Originally Posted by Lexers

She wondered if Dragons liked redheads particularly. "Do dragons like redheads?" *wibble* He'd munch on her bones and spit them out. She'd be DRAGON DINNNER. *pout*

Caaaaaaalm. She had to collect herself - because they couldn't have Lolly AND her freaking out. That was just tooo much to handle. She was being 'consoled' by Lori, who herself was stuttering and looking pale.

Raiden? Twit!Boy? Oh merlinnnnn. IT WAS ALL BOYS! Three, awesome witchcrafters and.. her. Oh merlin, oh merlin, OH DEAR SWEET MERLIN.
She was going to fail so hard and her entire house would laugh in her face.

*wibble*

"I'll die first," She mumbled, clutching Lori's hand. *dramaqueen*



Cameron saw Sarah approach and couldn't even muster up a smile. No. Just a miserable dimeanour. She sighed. Could one come to terms with it? Y'know.. failing? Probably. She already knew she was going to fail - the actual tournament would just prove her right.

Great.

She didn't answer her question, just stuck a finger in her mouth and started to cry.



She was glad that Sarah was here. Sarah as rational. Right? Yep. Sarah was Head Girl. Sarah would make it better. Cameron didn't even know the girl well but she was HOPING, PRAYING, WISHING that Sarah would be confidant, assured, certain that no one would die.

But when statements turned into questions, Cameron's lower lip trembled.

"I donnoooooo," She moaned, biting her nails. SHE was petrified and couldn't string together coherent thoughts and Sarah was asking her if she was experienced enough.

NO! She was a baby. She was TOO YOUNG TO DIIIIIIE.

"Maybe it was a mistake." Yes. THAT WAS IT! Maybe there was someone called.. Cramer Craddock and it just sounnnnnded like Cameron.

Yes. That was it. Phew. She was fine. It obbbbbviously wasn't her.

*gulp*



Kid was calling her by nicknames. He was being certain. He was being assured. She hugged him.

"Thank you. I don't even CARE that you're lying. I just.. thanks, tots."

Now back to her wibblings..



Alright? Oh. It was a little kid. Perhaps it was better not to burst into tears... but she'd already done that.

Ermm..

She put on a smiley face. "Yep. I'm sweet. Spiffing. Dashing. Absolutely merrrrrrrrrry." Perhaps that was a little overboard..

Chosen. Erm. "Oh me? Nooooooo. It was someone called Cramer. Yep." Was that story really going to stick?

heh..