 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Norah, who hadn't even noticed the mysterious thingy mabob all covered in cloth, immediately grew squirmy. What was under there? WHAT was under there? WHAT WAS UNDER THERE? Did Professor Glendower know how badly she needed to see what was under there, 'cause it was really REALLY badly. This was kinda mean for such a nice professor, y'know putting students through the AGONY of waiting. It was a grown up thing, probably. They liked to make people wait for a million gazillion years before they got to see surprises even though at the ripe old age of fourteen she was much too grown up to wait that long to see anything. It was like they had a whole entire making-people-wait GAME just to make her squirm. That wasn't very nice, y'know. And grown ups called themselves 'role models.'
She tapped her toes on the floor to keep from EXPLODING from all the curious energy, putting one hand, complete with squiggly wiggly fingers, in the air. What kind of question was that, anyways? Professor Glendower was the teacher, she should probably know her very own subject. That was another grown up thing, asking questions you already know the answer to. As much as Norah had thought she'd learn all those weird grown up secrets by the time she was THIS old, it still hadn't happened. Lame. "History is like stories," she began simply when she was called on. "They're stories about stuff that has happened according do whoever's telling 'em, and any story about the past is history. I guess it probably has to be a true story, but sometimes people may make a mistake or exaggerate or something, because I think a lot of history is spread around by people telling it, or writing it I guess. Just like you tell us about history, and my mum tells me about the history of when she was 'my' age, and that was aaaaages ago. That's history too." She made a wrinkly face as she put her hand down, 'cause those kinds of mum stories were never any fun. They were usually all about how Norah was doing something wrong, and who liked to hear about that? Not her, that's who.
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