 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
A MARATHON? That'd be much more exciting than what'd really happened but Norah couldn't just lie to a Professor. Even if she was physically capable of lying (which she wasn't), even she knew that would be a horrid idea. "It's much warmer than I thought in here," she said, grinning sheepishly. "But I'm gonna run a marathon one day!" That was the PLAN, anyways.
The fourth year immediately shot a hand into the air, because guess WHAT? She knew all about this one, uh huh. She waved her hand around until she was called on, then took a deep breath. "Well I always thank the person anyways 'cause that's the nice thing to do and also my mum says if I don't say thank you then nobody will want to get me presents anymore and I like presents a whole lot so 'thank you' is usually the way to go." She looked around and nodded proudly because look at that! She remembered something her mum taught her about politeness and everything. "'Cept the only problem is it isn't very nice to lie either, even teeny weeny its bitsy fibs, so after saying thank you I have to find something little that I like about 'cause I can't say I like the entire thing or else I'd be lying, y'know?" This was an ART. But usually she'd like the color of whatever it was because she liked all sorts of colors so it really wasn't that hard. She could teach lessons, if anybody wanted.
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