Ryland would be lying if she said she hadn't been slightly tired and slightly hungry. Reading the books was nothing like being in the actual castle and starting her new magical life. There was a lot of experiences she had to go through. A lot was happening in a day, and the blue eyed girl rubbed her left eye and quickly stifled a yawn, wondering if she was only slightly sleepy now because her turn was done and that experience was over. Was it rude if the answer was yes? Because that was the answer that made the most sense.

Sitting down at the Ravenclaw table, she listened to people talk and waited for her sister to join her. And waited. And waited. And waited. And she would be waiting for all eternity. Who gave that hat the right? She wanted her sister back! She wanted her strange, fashion void sister sitting right next to her, mocking the stupid piece of felt. She was eleven and she didn't like being separated from her sister! They were twins, even in the womb someone decided that they were meant to be together until they were like married and had their own kids! You couldn't split up womb friends! That was like rudest thing you can do! Rude-inator!

Taking two deep and silent breaths, she let them out quickly and went back to listening to people, trying to look at the positives. She would have to make new friends in her house, which was a good thing. Ryland would have to also learn how to live without her sister, which could be a good thing. And they could hang out outside of their rooms and their houses and study together! This could work! Okay, she was working out the entire term for the both of them. And once her twin was spotted, the brunette stared at her and tried to telepathically send the plans. It was something they did when they were five and wanted to sneak candy out of the cupboard and needed to plan for her mom and her stupid Aunt.