 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Aria tilted her head this way and that, trying to make out the shapes in her table-mates’ bowls. Then she would peek at their notes. You know what was funny? She saw completely different shapes from those that had been noted by them. She supposed it was all due to the angle from which one looked at the wax? Yes. That had to be it.
Oooh, class was over already? Great! Aria was so ready to get out of here. The water and wax that occupied her bowl quickly poofed away. Once her belongings were back in her bag {and the candle she had been using as well SHHH!}, the fifth year started to head out. “See you around, Professor!’’ Euka got a two finger wiggle before Aria departed. |