Awww, thank you! Ophelia was really proud of requesting a manicure from her sister. It was like a big step in the girly direction, and even though she wasn't really girly, it still felt cool to dress up. And do your hair and stuff. Except, it got in the way of all of her climbing and running. Do you know how hard it is to climb a tree and try not to mess up your nail polish? It was not an easy task, and it left the blonde feeling like a secret agent . And it meant that really creative ideas had to be taken into play. Luckily, 'Ophie was really good at being creative.

Okay, the child was spending a lot of money in Diagon Alley. The firsite was expecting to have some pocket change left over for... something later on. Apparently that wasn't going to happen. Stupid school supplies and such. Maybe she should've taken all of the hand-me-downs her siblings offered. Oh well, the child was stubborn as a mule. It was a weakness of hers. A BIG weakness of the brown eyed girls.

"Thank you for the complement!" Yeah, that felt pretty good. Collar popping good. Like that clip that her red head internet --how they even got internet at the Clarke house was the real source of magic here-- friend showed her. Except the guy who collar popped ended up being not so good. Maybe Ophelia would bring it back into style. That was her first year goal. Bring back the collar pop.

Anyway, matters of money. Placing all of that money on the counter made her feel like she was rich, considering the fact that she didn't actually run out of money yet. Not to brag or anything, because the small girl was kind of low on money, but she didn't run out. It was the little victories that mattered.