 Mrs. Alex Turner *asterisks user* Secret Door
Water balloons?
At the words, Evangeline couldn't help but to look down at her neat robes. There was no way she was getting water anywhere near her perfect robes and perfect hair. No way. Not today. Evangeline was turning 17, after all, and in the past few days she had made a great effort to be a lady.
And getting a soaked hair and clothes was not lady-like.
Still, the sixth year made her way to her desk and dropped her bag onto the wooden desk. "What kind of questions are we talking about here, Ma'am?" There was no way she was asking the woman personal questions. She was scary! |