Having picked up her cushion thing, and all her belongings, Evelyn stood up and stretched before going into the 'queue'. Pffft. They weren't all first years.

Then again, perhaps this was a good thing.

Annoyed that Destiny kept bumping her, the slytherin finally moved far enough away so she would stop making that contact. It was too bad that they were already at their destination when she did that.

*sigh*