]

At this point, Samuel probably should have been shitting himself. The girl was filled with anger, and even though she was as petite as she was, she seemed like she would have no problem causing any pain. And there it was. Samuel let out a groan filled with pain. "Fuck!" The boy was used to pain, a lot of it came from Quidditch. But still, with Druella digging her nails into his skin... It was a new sort of pain. Then, just to annoy her, Samuel smiled at her again. "Is that the best you can do?"

[julian-brekker]

"interesting strategy, I suppose all is fair in war." She laughed as she walked. Anya stopped at the edge of the tower and sat down. She swung her legs over the bricks, dangling them over the drop. "I do. This place is the only place I can escape everything." She spoke pulling her wand out and turned over her shoulder and pointed it at the door. Locking it behind them. "Ready to drink?" She grinned with the challenge.

[samuelcolbert]

Samuel chuckled lightly as he walked next to her. He raised his eyebrows for a second when he noticed where she sat down. The boy didn't want to admit it, but he did feel a bit dizzy when it came to high places. "Uh, aren't you scared you're going to fall off?" 

[v--isforvanity]

Amelia let the conversation of Druella as a whole slip away, a light smirk grazing her lips. “I may not come off as what one would consider a traditional Ivy, though what’s more cunning than getting to a place, when the other believes it was there idea to start with? I don’t need a big show filled with shiny objects or cash to get what I want.” Lifting an eyebrow as she leaned closer,”What do you think I’m thinking about?”

[samuelcolbert]

Samuel examined her smirk, soon coming to notice that he was smiling, too. Amelia was clever. She was just the right kind of Ivy. This is exactly what Samuel had meant when he had defended Ivy's to his friends one day- some of them were shitty, but most of them were awesome. Like Amelia. "Well, I reckon that's what the real slyness is." Samuel let that conversation float away, slowly inching himself even closer to Amelia. He could feel her breath on his skin. "Well, I'm not a mind reader..." He gently grabbed her chin, looking deep into her eyes with an asking expression. "But I could almost swear that you want to kiss me."

[nash-mcnaughton]

The halls are so quiet.

[nash-mcnaughton]

I say we get Vanity in on this. I’ve been to her parties before. And holy shit. Plus. It’s less work for us.

[samuelcolbert]

Amelia? Yes, she does seem like a good party planner. Do you want to ask her?

[missparkerfrost-blog]

"Or perhaps people need to loosen up, I just want to have fun…this place is on the verge of becoming boring."

[samuelcolbert]

"Well, this place is a school..."

[julian-brekker]

Climbing higher and higher Anya just picked up the pace the closer they got to the top. She laughed when he purposed his idea on why she wouldn’t follow through, she turned back around again, back to the door that lead out on to the roof of the tower. “That’s where you’re wrong. Self preserverence is much more important that friendship. I don’t come around and bite my own ass if I know too much about me. But you can’t say the same about anyone else.” She smiled playfully and pushed the door open with out facing it. As she moved further out onto the roof a genuine smile spread across her face as she look up at the sky above her.

[samuelcolbert]

Samuel wasn't usually one to go to places like these just for fun. He usually spent time at the lake, and had never actually went to the tower if it hadn't been for a class. The boy watched as Anya moved gracefully, as if she had been there a hundred times before. As if she knew every corner of that tower. Which was probably true, from what he had heard. Samuel shook his head with a smile. "Friendship always comes first." He watched her open the door and walk into the room. He admired her smile for a while before opening his mouth again. "You seem to really enjoy this place."

[nash-mcnaughton]

The halls are so quiet.

[nash-mcnaughton]

I agree with you. And I think I heard talk of a Selwyns-Vanity party that might be coming up. Which just mean we need to score invitations.

[samuelcolbert]

Or then just have one of our own. The greatest party in the history of Salem. How does that sound?

[v--isforvanity]

"Gracious is stretching things a bit, though I’d prefer not to waste my days discussing her. There’s really no more to be said than she let the nightmares in her life, whatever they may be, control her." Amelia replied bluntly, it was true, she’d already had more than enough discussions with professors who had hoped that the girls in the year would be able to provide an explanation. Though, there was nothing to be said. "You don’t have to be the school’s biggest brain to thirst after knowledge. People have interesting ways of viewing the houses." She commented, eyes briefly flickering down before quickly returning to his eyes.

[samuelcolbert]

Samuel nodded with an understanding smile. "Yes, I agree. If she doesn't want people being around her then it means that we don't have to waste our time talking about her, either." Samuel was certain that Druella had caused enough hassle as it was, and she didn't deserve any more attention. That was probably what she wanted, anyway. The boy sneered at Amelia's next words. "Well, yes. But if you think about it like that, I don't think you should belong to Ivy at all. The fellowships are very complex." Samuel noticed her eyes flickering down before she looked at him again and bit his lip slowly, examining her eyes. "What are you thinking about?"

[thevainprior]

"You clearly have a death wish," Druella hissed, taking a small step forward as she glared up at him. "Wiping that smirk off your face is only step one," she noted, and without hesitation she used her strength to shove him against the wall, eyes narrowing as the tip of her nails brushed his skin. "It would be wise not to test me, I have a bit of a temper."

[samuelcolbert]

Samuel didn't stop smiling when she stepped forward with a angry look on her face. She was actually almost cute like this. Well, as cute as a dangerous wild animal can get. "Sorry, can't help it", he snapped."You're too cute." The boy was surprised to find himself against the wall with only little space between the two. "You going to kiss me, Druella?"

[missparkerfrost-blog]

"But the beauty in magic is that there’s potions for that. So, no complications, just those scared of having a little too much fun."

[samuelcolbert]

"Threatening people like that doesn't sound too fun to me! You've got some real anger management issues."

[sirredmayne]

Redmayne is not from a clan of actors; he comes from a family of bankers, a world which he attempted to understand with a stint of work experience while at school. “It was the greatest feat of acting ever working there,” he says, “having to pretend I knew what a share was when I didn’t have a clue.” (x)

[julian-brekker]

Anya continued down the hall keeping the unhappy thoughts out of her head. It was easy enough to do when someone else was around. She started up the stairs when he asked. She turned around, a few steps a head of him so she was at her height, “In the traditional ways of the Ivy Fellowship…If I told you I’d have to kill you.” She smiled at him before taking off up the stairs again.

[samuelcolbert]

As Anya kept going faster and faster, Samuel didn't want to catch up with her anymore. Actually, he liked seeing the way her blonde hair jumped around when she took another step. With a smile on his face, he looked at the girl who had now finally stopped for a moment. "I don't think you could kill me", the young man said, with a cheeky grin. He than started to follow Anya when she took off again. "I think you like me too much."