Austin thought about the question. Favorite season? He really liked summer, but it always got way too hot, and he would spend a lot of his time indoors, where it was cool. Winter was way too cold for his liking, and he never seemed to have enough layers. There was always Spring, but his allergies starting acting up in spring, especially when there was a lot of pollen everywhere. Which, by process of elimination, his favorite season would have to be fall. But why? He didn't really know, but decided to wing it anyways.

He raised his hand, and once he was called on, answered the teachers question. "I particularly like Fall because it's not too cold, but not too hot. You can wear sweaters and be fine, or walk around in shorts and a T-shirt and be fine too. It's also the time when the leaves start to change color, and it always reminds me that not all beauty needs magic. Things can be changed and created on their own, without the help of wands."

That was poetic... right?