 Fluttery Pegasi
Quinn followed Reese into the classroom in her normal silent manner and took the seat next to him. She gave the Headmistress a small nod. Her eyes were in constant motion as she examined the covered tables in the middle, taking in every little detail of the way each draped over their mystery items.
Reese, naturally, opted for a closer look.
Nothing, she found, in the shapes they made gave her enough clues to determine what they were. And, as it were, Quinn was sure they would find out soon enough. Patience, in this case, was a virtue.
Satisfied she'd not be able to tell what was hidden on the tables, just by looking, and while her boyfriend circled them like a hungry shark, Quinn set about unpacking. She pulled parchment, her textbook, a bottle of scarlet ink and her eagle feather quill from her bag, and arranged them on her desk.
Then, as class hadn't started yet, and she had a minute or two before then, Quinn pulled out her book, opened it, and started reading. She'd put it away once the class began.
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