 Wowza!
Uh. Care of Magical Creatures. Great.
After having taken her sweet time to comb her long hair, and putting a navy blue head band on it just do decorate it, clean her already immaculate shoes, checking to see if she had all the neccesary materials for Care of Magical Creatures, and doing many, many things that weren't neccesary for her to do --she was stalling. She didn't want to go to Care of Magical Creatures, obvious-- Willow, looking rather defeated, wandered out of the castle, and headed to the place where the class would take place.
Well--at least the sun was shinning. This was a good thing, considering that the fourth year was in need for tan. So pale her skin was right now, that it was beginning to freak her out a bit.
Noticing Iss--Isabella (Willow had to remind herself that Issy was not her real name, and that it was a nickname) the fifteen year old made her way swiftly towards her frien and took seat beside her, before placing her messenger bag on her lap. "Hey, Isabella," greeted Willow easily, with a half smile.
"Hello, Professor Brooks!" said the girl remembering she had not greeted her Care of Magical Creatures professor.
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Last edited by Angie; 10-26-2008 at 12:12 AM.
Reason: Because I can't spell. -pokes self-
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