History of Magic.

Mmkay. That was fiiiine. As long as no one froze again, anyway. Blue skipped in but stopped at the boxes. Wetsuits. But- *pouty face* she didn't wanna go swimming. Stoooopid Proffessor. The little girlie sighed and snatched a tiny one from the girls' box and headed for the right changing room. After a good few minutes of wriggling and struggling to zip it up (she had to bend her back a good bit) she came out, tugging at the collar, pouting even MOAR.

She plopped down at an empty table, hand of her chin and gazed at the objects.

IWANNATOUCH!