It was afternoon, which meant that Tanner was well-fed, awake (or as awake as a Tanner could be) and ready. Ready to do what, exactly? She had no clue. Although from the name of the classshe could pull up three smart guesses.
She walked outside and found her "brother" talking to an older guy. Hmm, this person was certaintly not a student. This must be the new professor. Wow, the medium sized girl could be Sherlock Holmes! (insert sarcasm button here)
Her older Pain in the Neck seemed to be in a good mood, and to her surprise, she was as well. Her hair wasn't a frizzy mess, she had a good breakfast, and the weather wasn't all horrible. In fact, the eleven year old made it a goal to stay happy all day, and she was going to reach this goal. Even if it meant keeping her mouth shut for a while at some point.
"Hey dude." She walked up to Nate and twirled a pink highlight around her pointer finger. Waiting to be acknowledged, she pushed the rest of her blond hair over her shoulder. Gross, it was kind of dry. It was amazing what a few weeks at Hogwarts could do.
Whatever. She'd find someway to fix her hair. Maybe then she could fix her social life, her knack of getting in trouble, her previously horrible grades (middle school wasn't easy for her) and her big mouth. Get some sass out of there too and she'd probably be a model child. HAH! Like that'd ever happen. |