+ IF EVER A WIZ THERE WAS

[Oz Gavin Jenson]

we're off to see the wizard,
the wonderful wizard of oz…

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Oz slipped into the Gym hoping to get lost in the crowd of costumes. He really hoped his beard covered his face well enough that not many would recognize him. He had snuck out for a moment to post a new Wizard Bulletin and the last one. He knew he was going to get severely punished for it but he had to do it or risk losing Alison altogether. He had to do something to show her he was willing to change things. This seemed the best way to do that.

Now he was standing off to the side in a dark brown wizard’s costume and oddly resembled Gandalf or Dumbledore dressed more traditionally. He leaned a bit on the staff, his heart was pounding a bit and he was feeling a little nervous and paranoid. He couldn’t help glancing around a bit. He wasn’t sure what to expect in reaction to that post, but whatever the reaction, he was sure he wasn’t going to like it. What were the chances anyone would just roll over and let it go. Hell, he wasn’t even sure who to look out for. Some people were just angry at treatment of their friends or people they were close with, siblings included.

He was feeling a desperate need to return to his dorm but he knew hiding wouldn’t do him any good. People would find him if they wanted to, especially the RSOR members. It was best he face his demons now and not later. He just hoped Isa didn’t give a repeat performance of their last spat. That would be extremely uncomfortable…not to mention if it turned up on YouTube AGAIN. He wasn’t looking forward to any encounters with…well…anyone. Even Alison wasn’t someone he wanted to necessarily see because he wasn’t sure what she’d say or do.

What was he doing here anyways!? He had been ousted from the community he had been a part of, so he should have just stayed back in his dorm. It wasn’t like his Roommates were around a lot and he’d at least have privacy. Oz, swallowed and realized his mouth was dry, causing him to move toward the punch, though he had brief concerns of spiked punch again like last year, he found he didn’t really care much. He just needed a drink.

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•• Tag • Open ••
•• Words • 387 ••
•• Outfit • CLICK ••
•• Lyrics • "We’re off to see the Wizard" by The Wizard of Oz ••

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