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Lacie viewed her schedule. These are some pretty weird names for classes
Lacie viewed her schedule. These are some pretty weird names for classes
(I’m going to be gone on Tuesday till Friday, just a warning)
"Where is spellbinding class?" some boy asks
"Where is potion brewing located?" Another boy asks
(did everyone forget about this)
Lacie pointed at the school ground map over by the entrance. "You can look over there if you need help finding something," she sheepishly smiled
the boys go over to the map and look at it, after they asked people started to ask more questions.
(Sorry for being gone so long I was at New Orleans)
(Oh neat. All I can think of when I hear or read something about New Orleans are benigets and Princess and The Frog….)
(Oh neat. All I can think of when I hear or read something about New Orleans are benigets and Princess and The Frog….)
(same)
“We should probably head back to our rooms we have a long day of classes tomorrow”
Quince nodded, "Agreed, let's head back."
Harper stands up and starts to head for the door, "I'm so not ready to have classes tomorrow, I am going to freak out."
“Just keep calm and you’ll do fine.” Quince smiled
"your right, I just need to keep calm." Harper sighs, "What time is curfew?"
“11.” He replied opening the door to their room
Harper walks in and flops on the bed, "I kinda miss my family. Do you?"
“A bit,” Quince replies sitting on his bed
"isn't there a welcoming dance or something later?" Harper asks, putting her head in her hands and looks at Quince.
“Yeah in a half hour.” He answered looking at his schedule
"Ughhhhhhhhhh, I have nothing to wearrrrrrr." Harper whines and sinks her head into her pillow
“Just wear something nice. I don’t really think it matters what you wear.” Quince said, reading a few pages of his book before setting it down again.
"I'll just wear my tee and shorts." Harper sighs, and sits up.
“Alright. I’m wearing what I have on. Let’s go.”
As she headed up to her room she didn’t change her cloths and said “do you need to change lacie
Harper puts her hair in a nice braid and looks to Quince, "I'm nervous."
“Don’t be. You have nothing to worry about.” Quince got up and opened the door.
"I hope your right." Harper mumbles and fidgets with the hem of her shirt, "I just don't want to be stuck with some weirdo trying make out with me."
“I’ll beat them up, don’t worry, Harper.” Quince softly smiled and continued walking to the party building
"Awwwwe, so sweet." Harper gives him a quick smile, "I think we could get to be good friends Quince." Internally she was freaking out, she really like Quince and he just said if anything happened to her at the dance he would protect her. She continues to walk beside him but kept thinking about how nice Quince is towards her.
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