Recent content by Trista Paramore

Now I wanna know what it is T_T

http://www.scottpilgrimthemovie.com/avatarCreator/download/index.php?f=/1283621490201img5893153.jpg Here is mine~

10/10 MYSTERY MACHINE! -glomps-

Fenton seemed a bit slow to respond at first but that was understandable, Trista had woken him up after all. She knew how disoriented she was when she first woke up and he seemed to be the same, though he was quick enough once he seemed to realize what was going on. Pulling him to her and her...

[color=#820BBB]After Tristas negative answer there were a few more minutes of silence before she felt Fenton start to move once more before finally sliding out of the bed completely, telling her to stay put and that he'd be back, making the bed more comfy to make up for his absence, but before...

Of course while it had been incredible for Fenton, For Trista? Not so much, of course she knew the first few times never were good for the female of the equation she thought it bloody unfair. But she supposed there was nothing that could be done about it. Instinctively burrowing herself in...

Had Tristas mind not been occupied by other things she would have wondered just how they had gotten from making breakfast to this so quickly. Then again the two of them never really did do anything normally did they? Either way she would contemplate that later. Because right now her Ravenclaw...

At Fentons accusation of Trista 'burning it all' she rolled her eyes. Flicking him in the side of the head with a smirk. "A few brown spots on the eggs isn't 'burning it all' babe. I oughta' thump you a goodn' for that." she responded, her accent once again getting stronger at the most random...

Trista was still processing just what had happened they day before. She had actually been in a pro quidditch stadium with her broom and quidditch robes rather than just having to make the horrible walk up all those stairs to watch others live out her seemingly impossible dream. She had been to...

Trista watched Fenton intently as his eyes scanned over the letter not once but twice, just as she had had to to let it kind of sink in though it still hadn't completely. She was actually going to be trying out to be on a Pro quidditch team! They thought she was good enough to give her a shot...

As Trista knew she should have seen coming, instead of him blindly levitating the trunk into the room and waiting for her to meet him back in the living room. Fenton decided instead to follow her and the trunk into her now dust free bedroom. She chuckled as he called out after her, obviously not...

Though she didn't exactly need the help getting up Trista took Fentons hand anyways. For a second her playful side wanted to pull him down with her but something told her with the sudden freedom of not being around any sort of professor or parental figure would get to their heads and while she...

Trista apparated into her apartment with a rather loud crack, though unfortunately she still wasn't quite used to the sensation of the difficult bit of magic. So without fail she soon found herself tripping over her own feet and falling down on the nearby couch. Thanking god she hadn't apparated...

Trista got less and less forceful with her tugging as they neared the food table. Though after seeing Kats reaction he did deserve it she didn't have the heart to keep it up all the way there. Once they got to the food table she look at him as he spoke, complaining about his ear. "Well at the...

Trista couldn't help but smile as she felt Fentons strong arms wrap themselves around her waist. She shifted her weight back the slightest bit, leaning into him as he rested his head on her shoulder. She turned her head and planted a small kiss on his cheek. "You love me because I'm lazier than...