Maybe it was the three cheese-burgers she had before going to bed... Or the two milk-shakes... What ever it was, Rita-Anne's sleep wasn't restful...

The thunder crashed again, and the frozen rain tattered down upon the roof of the trading post. It was a poorly constructed thing, but it did, for the most part, keep out the chill ( Read more... )

For the past week, Terry had found Rita-Anne in the library, of all places, studying frantically, every night.

"Chemistry? Biology? Herbalism? Rita-Anne, what are you doing?"

"Nothing..."

"Ritannia..."

"Terry," Rita-Anne replied in a tired sounding voice, "Do you really expect me to believe you don't want me to study ( Read more... )

Everything in caps can clearly be heard throughout the floor on Fairgrove where Jannet, Rita-Anne and Terry live, in spite of the door being closed. The lower-case words are normal speaking volume ( Read more... )

Dear Diary,

I couldn't go to the V-day formal yesterday, 'cause I was trying for my biggest... ok, only, pooka-prank ever! I managed to add an AW cd into the dj's booth! :D

Too bad he never got to it thanks to the sound system blowing up...

Walking through the halls of Fairgrove is something you don't see everyday: a person-sized ball of blankets and hockey equipment with legs sticking out of it, and a stack of suitcases (among other things) with orange legs ( Read more... )

Rita-Anne looked around the room she was staying at ( Read more... )

LJ Username: rita_anne_terry ( Read more... )