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Originally Posted by
Kolyander 
Another day in Diagon Alley. This had become something of a routine for Qetsiyah. When she wasn't spending time with her parents, which was hard because they were always at work, visiting her brother Griff or somewhere outside doing something active... she was here. Even with all the different shops and tons of people around, she was growing bored. Her restlessness showed in just about everything she did lately. There was that look in her blue eyes even. The look of a teenager that was counting down the days until they were somewhere else. California was calling her name and she couldn't wait get there and see her other brother. Only a few more days to go.
Until then, this is where she was, standing on a line at a vendor that sold confetti popcorn. Blondish-brown hair pulled back into two neat braids, rainbow t-shirt, torn blue jeans and scuffed up skater shoes. The look wouldn't have been complete without her skateboard that was tucked safely away in a special bag that was slung around her shoulder.
As the line moved forward, the fifteen year old took another step forward. Hands tucked into the pockets of her jeans as she rocked lightly on the heels.
Aboli just last summer had ordered the pickle popcorn from this very stand with her deaaaaaar dear friend Skeet. Here she was again, wanting the same! Some people might say that it sounded gross, but the incoming sixth year didn't much care. So she got in line, trying to be patient.
It was then that she eyed the girl in front of her. Her outfit was interesting...like...skaterGIRLesque.
"Your shoes are scuffed, you know. Purposely, probably. How much were they? Did you buy them scuffed?" She had many questions, and she was trying to seem like she wasn't judging when she totally...kind of....was.
Ahem.
The girl was a walking stereotype. Puuuuuhlease.