elephant-astic•wanderlust•stay in the ninedaaays the original Taco Belle•look at the flowers✿ This was NOT the type of summoning Cecelia had been expecting when she started her magical education and NOW because of some letter IN which she was called a MEAN name AND accused of a GRAVE crime, she had to go to the inquisitorial hall for the SECOND time in her very FIRST year at a magical school.
She was just so, so confused.
Also SO annoyed.
AL-SO she was PRETTY sure that the headmistress just plain old didn't like her, 'cause the ONLY thing that bothered her about the last ordeal was that she hadn't said she was sorry in a timely enough manner, which PROVED the woman KNEW she didn't mean to do anything wrong. She was just trying to LEARN. Instead she was being PICKED ON by some rose obsessed older lady who probably only HAD the roses as friends 'cause who ELSE would wanna be nice to HER? Certainly not Cecelia.
The first year took care to make sure she was presentable and then she headed to the hall, arms crossed and lacking the usual bright smile that was known to accompany her wherever she went. She wasn't happy today and she WASN'T apologizing for anything. She hadn't DONE anything and she WOULD NOT be bullied into saying she had by some french kids who looked like evil villains in some cartoon film.
HMPH!
Luckily, the fact that her labeled seat was next to Kaiser's gave her some small comfort and she tried to look brave as she settled next to him even though her stomach was twisted into uncomfortable knots. She didn't like this place. She wanted to go home. Anywhere would be better than here.
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