 Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Sheridan entered the classroom, her blonde hair clipped off her face and tied up in a bun. She had been debating whether or not to get it cut when she heard the bell and had ran powerwalked to the classroom, she surveryed the Divination teachers domain -heh domain, and nodded at the professor, hello professor uhh she looked at the timetable again Bishop. She nodded at her and then looked at the desks
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Eww. Partners? Seriously? Sheridan didn't do partners. She worked on her own or with Alex, but that was only when someone needed to learn a lesson. Still divination, she was bound to be good at that one, all it involved you doing was making up lucid stories and dreams, and if you asked anyone they would tell you the one thing Sheridan did well was embellish stories.
She sat down at an empty desk, sligning her bag on the other one, if someone walked over she had time to decide whether or not they could sit there. If they couldn't there was always the...
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