Autumn kicked the stool out from her, and sat on the floor she really couldn't bend over like that with her back. "If you don't believe me you can send a owl to my parents go see the note, whatever."
The smell was getting to Autumn now, Mud mixed with sweat lovely.... As the sent petruded her brain she grabbed the 'not clean' clothes.... she couldn't find any stains , she diped it into the water and scrubbed the robes, this was hard work. She was missing the first muggle lesson. She was meant to be wearing her special dress, just for this! And now she's sitting doing work! Autumn thought... hey this was like cinderella! The poor school child working hard... evil teachers won't let her go to the muggle studdies class, makes her clean.... now where is her prince!! She wasn't gonna give the profesors the satisfaction of seeing her suffer she just crossed her legs and started scrubbing at each stain. The soap alone wasn't gripping the dirt enough to get it off. There was no way she could do this without a brush... physiclly impossible!
"sir may I have a brush?" She questioned... the profesors were strict she didn't know whether they would allow her the brush...