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BanaBatGirl 
"Wait, whaaaaaaat?" Bernie let out a loud laugh at the mental image of Claudine, her fORmEr bEsT fRiEnD, dropping jam all over Blake's head. "Why? What was the purpose of that?" And bless Blake for somehow managing to get that all out of his hair. He had nice hair, you know; it was getting kind of long, but it looked soft, and it was a good brown color... clearly Blake took care of his hair. He probably brushed it like EVERY DAY.
As for avoiding Blaze.... Bernie sighed. Yep, she would do that, even though Claudine was her go-to partner in all her classes.... she sniffed a little. "Classes are okay. Obviously I'm VERY busy being the teaching assistant (TA) in Muggle Studies..." And speaking of Muggle Stuides... were her eyes deceiving her or was Finneas Schmoe out here, by the lake, starting an exercise club of some sort?! "Look, Blake!" Bernie lept up from the ground, Blake's hand still in hers as she took off running toward Schmoe. Yes, yes she was pulling the scaredy snake along with her.
"PROFESSOR SCHMOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Bernie was now waving hers and Blake's joined hands in the air like she just didn't care. HI HEY HI. "Can we join your exercise class?!"
"I can't remember what caused the issue, she was being her usual rude self I'm sure." Blake added, he truly couldn't remember what the argument had been about. And that's when Blake noticed that the the lake was getting rather busy, lots and lots and LOTS of people showing up for what appeared to be an exercise class. ugh ....
And then Blake felt his hand being waved about.
"Bernadette, I don't know about this ...." Blake added using a little extra force to lower their hands together. He didn't really want to do this class .... was it like yoga or zumba ... whatever that thing was, his mom often did them and it didn't sound like a very manly thing to do ... other than Schmoe appearing to teach the class.