It was funny. Alexia never thought that her perspective was that much different than anybody else's until now. Instead of thinking about what Isla had asked her, she got distracted and began thinking about what this whole adventure was like from Isla's point of view. Was it just like going back to normal school? What school did she go to before Hogwarts? Alexia had gone to public school before this, and played on several sports teams before getting her letter. Did Isla do the same? Was it possible that Alexia had seen her in the shops, or at a school dance and just never noticed? Did they message each other on some kind of social media, or was she a friend of a friend of a friend of a fried? Or were they in their own little underground world, hidden to the rest of an unsuspecting civilization? She felt a curiosity about Isla that she was sure was similar to the one that Isla felt about her.

Could they really be that different though? They were both preteen girls, going to the same cool magical school, and learning the same cool magical stuff? Maybe Isla had more up front knowledge about what was happening, but they both knew the same fairytale. And they both liked cats. And they were both about the same age, sort of. It wasn't like they were TOTAL opposites. She was surely being overdramatic. Or was she being underdramatic? The right amount of dramatic?

She turned to Lou again as she spoke, looking at her with her brown eyes. She seemed nice as well, if not nervous. But who could REALLY blame her? Alexia was nervous as well about getting on the train to her new school. She was nervous about looking like a dork in front of these new, cool, people.

"Don't worry about barging in, I did the same thing and startled her too," She said, smiling warmly in response to her weak smile. Alexia wanted her to feel comfortable around herself and Isla. After all, she couldn't speak for Isla, but she wasn't going to bite. ESPECIALLY after getting her braces off in May. All that dental work ruined by unnecessarily biting another student? No thank you. "I guess you gave me a taste of my own medicine!"

Alexia's interest perked up slightly when she heard Lou trying to pronounce the house that Isla was in. The one that Alexia couldn't pronounce herself. Did that mean.....? Was Lou a muggleborn?

Excitement hit her internally, the kind she got when she entered the field for the first pitch of the game. Not only had she met another Muggleborn who would fully understand how cool and yet weird this all was, but she used the word Muggleborn correctly. She felt so ahead of the game right now! She started playing with the ends of her grown out, box-dyed, pink hair as she spoke. Normally, she was a lot cooler than this. She swore. But this was an exciting day! A very exciting day.

"Wait, Lou, are you a muggleborn too?" It was a hunch, but a hunch Alexia felt strongly about. She didn't really understand the name of Isla's house either. Of course, she could have just been nervous and missed it, but Alexia thought her answer was more likely. It was like that guy's razor theory that her dad told her, 'whenever you take away all of the possibilities, whichever one was left was the answer.' Ew, she actually remembered and quoted something her dad said.

Remembering that Lou might not have learned that word yet either, considering she just learned it today, Alexia continued.

"It's not like, a bad thing if you are, it just means that you're born to normal parents. I am too." Sorry to Isla for butting in, but this was exciting. She wasn't sure that she met another Muggleborn until now, and now there was someone who shared her perspective! She had a habit of interrupting and talking over people when she got excited that she really had to work on, but that was for another time. "Oh! And if you are, don't worry about the kneazle, I don't believe it's dangerous." She had to flex a little knowledge there. Knowledge that she just learned today, but still.