Sophia Ødegård

"Have you seen my puffskien?  If you see it don't go near it; it's fanged."

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Farkle did in fact notice. Well, to be clear, he noticed something, but he wasn’t entirely sure what it was. He has had mixed reactions on his jokes before, they tended to be huge swings and misses. But the strange flash of teeth–that didn’t seem to have something right about them– then startled reaction was odd. He assumed it was nothing, rather than embarrass himself, and moved on.

“I don’t really know about vampires. Despite the centuries of us knowing and sometimes tolerating their existence, vampires keep to themselves and their power a secret from wizards with good reasons. It wasn’t until the Ministry came out with a law for the Treatment of Non-Wizard Part-Humans that there’s been a semblance of peace.” Farkle tried to explain, it was a very complicated matter, one that he hadn’t been well-versed in. “I know they have some kind of magic, although I’m unsure if it’s a wizard’s magic or something else. Magic corrupted.”

“It must suck, you know.  Being a vampire.”  she sighs.  “The sun being their killer; that and wooden stakes but I’m not exactly sure.  Though, you did answer my question so I guess you’ll be my tutor.  I’m only available on Tuesdays and Wednesday as Monday and Thursday I’m busy with club things and friday is devoted to outside activities.”  She graces him with a smile before looking at the older boy dead in the eye.

“Make me study on the weekend and you won’t wake up Monday morning due to excruciating death.”

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Farkle frowned, cursing his own pride. Isadora would be a good tutor for Sophia, but the thought of her ditching him because he was inadequate in his teachings was a rather sharp sting. “It depends on the magical creature,” He begrudgingly answered. “Wizards that are turned into werewolves retain all magical abilities. Although it is unclear if they still have the ability when they are incapacitated as the beast because they never have enough mental strength to perform a spell. Have you already started learning about werewolves in your Defense Against the Dark Arts class?”

He pointed a finger at her with only the tiniest smile, “Also. Don’t call me smartie pants. Only dimwits and five-year-olds resort to that kind of name calling.”

“How about vampires?” she asked very intrigued with the older boys words as she pulled out one of those blood flavoured lollipops from Honeydukes and pops it in her mouth.  “Do they just loose it all?” she asks with her mouth filled with the candy.  She’s so interested in the conversation with him that she barely feels her fangs kick in due to the flavour of the candy.

When he makes a joke she pulls out the lollipop and  gives him a toothy smile and she finally feels her fangs brush against her tongue.  Her eyes go wide and she immediately covers her mouth.  Maybe he didn’t notice.

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“I share that sentiment. Intelligence is rather meaningless if you have nothing to apply it to.” His eyes narrowed, he was hesitant on moving topics. He was meant to give advice on Transfiguration, he had no credentials on giving life advice especially to a child. He doubts any of his words would have any weight or meaning to her, but if there was the tiniest chance she would care, he ought to say something.

“But priorities mean everything. Hopefully, you won’t have to experience anything horrible, real life won’t catch up with you until after Hogwarts. Right now, you’re okay. And homework is the most important thing.” Farkle tried to explain, his face scrunching up, very uncomfortable with talking about this. Reluctantly placing a hand on her shoulder like his friends would do for him whenever he got lost in dark thoughts. “For the moment at least. You need to pass these classes so that you’ll be prepared when you leave Hogwarts and have to deal with the real world. I guess it seems very mundane and frivolous to you, but if you focus and just solve problems one by one, it will be easier.” He paused, trying to gauge if she even cared about what he was saying or if cruel words were about to come like it was with most children.

Farkle Minkus was known to be a genius, yes there could possible be even smarter people but was it possible to manipulate a genius into giving her the info she needed.  “Okay, smartie pants.” she giggles.  “I’ll have you as my tutor and apply myself to classes if you are able to answer my question.”  her eyes look at him innocently and she gives him a brief smile.

“Person A was a wizard, they lost all their magical ability because they had transformed into another magical creature.  Is it possible for Person A to regain those abilities and how?  Just a little thoughtful question for Hogwart’s well known genius,  I need to know I’m committing to the right tutor.  If not, I’m sure Isadora Smackle will have the answer and be able to make me excel in my classes at the same time.”

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Farkle grinned, sitting down next to her at the table. “Well, thank you for exercising your self-control.” He teased. “I’m unsure about a lot of things tied to the social norms of society, but lucky for you. I am not unsure about Third Year Transfiguration.”

Going ahead and pointing out the current chapter that her curriculum would be going over. He pulled out one of his pens and pointed out the principles to the wandwork for the spells while explaining the simple guidelines for each one. “You seem considerably smart for a third year;” A high compliment by Farkle standards, but rather backhanded. “if you applied yourself, you will be passing your class before the term ends.”

She’s scared he’ll figure it out that moment to pulls out her wand and something magical doesn’t happen he’ll question her.  It wasn’t her fault,  It wasn’t like she was meant to live.  She was already sick and going to Hogwarts for a couple years would have made her short life memorable but instead her parents were six feet under and she was forever 12 years old because a healer thought vampire blood would save her.  It did now she was stuck in a giant mess.

“I believe that intelligence isn’t marked by how you preform in a classroom or how you do on an exam.  I believe real intelligence is a matter of real life and how we use what we learned to it.  I prefer to apply myself in other extracurriculars than homework.”

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Farkle’s eyes narrowed only slightly, finding the girl no more odd than himself. Maybe if he was better at understanding societal norms, he might have thought differently about her, but he didn’t. He was clueless and surprisingly amused. “Actually, I did know that. But I learned before I even came to Hogwarts. I learned Human Anatomy when I was 7, although I’m still scarred from one of the later chapters.” He joked, grinning easily. “I have met someone blunter than you. She’s my girlfriend-” He froze, realizing that he spoke too soon, he and Isadora were still taking things slow. “Er… friend-esis. I mean, friend. I have a friend. She’s my friend.”

“Are you sure you can’t kill me now? I have the tendency to put my foot in my mouth. It’s very annoying for myself.” He joked, referring how he had just been a stuttering mess.

“Um.” He paused, not knowing how to respond to that. He knew about the fight but was a little bit too biased for both sides. “So, yeah. Transfigurations? That’s good. You’re a second year?”

“My boyfriend is like that; he’s very blunt.  It’s enjoyable because they say whats on their mind and it actually feels reassuring.  You also seem unsure about your friend or not friend.”  She opens her text book, turning to the designated page slowly, wanting to rather talk to him than study.  “You seem unsure.”

She laughs.  “I can but it’s taking a lot of control for me not too.”  Too much control if you asked her.  His blood honestly smelt too good from across of him but she rather not rise the death toll of this school.  She bit her lip hard to distract herself from the smell but the hunger was all too strong.

“Third actually.”

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Her outburst didn’t help his nerves at all, only setting them off even worse. Leaning slightly back, to keep some distance once she stepped closer. A light, somewhat bitter, smile coming to his face when she said that his a less busy schedule. Feeling like that could be taken the wrong by implying he had no life. She wasn’t wrong, though so Farkle could take it humorously.

Farkle furrowed his brow at her, his slight annoyance and amusement offsetting his nerves after she finished talking. He pointed a finger at her non-threateningly, “You’re not supposed to point out when someone is nervous. It tends to only make them more nervous. I learned that in my first year.” That was less of a joke and more of an informing statement. 

He hurriedly put away her notion of finding a different tutor, “No. no no.” He stuttered, unsure if he was offended or jealous of the idea. “No need to go bother Adrien. Let’s leave him entirely out of this. I can help you.”

          She stared at his finger in front of her then back at him then back at the finger.  “Did you know if you bite a finger hard enough you could bit it off? I learned that in my first year.” she says as she fakes a bite of the air and looked back at the boy to see if he ignited a reaction.  “I suppose you aren’t used to people who are blunt as I am not used to being someone obviously nervous.”

          She doesn’t smile, she just merely looks at him with a tiny smirk to see if she could make the sixth year squirm.  “I’m not going to kill you.” she begins.  “Yet.”  

          She already loves the boy’s personality; its awkward and somewhat introverted and his reactions are very entertaining.  “Yeah, I probably shouldn’t.  He must still be recuperating from his fight with that boy from Gryffindor and girl from Slytherin.  Apparently Professor Chambers let him go and gave the other two detention.  Rumour is it was totally favouritism.”  She pulls out a couple books,  “Let’s start off easy, transfiguration?”

          She smiles.

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Farkle’s brows raised at the young girl that came in, he had never had to deal with a student so young. Usually, they managed well enough on their own or with friends. It wasn’t until the fourth year that the course work made most students get their first tutor. “Um- yeah, sure.”

He cleared off some space on the table and sat down on the corner of it, and gestured towards the chair at the table. “If you want to sit, go ahead.” He idly scratched at the back of his neck. “Which- uh, classes did you need help with?” This girl was him all kinds of nervous. She was a child, no older than a third year or something. And he was terrible with kids. Either he made them cry, or they would mercilessly tease him. Something about his personality didn’t settle with them.

          She can sense an awkwardness around him, not something she was used to.  She had met Mekhai’s friends and they were all seventh years and were all rather confident.  They cracked jokes and even made fun of her boyfriend when they could; she knew she made Farkle nervous but she didn’t know why.  She takes a step towards the seat but looks straight into his eye, “You’re nervous, I can tell.” she blurts out.

           Her bright eyes blink, “Theres a lot of things to be nervous about but my presence shouldn’t be one.  I could always ask someone else to tutor me,  my boyfriend’s older somewhat brother Adrién said he could.  I really wouldn’t want you to feel nervous.”  The third year say with a small smile.  “I just need someone with less of a busy schedule because I’m failing most of my classes.” 

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“It happened on my first date with Mekhai actually.” she blushed.  “I wanted to do something with fire but Mekhai said we could do even bigger.  I picked Mary Ann, she’s basically to nice and too happy for my liking.  So we made her room into the ultimate horror room, she was never able to leave until we did the reversal spell.  I think she moved away.”

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Farkle set his book bag down at the front desk in the room, having opened the Tutoring room a few minutes before with his own set of keys. Slughorn had entrusted him with several keys before as Farkle frequently ran errands for him or led meetings. He had decided to open early for the day for students that needed more time to come get help with their studies. The second term at Hogwarts always tended to be a little more relaxed in classes, but that was always because students would begin preparing for the end of the year test. Fourth years and Seventh years having to take the ever important O.W.L.S and N.E.W.T, respectively.

Farkle, still a sixth year had only taken the O.W.L. so far but had learned enough material that he was prepared to tutor any Seventh years for their N.E.W.T. exams. The professors’ had started recommending more students to get tutoring help, after the time spent out of school and the trauma that some students were now facing after Joshua’s death. The finals were going to be more simple than they had been, but they still weren’t canceled. He looked up when the first person walked in, “What can I help you with?” Smiling awkwardly, always the socially inept bean that he embodies.

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          Sophia was in a shit of a mess.  Her course load was becoming magic heavy and her secret has yet to come out.  Upon walking to the tutoring room she knew she couldn’t compel anyone here and it was inevitable for her to ever do magic again.  She was doing everything to try to get it back but who would believe that a muggleborn like her just lost her magic after a car accident. So maybe it was what happened during the initial collision but there had to be a way to get her magic back until then Hogwarts was the only home she had.

          The minute she steps in her heart races due to the smell of Farkle Minkus’ blood and how terrible hungry she now felt.  Then he speaks to her and her already dark persona vanishes and she barely gets a word out.  “Umm-I-Umm.  I needed to get some help on a couple classes.”  Snake knew a pretty face, she couldn’t kill him now.

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Critical Role Ask Meme

Grog: Would you rather lose your best friend or all of your friends except for your best friend?

Keyleth: Share a shameful embarrassing memory that you'd rather bury and forget.

Percy: What things do you need to live happily?

Pike: What's one secret you'll talk about online but not IRL?

Scanlan: If you ever needed an alias, what would your name be?

Taryon: What would you title your autobiography?

Tiberius: What would you like to encourage more of in the world?

Vex: What is holding you back from being the person you want to be?

Vax: What is the best prank you've ever pulled?

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Doty: What was your first word?

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Whitestone: Where is home to you?

Allura: How is your alcohol tolerance?

Kima: Have there been any people that you care about now, but you had a bad first impression of?

Gilmore: What is your strongest personal quality?

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Cassandra: Regardless of your current age, do you feel like a grown up?

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Kaylie: Have you ever punched someone?

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Kynan: When you were little, what did you want to become when you grew up?

Zahra: On a scale of 1-10, how strict are/were your parents?

Kashaw: Would you rather spend the rest of your life alone or with people that annoy you?

Lyra: What is the clumsiest thing you've ever done?

Thorbir: Do you believe in luck?

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Gern: Do you use candles, febreze, incense, or something else to make stinky rooms smell better?

Lilith: Who in your family are you closest too?

Kerrek: Can you saw Irish Wrist Watch three times fast?

Tova: Most memorable moment with your friends?

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Clarota: Do you like puns?

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Maybe She’s Got A Heart || Snallie

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Immediately, the burning sensation that was in her stomach rose, and suddenly spilled from her mouth via words of venomous rage: “What the hell is my problem, what the hell is yours?!” Al didn’t care that she wasn’t making sense; the image of the two of them kept flashing over and over in her mind, as if it were a cruel movie stuck on repeat.

“Right, right, I don’t know him,” she spat back at the brunette, adding a cackle. “And I guess I wasn’t important enough to be informed of him in the first place.” And suddenly it made sense. The fire, the rage…was because Snake didn’t tell her about her new relationship. It was just that. That and nothing more.

“Who said I was judging him, Anderson?” the Slytherin snaps back, crossing her arms. Al averts her eyes from the girl, biting her lip as she does so, unsure yet if she’s going to start a screaming match or burst into tears. Neither sounded particularly pleasant right now.

“For once?” she scoffs back at her friend, in a hollow voice. It seemed as though her voice was coming from someone else other than herself. And she steps in front of Snake, blocking her from leaving just yet. “I mean, i was under the impression that our friendship was good enough for you. That it made you happy. Or somewhat so. Your twisted version of it, at least. And Snake – when the hell have you ever wanted to be normal?!” A dark shadow crosses Al’s eyes. Her stomach felt like it had just been stabbed by a million knives, which didn’t feel much better than the burning sensation. “Don’t call me that.”

“I’m not you, Alastor.” she sneers.  “You’ve got it easy; you don’t have to fit in.  You’ve got Elle Sinclair favouriting you and I sit on the side still receiving pity looks because my parents are dead. Like I care.” she laughs dryly and tucks her hands into her pocket.  “Why can you just accept I like him?” she asks, her eyes still dark with anger but the emotion in the question was still begging.  Snake barely thought she could like someone, she she flirted every now and then when she wanted something but to feel actual emotions for someone was a totally new territory.

“You know what, don’t even answer that.  We’re done.” she says plainly in a monotone voice as she fixes her jacket and walks away from Allie.  She was Snake Anderson and dealing with this shit wasn’t her thing.  Instead, she returns to the blonde boy and shows Allie she couldn’t give one crap about her opinion.

She kisses that Slytherin boy.

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Maybe She’s Got A Heart || Snallie

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“It’s fine, I can do it myself,” she’s snapping back at Snake before she can even stop herself. Al freezes for a moment, debating apologizing for her sudden outburst, before quickly shrugging it off. The image of that boy’s arm leaning against the wall, all up in Snake’s business, flashes across her mind. And along with that image, a new familiar feeling: as if, her insides were boiling and her body could erupt into flames at any moment.

Before she can think about it too much, Alastor whips her wand out from her robe and murmurs under her breath (”Scourgify”), and watches as the ink is siphoned off of the floor and back into the bottle, rather distractedly.

Al stands up, brushes off her clothes, and tightens the cork on the ink bottle before placing it back into her bag. For the first time in this impromptu meeting, Alastor meets Snake’s eyes, and rather coldly. “Why don’t you just go on back to your boy toy, or boyfriend, or whoever the hell he is to you.” Curtly, and matter-of-factly, she adds, “I have a lot of studying to do today, anyways.” 

Snake was flabbergasted by Allie’s reaction, she even steps back slightly from the outburst but she wasn’t one to accept this sort of attitude from anyone. “What the hell is you problem, Alastor?” she spits out in spite.

She merely sneers at the girl and grip at the edges of her leather jacket like she usually does.  Snake hold back all the mean things she can say to Allie because somewhat she was the only friend she had in this place.  “You don’t even know him.” she says, her blue eyes darkening with anger at the other girls words.

“You aren’t allowed to judge him just because you’re having an off day, Moody.”  She felt the odd need to protect Mekhai from what Allie was calling him  and she didn’t know why.  All she knew was she was happy with the fluttering that erupted in her stomach when the blonde was around or how when he went all math genius on her she’d feel her heart racing in her chest.

“For once I actually feel normal, happy even. Yeah but whatever.  I’ll see you when you’re not in a bitchy mood, princess.”  She says the last word so venomously before starting to turn around.

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It had been a quiet Christmas break for Allie, and an even quieter past few weeks. When Snake wasn’t getting her into trouble, Alastor mostly kept her head down and did her work. 

Today was different. First of all, Allie had gotten an “Acceptable” on her Charms exam, instead of her usual “Exceeds Expectation” or “Outstanding.” This had bummed her out, resorting her to strolling around the halls until she found a particularly sunny bench to sprawl out all her study materials and settle herself into another few hours of studying, to make up for the less-than-acceptable (ironically) grade.

Her work is interrupted by an annoyingly rambunctious young couple a short distance from herself. Tempted to tell them off – or to demand that they at least find another spot to flirt obnoxiously – Allie has no choice but to bite her tongue. She didn’t want to get into any fights. Besides, she was just a bit irritable due to her grade –

Mid-thought, the young Slytherin’s eyes widen as she meets the eyes of one half of said couple, flabbergasted to be met with the familiar ones of her best friend: “Snake,” she confirms aloud. And before she can even think, Alastor stuffs her parchment into her book and begins scrambling around, trying to stuff as many of her school supplies into her bag as possible at once. She didn’t know why she had such an urge to escape the situation – but she didn’t need to think about that right now. Nor did she want to. 

Allie had just stuffed her last quill into her bag and swung it up over her shoulder, when suddenly there was an awful sound of glass shattering that seemed to echo throughout the hallway. She cursed under her breath as ink splattered everywhere, running her free hand through her short hair in exasperation.

Snakes eyebrows crunch together as she got closer to Allie, noticing the Slytherins fast motions as she inched closer.  She was confused as to why Allie was suddenly in a rush.  She chose to believe that the girl had suddenly thought up of some elaborate scheme but these days she was off helping Mekhai with his pranks so they could spend detention together.

She watches Allie swing her bag over her shoulder and it’s almost as if it happens in slow motion.  The sound of the glass shattering against the stone floors seemed to echo all around and she Snake still can’t seem to understand her frustration.

She’s standing across of Allie, the ink puddle separating the friends.  “You seem frustrated. even before the ink spilled from your bag.” she says bluntly.  “Here let me.” she says pulling out her wand.

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Maybe She’s Got A Heart || Snallie

Snake was as cold hearted as her black soul but in the past weeks she’s felt different.  It had started a month and a half ago in which Mekhai Mitchell had bumped into her in the hall; sure she sneered at him and told him to get out of her way but instead he gave her a smile that could blind her.  A couple other hufflepuffs in her year giggled about him after all her was the younger brother of Landon James and was seen around him and Adrian Agust a lot.  He smiled at her whenever he passed by that it annoyed her that her sneers and barks never bothered him and then one day he openly flirts with her and she doesn’t let him.  She’s Snake after all and she’s not falling for that blonde haired snake.

Then she saw him pouting in the great hall one day and to lighten up their daily encounter he flirts with her, she let’s him.  This wasn’t the core of their store, in fact everything changes when the Gryffindors had a party a couple weeks ago.  It was packed from kids of all houses even from different years.  Most of the quidditch boys were doing stupid shit together but he sat in the corner of the room with a drink in his hand.  Firewhiskey.  Of course these things would have them.

The lets the liquid fill her throat before she finds herself navigating to him.  She’d half expect him to be with the quidditch boys but he just drinks and looks at her every now and then.  She initiates the conversation and somehow the words never stop flowing between them.  Something happens that night, everything changes.  She wakes up with a pounding headache and he’s laying beside her with his hair askew and she just realized she lost her virginity.  Gosh, she swears it the fact that the school is so lax and its a boarding school for god sake.

Today, she’s leaning against the wall and laughing at the words he’s saying.  He has an arm against the wall and he’s holding her history book in his other.  She’s unsure of what they are or how their feeling but he makes her feel like she can be a good person.  Her eyes glance from his face to the people who walk by to the familiar face of Allie seated at a bench.  She bids her goodbye and quickly rushes beside the slytherin girl.

“I haven’t seen you for a while.”

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Matthias had always felt as if he was on the outside of everything –  of life –  that often he felt as if he was standing on the other side of a window looking in undetected. Although this wasn’t something that made him sad, no quite the opposite, it was how he liked it because having any sort of attention on him made him anxious which was a feeling he tried to avoid as much as possible. 

He never stood out and never did anything to call attention to himself, he’d hide himself in a corner and burrow into himself or hide his head in a book which is what he was doing now. Letting his eyes scan across the pages of Into the Wild as he chewed absentmindedly on the end of his yellow highlighter and trying to ignore the loud laughter that was drifting over from the people to the right of him. 

The boy was used to ignoring the mundane sounds of laughter, of footsteps coming and going past him, and of hushed conversations but what he was not able to ignore as easily was the loud voice that caused him to lift his head up to look over to where the loud voice had came from. 

The tiny third year badger glared at the person whose laughter aggravated her. “Go and shrill like a dying animal with moaning Myrtle.” she barked at the person, her blue eyes getting darker with her irritation or it was just the make up. She raises her eyebrows at the group and they just glare at her only to have her point her want at the group. “Shut up or I’m more than willing to turn you to a fat ass rat.”

The groups of older wizards merely just shoved the tiny girl and she growled when she hears the laughter once again. She leans down picking the book she had dropped due to being pushed, it wasn’t like she was a victim of bullying she just naturally didn’t make friends.  She liked it that way; more time for her to study on old witchcraft.

She moves to walk forward and sees a boy looking in her direction. “Shows over, freak.” she barked in Matthias direction.

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Snake was on her usual routine of causing chaos to the professors, it often made he laugh that most of the professors *cough* Robinson *cough* though she was just misunderstood.  Chambers on the other hand thankfully knew the truth she was the spawn of the devil.

She smiled wickedly as she snuck out an old book from the restricted section of the library thanking her skills of being a wallflower.  As she walked out, the piercing shrill of laughter filled her ears and put another reason she hated this god forsaken school.

“Are you trying to kill my eardrum?” she snaps at the person.