Before it's too late -Elizabeth-

[Elizabeth Beauchamp]

Elizabeth's eyes widened just a tiny bit when he made the comment, "Where have you been all my life." Oh, I would love to be in yours for the rest of your life.

"I would love to play volleyball with you during break. But, just to inform you right now, I will kick your ass," Elizabeth told Mack with a smirk. "I would also love to play Quidditch with you sometime. I always go to the matches thinking that it would be so much fun to play." Elizabeth's eyes glazed over at this point because she started imagining how it would feel to have the wind whipping through her hair.

"I totally agree with you about liars. I can't stand them. My favorite book? Ummm, I have so many. I would have to say that it is Outlander. It is the perfect mix of history, action, and romance." Elizabeth had to keep that short and simple. Otherwise, she would have gone on and on about books.

"What is one thing that you don't like about yourself?"

[Mackenzie Stone]

Mack's smirk grew wider. This girl was amazing. She really was. "You keep thinking that, Lizzy." Mack used a random nickname that popped into his head. He didn't know where it came from, but Lizzy sounded like a suitable nickname for Elizabeth. Right? Well, if not, she was going to deal with it.

"Outlander is a good book. I personally love To Kill a Mockingbird. It's just an amazing classic, honestly." Mack chuckled, he wasn't afraid to admit his love for that book. "My sister always sends me books she reads, in class or for fun. It's something we have still, since I'm no longer home much." Mack told her with a sad smile. It was their thing.

"I don't like how I can be an ass to people sometimes. For no reason. It depends on my mood, honestly. And who I'm with. You caught me on a good day. I couldn't let a cute girl like you cry in the common room. Now could I?" Mack smiled, he had just called her cute, and he didn't feel bad about it at all. Although something told him he should feel bad about it. She was cute.

"Favorite thing to do when you're bored besides reading a book."

[Elizabeth Beauchamp]

It was such a refreshing thing for Elizabeth to talk to somebody about books. Most people just kind of ignore her when she goes off on her rants. This guy is really surprising her. Who would've thought tonight would be the night that I would talk to this amazing guy?

"To Kill a Mockingbird is a really good book, too. I like to think that I was kind of like Scout when I was growing up. It's really sweet that you are really close to your sister." Elizabeth gives Mack a sweet smile. "Most older brothers wouldn't really admit that."

Elizabeth knew that he could be an ass sometimes. She does go to every Quidditch match. "Mack, it's okay if you are an ass sometimes. Everyone has those times. Trust me, I can be a real bitch sometimes. Hey, isn't it weird that guys are only really called asses or dicks and girls are called bitches? I know some guys that really should be called out on their bitchiness." Elizabeth stopped, eyes wide, after that. "Sorry about that. Sometimes I ramble. It is kind of my bad habit. And, I would like to think that most of your days are good days, not just because I'm cute. Which I have to admit that I am, but thank you for telling me," Elizabeth said with a half-smirk.

"Well, most of the time, I am reading a book. But, on the rare times that I'm not, I like to write. Whether it be fiction, or non-fiction, sometimes I just need to let out my feelings." However, Elizabeth would never let anyone read those writings. She was really anal about her writing. She doesn't think that anything she writes is good enough for others to read.

"What is your favorite thing to do before bed?"

[Mackenzie Stone]

"I'm not ashamed to admit it. I love Sam. She's my little girl. The most important girl in my life." Mack told her honestly. For the first time that night, his mind flashed to Dria. Not for the reasons it should have though. It was because he knew Dria should me the most important girl in his life, and yet she wasn't. Sam still was. If Mack was honest with himself, he knew they weren't exactly a good pair to be in a relationship. They didn't have much in common, and their personalities clashed majorly.

"No problem." Mack smirked back. "And it's also cute when you ramble." Mack was saying what was on his mind, like he often did. He never had a problem saying what was on his mind. It was something that he had grown used to over the years hanging around his friends and such.

Mack smiled at her widely. "Write? You'll have to show me sometime." He didn't write, honestly. Not much at least, but that didn't stop him from writing out a few things that were on his mind in a journal he had. "I like to go over things that have happened. Like some of my favorite times and stuff like that. Things that make me smile. I like to think it makes me have good dreams instead of bad ones."

"What do you want to do after Hogwarts?"

[Elizabeth Beauchamp]

Elizabeth felt herself slowly falling for this seemingly perfect guy. Of course, everyone has their faults, and Elizabeth understands that, but Mack just seems like the right guy for her. "Yeah, I totally feel the same way with my sisters. Everyone loves Jane, so I don't have to worry about her. But, I do worry about Mary. I have to admit, she is a little awkward, but people don't really give her a chance. They just label her as a freak and put her to the side," Elizabeth laughed at this. "Who would've thought that I would be the freak in the family?" She gave a sardonic smile. "I feel bad being this far away from her, just in case something happens." Elizabeth started playing with the fingers that were intertwined with hers. "When we were growing up, she would always come to me if people were picking on her. Me, being me, I would go out and kick their scrawny asses. But, now, even though she is a teenager, I still have that protectiveness towards her."

Her mother would always yell at her if she would ramble, so Elizabeth tries not to. According to her mother, no one would want to be around someone who can't even speak properly. Of course, she would say that they wouldn't want to be around her anyway since she isn't as beautiful as Jane. "Oh, you are just saying that. It is so not cute when I ramble. But, I appreciate you saying that. It makes me feel better."

Elizabeth kind of glazes over commenting on showing him her writing. It's personal, and she didn't think that she could show that much of her soul to someone. "Let's see...After Hogwarts, I will probably train to be a healer. I want to be useful and actually help people out. I don't think that I could just sit behind a desk, not really doing anything of importance."

"What are the things that make you smile?"

[Mackenzie Stone]

"Hey, we're not freaks. We're special." Mack laughed at her. So they were the freaks of their families... they didn't have to call themselves freaks. Even if they sort of were. "It's good you're protective of your family, though. It shows you care about them. But I really can't imagine you kicking some scrawny dude's ass. I can't picture you kicking anyone's ass, honestly." Mack laughed before squeezing her hand tightly.

"I really mean that. I think it's cute when someone rambles." He laughed. "Remember, I hate liars. So why would I be one?" he made sure he never lied because he hated liars. It was only fair. He didn't want to be a hypocrite.

"I can see you as a healer. I think you'd be good at it. Helping people and such." Mack didn't know why he could see her as a Healer. She just seemed like she would fit in there.

Mack thought about it for a moment before answering. "Well my sister, obviously. But quidditch is another thing. I love quidditch. My friends... my best friend Phoenix. I also love bacon. Makes me smile every time." Mack joked with her. "Pretty girls make me smile too though." Mack said seriously, looking at Lizzy in her blue eyes.

"Something you hate?"

[Elizabeth Beauchamp]

"Hey! Only some of us are special. And you are definitely special," Elizabeth laughed sarcastically at him. "Me, however, I take pride in being a freak." She yelled, "FREAKS UNITE!" More calmly, she said, "You are not allowed to join our club. We don't accept special people. We only accept freaks." This was true. Elizabeth did see herself as a freak, but she really didn't care. She didn't really put stock into what other people thought. And, she really didn't see the harm in being a freak. It just meant that she was different, but not a bad person.

"You would be a liar because you don't want to hurt my feelings?" Elizabeth questioned unsure. "I mean, a girl crying once is enough. You would probably run for the hills if I started crying again. But, that would also prove that I am a freak. I mean, I have already cried, laughed, and then cried some more. You would probably want to put me in a mental institution if I cried again. But, who knows, it might be fun in there. Shit! Sorry, I'm rambling again. I try not to, but sometimes I just have verbal diarrhea. I will try to correct it in the future." Great. Now I sound like a complete dumbass. Just great.

"Do really want to know if I kick people's asses? Is that a challenge? If it is, I will take you right here, right now." Elizabeth started giggling. "Oops. That sounded sexual. My mad. Either that, or I am just getting tired. Things always sound sexual to me when I'm tired. I can't help it.

"Aww, pretty girls make you smile? So, that must mean that you look in the mirror a lot," Elizabeth giggled. "I really hate immaturity. Having fun and goofing around to let off steam is one thing. And I understand that. I do that. But, when someone is just immature all of the time, it just really pisses me off, and I can't stand being around them. That is why I like to keep to myself most of the time."

"What did you honestly think of me before? And, what do you think of me now?"

[Mackenzie Stone]

This girl was crazy. Absolutely crazy in such an amazing way. She was like a drug that made Mack constantly smile. He couldn't seem to keep the smile off his face. "So I can't join your club!?" Mack asked her with another pout. "Not fair." He would have crossed his arms over his chest if he didn't have her under his arm and his fingers intertwined with hers.

Did.... she just say. verbal diarrhea?. Mack gave her a weird look, but it changed to a smile. "Like I said. Cute." He said it as if she had just proven her right about that. He didn't lie. He didn't have the heart to lie, honestly. He was just a huge softie that hid behind a heartless man. Simple as that.

Mack smirked before leaning down and putting his lips right next to her ear. "And what if I said I wanted you to take me right here and now." He was pretty sure they both knew they weren't talking about fighting anymore. They were flirting like they had been all night.

"Of course I look in the mirror often. Someone has to look at this handsome face of mine." He said, pulling his lips away from her ear and talking normally while looking at her. "I thought you were a shy girl, that kept to herself." Mack laughed. "But now I think you're a girl that hides her problems so she can seem tough, and doesn't talk because she simply doesn't want to. But that's fun to talk to and be around."

"What did you want to be when you were little and didn't know you were a witch?"

[Elizabeth Beauchamp]

Mack was such a sweet, sweet guy. Elizabeth couldn't believe that she never took the time to talk to him before. He was like the perfect medicine to cure her shattered heart. She looked at him and laughed, "Well, since I am ruler of the Freak Club, then I say no. No, you cannot join. Deal with it, nerd," Elizabeth laughed harder. She felt so comfortable around him that she could let her normal, teasing personality come out without fear of mockery.

"I will take your word on verbal diarrhea being cute, oh master of all things diarrhea. I shall learn from you and I bow to you." Elizabeth still had her hand in his, but she bowed her head in respect. But, she couldn't hold it for too long, and she threw her head back and let out a loud laugh.

Elizabeth turned to face Mack, leaned in really close, looked him square in the eye and said, "If you want me, I am right here. Why don't you be a man of action and do something about it?" After holding eye contact for a bit, she winked at him and let out a little giggle. "Oh, I think that there are plenty of people that look at that handsome face of yours." She took his chin in her hand and shook his head a bit.

"Thanks for telling me what you really think. A lot of people would lie, but I know that you aren't like that. When I was really little, don't laugh, I wanted to be a model." Elizabeth took a breath. "I wanted to be a model to prove my mother wrong. To show her that I was pretty. But, as I grew up, I either wanted to be a publisher like my father or be a surgeon."

"What do you look for in people?"

[Mackenzie Stone]

"Fine, me and my nerds will make our own club, and you'll be shunned from it!" Mack told her with a smug look saying that he thought he won, even though that wasn't actually the case. He knew she had won, it was kind of a unspoken rule in Mack's brain that he always let the girls win everything. Even a silly argument.

Mack laughed. "I am the master of all things diarrhea, bow down to my awesomeness." He chuckled. This was probably one of the weirdest conversations he has ever had with a girl before, yet it was strangely not awkward or anything. It was kind of cute in a weird way.

Mack's smile was wiped completely off his face when she moved her face close to his. Exceedingly close. He could feel her breath. Feel her in his personal bubble and didn't want to force her out of it. Things weren't like this with Dria. They were completely different, whereas him and Elizabeth seemed to kind of just click. Maybe this was what Phoenix had been going on and on about with the girl called Rayne. The one he had yet to meet.

He wanted to lean in. He wanted to press his lips to hers and see if they fit like he thought they would, but he couldn't. He had a girlfriend. It wouldn't be right to go kissing another girl. Would it? No... of course not.

"I think you're pretty enough. I think you're prettier than any of those other model I've seen on magazines." He had ignored the comment about his handsome face. Sure, he knew he was good looking, but if he hadn't ignored it, he would have ended up blushing, and he hated it when he blushed. It didn't look right on his face. "Surgeon? I don't think I could handle cutting someone open without puking my guts out, honestly." Mack was trying to ignore the fact that he had just had the urge to kiss her. Something he shouldn't even be thinking about when he had a girlfriend, yet he couldn't stop the thought from entering his mind and staying there.

"I look for honestly, a sense of humor, fun to be around, and people that make me smile. I don't do much of that, actually. Only a few people can keep smiles on my face. You seem to be one of them." He told her honestly with another smile on his face. There was no denying that Elizabeth was gorgeous. Her blue eyes that went with her long flowing brown hair looked amazing on her. She could make Mack smile. He was himself around her. But that didn't mean he was going to cheat... did it? No, of course not. He hoped.

"Biggest turn off."

[Elizabeth Beauchamp]

Merlin, what is it about this guy? I can feel the electricity sparking around us just talking to him. The awesome tension that was building up around Elizabeth and Mack made her brain go fuzzy. She kept losing her train of thought, and she doesn't understand how that can happen. She never felt that way before, and it was kind of freaking her out. Elizabeth liked being in control; that was just who she was. But, around Mack, she felt the control slipping, and she liked and feared that loss.

"Hey, you may think that I am pretty, but I know that I am not. I grew up with my mother telling me that I wasn't good enough; wasn't pretty enough, and now that I am old enough to understand, I know that she is right. She always worshiped my older sister, Jane, because she is exactly what she wanted. To her, I am a disappointment. I'm not as pretty as Jane. I'm not as nice as Jane. And, like my mother says, I am going to end up alone because of it." Elizabeth gives Mack a sad smile. Talking about her mother always brought out hard feelings in her. This is also why she acted so strong. She didn't want to people to see how weak she actually was.

"Aww, I make you smile? I seem to either make people smile or frown, so I'm glad that you're in the former." Elizabeth looked up at him and smiled.

"Um, my biggest turn off? I really hate it when people don't have a sense of humor. Now, I am a pretty serious person." Elizabeth looked up at his chuckle. "Hey! I am. But, I also know how to have fun and be goofy. And, I really hate it when people get on my case about it. I just want to tell them to fuck off most of the time. I deserve to have a little fun."

"Let's turn this more personal. Virgin or not?"

[Mackenzie Stone]

Mack turned serious. There was no way he was going to let this beautiful girl think she wasn't pretty enough. Or smart enough. Or nice enough. "Don't listen to her. You're one of the most beautiful girls in this entire school." Mack brought his hand up and cupped her face gently. "Don't let anyone tell you differently. You're amazingly nice. If you weren't. I would have gone up to bed a long time ago." He joked with her, but made sure his face showed how serious he was. "You'll meet someone you want to spend the rest of your life with, and he'll feel the same way."

"I get it. You have to know how to have fun along with being serious. I get that. I would hate being with sticklers all my life." He laughed, slowly moving his thumb on her cheek, he didn't want to take his hand off of it, even though he knew he probably should.

Mack was kind of shocked she asked that... but he was going to answer it truthfully. "I am still a virgin. But don't tell anyone." He winked at her. "Most people think I'm not because of how I act and such." He wasn't ashamed of it, really. It just added to his popularity though. The bad boy kind of act.

"What about you... are you a virgin?" He hadn't repeated any question before, but he wanted to know her answer to this one.

[Elizabeth Beauchamp]

Elizabeth shivered with the intensity of her feelings. The combination of Mack's look, touch, and words caused a flood of desire to run though her. His voice. Oh, Lord, his voice just does things to me.

She tried to play it off and continue with their conversation. "Yeah, you don't really seem like you would be a virgin, at least to people that don't know you. On the outside, you seem like the stereotypical jock who would bang any girl that he wanted. And I don't think Alexandria helps any." Elizabeth clasped a hand over her mouth. She didn't mean to bring up his girlfriend. And, she definitely didn't mean to bad mouth her. Great. Now he probably thinks that I am a bitch. "Um, sorry. I really didn't mean it in a bad way. She just seems, I don't know, a little loose? But, don't get me wrong. I think that it makes you that much more attractive that you are a virgin. It makes you different than all of the other hormone-driven guys at this school." The whole conversation was making her blush, but, in typical Elizabeth fashion, she didn't want to let Mack know how much he was affecting her.

"If we are really being honest...Yes, I am a virgin. But, I did come really close to not being one." Elizabeth looks down in shame. "During the Yule Ball in our fourth year, I didn't know that the punch was spiked. I thought it tasted different, but I didn't really pay any attention to it. And, it tasted good anyway. I ended up getting really wasted, and before I knew it, I was in an empty classroom with a guy, almost to the point. I stopped it before it got too far, and I really haven't been with a guy since." She was really ashamed of what almost happened. She felt like a dirty, common whore, and she didn't want to feel that way ever again.

"What is your favorite band?"

[Mackenzie Stone]

Elizabeth wasn't telling Mack anything he didn't already know. Most of the girls at Hogwarts tried to get in bed with him. He denied them of course. It was easier when he had a girlfriend to use as an excuse. It didn't mean they all stopped though. There was still a stray few that would try.

Mack just laughed at her comment of Dria. "Don't worry. It didn't offend me or anything. Most people don't get the chance to see the side of Dria I do." It was true. Mack had thought she was a complete bitch before he had actually met her. Even after a bit he did too. But that hadn't stopped her from being completely infatuated with her for some reason.

"I'm glad you didn't... I'm glad you told him to stop. You're going to want your first time to be with someone special. That's why I'm waiting..." Mack admitted with a sheepish grin. It was true, even if that made him a sissy.

Mack chuckled at her question. "Probably The Academy Is... Phoenix has forced their sound into my brain and it's kind of catchy." Phoenix was always playing their songs. Mack had grown to like them, actually.

"Favorite shampoo." Mack asked with a grin. That question might sound girly, but he didn't care much.

[Elizabeth Beauchamp]

Elizabeth was glad that Mack wasn't offended by her comments about his girlfriend. Even if they were the truth, she didn't like to hurt people. "I will have to take your word about Alexandria. Me and her don't really have the best history. But, you're a nice guy, so you have to be able to see something in her that I can't." I really need to stop this. He has a girlfriend who he obviously cares about. Get it through your head: he does not want to be with you. Build a bridge and get over it.

She was glad that she didn't let that loser take advantage of her, and she was glad that Mack decided to do the same. It made him that much more special. She was also glad that Mack did not like any of the mainstream crap music that major labels try to force feed down people's throats. Even though The Academy Is is a little different than what she normally listens to, but they are still a good group.

"That is a random question, but I'm not really picky about my shampoo. It can be any brand, as long as it smells like lavender. People always say that it smells like old grandma, but it's really soothing. With all of the stress in my life, taking a shower, letting the water run down my body with the smell of lavender swirling around me calms me like no other." Elizabeth got a little caught up with her description because she closed her eyes and let her mind wander to what it feels like.

"Where do you see yourself in ten years?"