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Nina had obviously done the reading. She was weeks ahead, actually. NEWTs would not deter her from her regular studies because she had created a timetable for herself. One that involved preparation that dated as far back as fifth year. If she wanted to get into her top choice university, it was absolutely necessary that she did everything as perfectly possible. Obviously.
Besides, she studying beforehand was the only way to make sure she could have an enjoyable final year. Nina did not plan on letting the miserable weather mess with what was supposed to be her best term yet. Graduating wasn't a big deal. She wasn't scared. Or terrified. Or hating thinking about it. Everything was fINE. She was FINE. The weather was FINE.
The lesson today would be FINE.
She slipped into the classroom very quietly and gave Professor Fuller-Thompson a polite smile. Not because she liked him, but because she was polite and showing respect to her professors was something she would do regardless of her opinions about them. And with that, she moved to find a seat in the middle of the room. Far away from the slackers in the back, like Cora Dredworth, and far enough from the front where the nerds sat. Middle. Just right.
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