Whishing

Ivy was sittinging against a tree and was stareing out at the Great Lake with her fat cat Cinnamon on her lap, clawing into her leg. "You know what fat cat," she said petting his head, "Sometimes I wish I wouldn't be so afraid of water. That way you and I could go swimming together!" She looked down at him grinning. He looked up at her and meowed in a very disaproving way. "Oh shush your tiny fluffy head!" She stuck her tounge out at him and rubbed his head harder.

Marki was striding confidently down towards the Great Lake; backwards. Yes, something about Marki caused her to live a rather backwards life. She could not even musted the energy to put other sweater the right way, it seemed, for she had it on backwards, the zipper running along her spine, the hood resting against her chest.

Her mini bullfrog Jeremiah was nestled into her hood, where he always seemed to be safest, and was currently snoozing away peacefully. She looked down at him and felt a small burble of happiness in her chest, before looking back forwa-... erm, backwards. She began to whistle a jovial tune, unafraid of looking like a fool, because, well... she already did.

She entered into an area of shade caused by a tree and her ears picked up a voice, but before she could identify it, her legs hit another pair. She was sent toppling and Jeremiah was thrown into the air. She reached up and caught him around his middle, pulling him to her stomach as she landed with a thud on her arse.

She had tripped on another girl's legs, a girl with long red hair and blue eyes. She also had a cat, which was what Marki's eyes fell on. She extracted her legs and scooted away slightly, pulling her legs up to her chest and plopping Jeremiah back into her hood, her eyes never straying from the cat. Finally settled, she extracted a hand and pointed at the cat, not even looking at the girl. "Cat."

As Ivy was petting her cat and talking about swimming with him, she felt a pair of legs hit her's and saw a girl with brown hair catching a frog and falling on her arse. Ivy just stared at her as she scooted away from her and putting the frog she caught into her hood of her sweater, that was on backwards.

The girl then pointed at Cinnamon and said,"Cat." Ivy noticed that she had been staring at him for awhile now. He yawned and stared at the girl. "Do you want to pet him?" Ivy asked picking him up off of her lap and held him like a baby.

Marki stared at the cat, who she found adorable; she found most animals cute but she especially liked this cat for some reason. It had character, and a little bit of an attitude as it yawned at her. She still had not even bothered to look at the girl, who asked if she wanted to pet it. She nodded her head but continued staring at the cat.

"I do, but Jeremiah will probably get squirmy and jealous, and that would just not be rad." She had a bad habit of using phrases from the eighties, so no one ever really knew what she was talking about. "But very nice cat. Reminds me of Garfield." Again, another reference that no one was sure to get. She finally looked up at the girl. "I'm Marki."

Ivy was staring down at the girl, who was staring at her cat still. She was very interested it her personality. She started talking about someone called Jeremiah, who she thought for a minute and relized she was talking about her frog that was in her hood. She had said the words, "rad" and "Garfield" which she has heard that name before.

The girl had finally looked up at her and introduced herself. In turn Ivy repied, "Nice to meet you Marki. I'm Ivy, Ivy Skye!" She smilled at her, "And this fatty here," she hugged the fluffy beast in her arms which made him squek and meow, "This is Cinnamon!" She took his paw and waved it towards Marki.

Marki grinned at her. Something about her name was very hip and groovy, though she would not know what those words meant either. Something about the foresty ivy meshing with the airy sky just made Marki smile. It was a unique name, and a pleasant one at that. She was tired of all the James', the Johns, the Nicoles, and the Annas. It was time for an Ivy.

She introduced Cinnamon and helped the cat wave at Marki. Marki waved back with a blank expression on her face and then plunged her hand into her hood, holding Jeremiah up and out with both of her hands, the Lion King song humming in her head. "This is Jeremiah, and yes he is a bullfrog." No one got the reference to which Jeremiah was named, but she had always liked it. She plopped him back into her hood and smiled blankly at the girl. "So are you sitting out here, talking to your cat, or are you actually doing something?" It may have sounded a tad rude, but Marki did not filter herself. She just spoke.

After Marki had waved back to Cinnamon, her face was kinda blank so Ivy thought she was thinking of something. She had brought out a bullfrog and introduced him as Jeremiah. Jeremiah the bullfrog sounded fimilar...her aunt probably said something like that once.

Marki asked Ivy if she was sitting outside talking to her cat or had to do something. She was a very honest and straight forward girl. She liked this about Marki. "Nope, just talking to fatty here. I was telling him that we should go swimming together...that is once I get over my fear of deep water..." Ivy started laughing after saying this. She didn't like to feel sad or scared so she would start laughing if she ever felt that.

"Anyways!" She said smilling at Marki, "What are you doing out here?"

Marki nodded. "That;s understandable, a lot of perfectly normal people have aquaphobia." It was ironic, Marki Gordon talking about normal people. "There was one Durmstrang girl I saw who almost fainted when she got off of the boat. She swayed when she got near the water and people had to support her. So, nothing to worry about."

She smiled, setting Jeremiah in the mud by the lake and answering Ivy contentedly, "Basically sitting here, talking to my frog. I don't have much to do today, and the weather was nice. Besides I-" Suddenly, a movement cut off her words and her head snapped to look across the grounds. She saw a bag skimming across the grass, pushed along by the light breeze that had rolled in. She sucked in a breath and lept to her feet. "My arch nemesis."

She suddenly stampeded forward, letting out a strangled yell, her battle cry of sorts. She was running as fast as her shortish legs would carry her, her hair whipping behind her. She sprung, pouncing through the air, and brought her elbow down of the bag,the rest of her body hitting the ground with an almighty thud. She yelled, "You though you could escape! Think again!" She hopped to her feet, holding the bag above her head. "Justice!"

The breeze picked up and the bag was ripped from her grip. She stared in shock as it floated away, over the lake, and out of sight. She shook her fists and fell to her knees. "CURSES!" She hung her head in shame.

Suddenly she hopped back up to her feet and turned on her heels, striding back to Ivy, her hands thrust in her jean pockets. She plopped down back in her spot, continuing on without a beat, "-don't have any homework at the moment, so I figured a day out in the sunshine might be in order.

Ivy was glad that she wasn't the only one afraid of the water. Also knowing it was called aquaphobia was a nice thing to add to her vocabulary. She listen to Marki and that she was sitting and talking with her frog when suddenly she stoped in the middle of her sentence and jumped up and yelling out a strange battle cry. Ivy stared up at her and giggled.

She took off running towards what looked like to be a plastic bag. She did a wrestler type move and pinned that bag to the ground as her body went thud! She held the bag over her head and yelled "Justice!" Ivy in return to this yelled out, "Huzzah!" and threw her fist up into the air.

A breeze came through blowing Ivy's hair in front of her face a little. As she placed Cinnamon back on her lap, she heared Marki yell out, "CURSES!" Ivy moved the har out of her face and pulled it to the side to see Marki on the ground.

She spun around and came back to Ivy, sitting back in her spot. She started back off where she left off. Ivy noded to the last part, "I agree with you, it's a perfect day to be out!" She smilled at Marki. "Also I bet you will conqure your nemesis one day!" She liked Marki a lot. She was energetic and random, Ivy decided that she would be her friend! No matter what!

The song Perfect Day by Hoku poped into her head. She picked up the fat cat and placed him on a patch of grass, he was happy and rolled around in it for a bit before going back to sleep. Ivy stood up and brushed herself off and sang out, "Sun's up. It's a little after twelve. Make breakfast for myself. Leave the work for someone else. People say...they say 'that it's just a phase.' They tell me to act my age,well I am!" she started to dance like she was in the 90's. She sang a bit louder in the chours,"On this perrrrfeeeect daaaay, nothing's standing in my way! On this peeeerfeeeect daaaay,when nothing can go wrong. It's the peeeerfeeeect daaaay! Tomorrow's gonna come too soon I could stay, forever as I am. On this peeeerfeeeect daaaay..." she trailed off to catch her breath.

Marki could see Ivy was a little surprised, but she looked a little more amused rather than put off, the way most people felt after one of Marki's stranger moments. Not many people could watch an almost grown woman go and attack an inanimate object and not think that there was something seriously wrong afoot. They usually escaped as soon as humanly possible.

She said that the day was indeed quite spectacular and Marki nodded, a bemused smile fixed upon her otherwise blank face. She said that Marki would someday defeat her nemesis, and Marki's face dropped into seriousness, her eyes rather wide. She nodded a slow, careful, but firm nod. In a voice of pure resolution she said, "I will. Someday. I will."

Ivy began to sing and though Marki had never ever heard the song before in her life, she bean to comedically bob her head. Ivy finished and Marki nodded, saying in a dreamy voice. "Good trick."