Post by LOGAN RILEY WHITLOCK on Apr 11, 2013 19:43:52 GMT -8
Herbology class. The single most, looked forward to class of Logans week. There were many reasons it was, of course. The hands on practical work, the unending things to be learned, the general cheerfulness that usually permeated throughout the class. All of it, drew him in. Flowers and plants had always been something that fascinated Logan, even from a young age. Which, granted, didn't make having guy friends easy as gardening was still widely regarding as a feminine hobby in a lot of places. But it never bothered him, and he let all the taunts just roll off like water.
For this class, Professor Sprout explained they would be working with Mimbulus Mimbletonia plants, and partners would be chosen. Logan was thrilled with both aspects of the class. He loved the odd, and slightly volatile plants, and being paired with someone new offered a chance to get to know someone. Admittedly, he was nervous about the second part. He often enjoyed working alone, mostly because he was a bit awkward in social situations. But he was determined to buck up and shove his anxiety aside for now. Unless of course his partner was someone who had no interest in the class, or worse, was foul to be around. He waited in anticipation as the names were paired down the list.
Finally, he heard his name.
"Logan Whitlock, you'll be paired with Benjamin Meyers. Alright everyone! Grab yourselves some goggles, raincoats, gloves and spades. We'll be replanting these beauties into bigger pots today. Be sure NOT to prod them too much, or you'll be smelling like a dirty barn."
Logan looked around anxiously to see his partner. At first, he thought perhaps his partner wasn't in class today, and the Professor had misread him being there. But sure enough a boy came walking over, looking a bit anxious as well. First impressions were always something to be prepared for, and Logan often muddied it up somehow. But this time he was determined to overcome his awkwardness. Logan promptly stood up, a friendly smile beaming away. He brushed some stray dirt off his hand and held it out to his partner. Everything was going smoothly so far.
"Logan Whitlock, though I guess you sort of new that already, so... Blast. That didn't go quite according to plan.. but he could still save it. Oh! Have you ever worked with Mimbulus mimbletonia before? "