Irish eyes || Nanny McPhee
Ashley furrowed her brow as all the explanation was going on around her. How she wished she had a quill that would write down the notes for her. Her wrist was begining to ache terribly. As she looked up and around the class, trying to get some feeling back into her numb wrist, her eyes fell upon several of her housemates and other students she knows.
Immediately she focused her attention back on the discussion. She didn't want to miss any notes and information.
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