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Kinsay James was OVERWHELMED and even that felt like an understatement. She was ready to shut down. Pass out. Take a really long nap. And though there were just about a million things going wrong, the worst of all was that Emm was upset with her. Emm was upset with Kizzy. Emm. Best Friend. Upset. With Kizzy. Emmerson Cambridge was upset with Kinsay James. Emmerson Cambridge. Was upset. With Kinsay James. Kizzy could pick up on it instantaneously. And the thought made her feel really, really ill.
There was too much NOISE. Everything was LOUD. And CONFUSING. Her feelings were all upside down and downside up and the easiest, and most natural, thing to do was disengage entirely. Except. She couldn’t even do that. Because if she shut down, someone would die. Someone would die and it’d be all her fault. So trying to push away all fuzz in her brain and shut off all the BIG LOUD feelings in her heart, Kizzy once again lifted her wand and pointed it towards Quinn. She didn’t like this one bit. ”Tarantallegra.”
She didn’t wait to see the results of her spell because in her peripheral vision she caught sight of Emmerson stomping off and it made her stomach feel even more uneasy and her head feel even fuzzier. Ha, jokes, right? Because Professor Williamson managed something ten times worse with what he said next.
NO. NO NO NO NO NO.
She shook her head adamantly in protest, not even considering that perhaps this was an extension of the act. ”You can’t! She didn’t do anything wrong. She didn’t, she didn’t.” No no no no no no. How did this keep getting WORSE? They'd hurt her. Didn't Professor Williamson know they'd hurt her!!! "I promise she didn't." She didn't she didn't she didn't.
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