 Aidella | King of Confusion | Brittana | Forever ACROMANTULA
Schuyler waited outside Bellaire's room with the rest of the class gang people. She curled her fingers and checked to make sure that the fresh coat of lilac nail polish had not been nicked. She examined the other hand.
Yes. All was fine.
Sparks? Her head lifted so she could look to Bellaire. Why did she want them to test their wands? They never needed to check them before class any other time. Supposing they would find out soon enough, she shot a few sparks out from the tip of her wand - all just fine and normal - and then made her way into the classroom.
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