"I like looooooove stories!" V said in a dreaaaaaamy tone, putting her hands together by her chest juuuuust like a princess would, batting her eyelashes fully. And dramatically. "And anything with cute boys!" She wiggled her eyebrows just a little, blushed, and put her hands over her mouth in a giggle. She had already started to notice some of the CUTE boys around her age, and had made note of them in her top secret diary. "Oh MERLIN no. I don't fight. I'm a lady," well, somewhat. A young lady. Not an old one. And ladies didn't fight unless absolutely NECESSARY.

But she didn't know what her favorite French word was because she was as fluent as she used to be when she had her Grandma around. "Uh...I...will have to get back to you on that. I really need to be in the French ZONE to think about it. It doesn't really come that naturally to me...not now that I have no one to speak French to. And my dad forgot it." What a lot of help HE was at continuing it. Her Grandma would be SO displeased.

HOW WAS HER BROTHER ONLY A THIRD YEAR? WHAT THE HECK. "I mean..he has a baby face, sure, but he seems OLD. Like super mature," she scratched her chin. "Um...weird. Anyways. That's cool I guess." And V was now staring down at the game in front of them. "I already forgot the rules and how to play. UGH," she scoffed and flicked a game piece at Lisa playfully, giggling just a little bit.