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Timmy twirled excitedly along the corridor near her common room. She had finally gotten a solo in her dance school back home. Getting dizzy after a few more spins, the small blonde sat down on the floor and read her letter over. 'Have a routine prepared for when you come back to the class.' Timmy read that line over and over. How was she supposed to prepare a routine and have it all prepared for summer? Even though summer was a long time away. Or just two months away. Sprawling out on the floor, Timmy covered her face with the letter and began to think up ideas.
Kate had had enough of the common room for now. She'd been in there for at least three hours straight trying to work on the mountain of homework she had. She didn't know if it was being thirteen-years-old now or if it was something else, but she would rather be out talking to friends than in the common room any day.
Exiting the common room, she headed off down the corridor. She was so focused on where she should go from here, that she nearly missed the girl sprawled out reading something on a piece of paper.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Kate mumbled, dodging out of the way at the last second.
"Timmy? Is that you?" Kate had met Timmy once during their first year, but it had been a while since they talked.
Oddly enough, Kate had almost gotten ran over the exact same way just the other day. Some boy named Brian had tripped over her while Kate was writing in her History of Magic journal.