 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Staring idly at the teacher's chair, Norah had been just about to open her mouth to ask somebody what was going on when HOLY BANANAS THERE WAS A PERSON THERE. She jumped a little before looking around quickly to make sure nobody had noticed, but that was probably unnecessary because the Headmistress was already doing the lecturing thing. Sigh. Maybe somebody should go into the dictionary and rewrite the definition of 'mandatory' as SCARY, because that was definitely what this lesson was.
She took a seat in the middle and took out her boringest most un-sparkly ink in the hope that the Headmistress wouldn't notice her and yell things. Were her expectations clear? Yes. Scary? Yes. And to make it even worse, the Headmistress was asking mean questions with words she didn't even know. What's vigilance, anyways? Norah put a hesitant hand in the air, brought it back down again quickly, and put it in the air one more time with her eyebrows scrunched together. Pleasepleaseplease don't call on her PLEASE. DARN it. Now she had to say things. "I didn't have my wand out in case there was something scary in here." Which there WAS, but she'd get in big trouble if she vanished the Headmistress, if she could even figure out how to do that. "But Headmistress, what does vigilance mean?"
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