This weather was her kind of weather. Nothing could keep her inside...well except class...and curfew...and the desire to not put her uniform on when it was the weekend. She was basically spending her second year tapped in the dorms and Ravenclaw common room. Was it worth it, she still wasn't sure.

Today though, Kaitlynn was perfectly dressed, tucked, and looking sharp. In her hands she held a notebook and balanced on top was a quill and some color changing ink. She wanted a peaceful moment away from the dictators leaders of the school. They seem to keep coming too and it made her heart sink in a way because how was she supposed to learn what her Professors expect of her if their wonderful Headmaster kept swapping them out?

She found a spot under one of the trees that circled the lake and, as ladylike as possible, she sat down on the ground. Opening to a new blank page she began to write. Nothing important or worth reading. Just to release the tension on her mind.