 Vanessa the Snot Girl l Rachels Rule | rock,tumble,&roll ❆ adorable coffee bean
If she was at all honest the feasts were one of her favourite part about school. As much as she adored her mother, Grace Hensley was not the greatest cook in the world. And most of summer she had been looking forward to the food that would grace her plate when she got back got back to school. Of course, she had been able to contain herself, and hadn't bolted for the great hall. The obvious reason with that was because there would be no food there yet. Although, she supposed that she could have bagged herself a good seat. Anyway, there was a smile on her face as she third year strolled over to the Gryffindor table. It didn't look too busy yet, but that was okay.
"Hi Atlas. Hi Maxine." She murmured with a smile, as she took a seat near the little gathered set of Gryffindors. "Oooh. The sorting. I love the feast for the food, but the sorting is such great thing too." And sure, sometimes it could drag on, but she did enjoy it. Of course, her own hadn't been so great. Sitting on that stool for nearly 10 minutes hadn't been fun. She remembered her 11 year old self thinking the hat was just not going to sort her, and they'd chuck her out of the school. Luckily, the hat had decided to put her in Gryffindor and so her school journey had started. "I hope they have chocolate fudge cake for pudding though. It's my favourite"
__________________ It's the end of the show. Of the historemix. We switched up the flow. And we changed the prefix
But we want to say. Before we drop the curtain. Nothing is for sure. Nothing is for certain |