If you asked her, the worst day of term was the first of September. She had to travel alll the way to London from the Kilgreccan only to the take the train all the way back to the north of Scotland. Bleh. It was a lot of travelling in one day… and a lot of sads with leaving Cameron and their parents behind. AND there was a lot of waiting around for food. You ate early then you tried to make your food last on the train but ate it within the first hour… then you had to wait and wait and waiiiiit for the sorting to be over.

Urgh. She was starving.

Placing her chin in her hand, she rolled her eyes at Alis and Jorgie, bored and hungry and soo ready to not be sitting here. At least next year they would be counting down until Alis’ brother got sorted… but this year? This year, she didn’t know any of the first years.

So, she was boring.

Twirling her hair around her finger, she looked across the hall in an attempt to find Avery on his own house table.