Post by DJMichaels on Mar 16, 2005 20:36:20 GMT
Winter was gone now and spring was peaking through the cracks of melting snow. The sun was shining and the birds were chirping with a melodic song that made D.J. happy, yet sad. She dreaded the day she would have to go back home for break. Then again, D.J. hated going to her house when absolutely unnecessary. Though, D.J. knew she had to go home for Lorelai. Without D.J.'s guidance who knew what her mother would do to Lorelai? It's beyond D.J.'s reach unless she's there? What kind of whacked up world would be that way? Oh, yeah, this world.
D.J. thought of this as she made her way through Hogsmeade with her camera in her hand, capturing the imags before her. Photography was D.J.'s hobby, she was forced to sing opera. When Lorelai was born D.J. ran away, she worked at a diner for her foot and board. It was then she took up photography. When she wasn't working in the diner, she was out taking photos and selling them. She had lived that way until her letter came. She then had to return home. That was when things went wrong. Her father had welcomed her home, but her mother had not. None the less, D.J. stayed and went to Hogwarts.
The little squeal of children running around and playing made D.J. return from to the present. She was about to turn the corner when she heard a familiar voice, "D.J!!!" Lorelai ran up to D.J. Her curly red hair pulled back into two pigtails, and those familar green/brown eyes iced over with joy. D.J. smiled and knelt down to hug her sister, feeling happy. But, she knew this meant her mother was here as well. D.J. looked around but, didn't spot anyone, "Buhbay, where's Ma?" She asked the little red head who was travelling through Hogsmeade alone. The little girl smiled, "Ma say I could go lonely." Lorelai answered in a proud voice, D.J. grimaced at her sister's use of bad grammar. She sighed in disgust at her mother, and hled Lorelair's hand, "Let's get some ice cream." When they reached the ice cream parlor D.J. noticed someone from school, "Justin!" She picked up Lorelai and made her way towards him. She then set Lorelai down and smiled, this time sincerely, "My day just go a lot more bet-" She felt a small tug on her sleeve, D.J. looked down. "Oh! Justin this my sister, Lorelai." And as usual, Lorelai curtsied. The disadvantages of growing up proper.
D.J. thought of this as she made her way through Hogsmeade with her camera in her hand, capturing the imags before her. Photography was D.J.'s hobby, she was forced to sing opera. When Lorelai was born D.J. ran away, she worked at a diner for her foot and board. It was then she took up photography. When she wasn't working in the diner, she was out taking photos and selling them. She had lived that way until her letter came. She then had to return home. That was when things went wrong. Her father had welcomed her home, but her mother had not. None the less, D.J. stayed and went to Hogwarts.
The little squeal of children running around and playing made D.J. return from to the present. She was about to turn the corner when she heard a familiar voice, "D.J!!!" Lorelai ran up to D.J. Her curly red hair pulled back into two pigtails, and those familar green/brown eyes iced over with joy. D.J. smiled and knelt down to hug her sister, feeling happy. But, she knew this meant her mother was here as well. D.J. looked around but, didn't spot anyone, "Buhbay, where's Ma?" She asked the little red head who was travelling through Hogsmeade alone. The little girl smiled, "Ma say I could go lonely." Lorelai answered in a proud voice, D.J. grimaced at her sister's use of bad grammar. She sighed in disgust at her mother, and hled Lorelair's hand, "Let's get some ice cream." When they reached the ice cream parlor D.J. noticed someone from school, "Justin!" She picked up Lorelai and made her way towards him. She then set Lorelai down and smiled, this time sincerely, "My day just go a lot more bet-" She felt a small tug on her sleeve, D.J. looked down. "Oh! Justin this my sister, Lorelai." And as usual, Lorelai curtsied. The disadvantages of growing up proper.