"Caught at Coopers?" Celandine blinked, "Oh no! Steelsheen?" Celandine looked around, "and Anna? And I was looking for the one that is in charge of the choir but she didn't seem to be anyplace, and Kayla isn't around anywhere; not even in a detention with any professors." Celandine frowned; she hadn't been able to see Professor Brooks anywhere either, and she had wanted to thank her for helping with her Transfiguration homework- but she was probably off doing professory things.

"I'm glad you think boys are stupid, Sheeta; Its too soon for the angst and since you are a hufflepuff I don't think you can avoid it." Celandine whispered back seriously, "But the Slytherins are the worst I think- with the angsty stuff." after many hours of observing various students of those houses (and very little contact with students from her own house or that of Gryffindor) Celandine was pretty confident in her opinion and her resolve not to be angsty.

"But these ones are probably pretty smart so don't worry! Look- they are all older than us." Cela stared at the Hufflepuff boy for a second before flicking her eyes to the Gryffindor Prefect...or boy-Anna, "And that one is a prefect so don't worry, Sheeta!" Celandine reached up and patted the hufflepuff's arm comfortingly and avoided looking at the nervous-looking Slytherin boy, who looked as if he would jump out of his skin any second.

She cleared her throat and spoke quietly but loud enough for the others to hear.

"Its a good thing we think boys are stupid, right Sheeta? Otherwise we would probably start following these ones around and sigh a whole bunch." Celandine let out a huge sigh in demonstration before continuing turning to look at the Slytherin boy, "It would be pretty embarassing wouldn't it? To have a whole hoard of eleven year old girls following you everywhere?"

Ew.

"Anyone want to see my parchment?" Celandine asked, as if she hadn't just spoken.