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Jack shrugged. Excited about OWLs? Not necessarily. "Well, I'm excited about PASSING them, if I can, cause that's a pretty cool achievement, ya know? I'm confident I'll do good on Astronomy and Herbology, but other than that...kind of nervous. I'll have to do a LOT of studying," he said with a sigh. He already studied more than he needed to, according to his siblings, but he was just paranoid about doing badly on tests. "If you ever need a tutor, you can call on me," he added with a grin. He didn't want ANYONE to fail their OWLs, that just wouldn't be cool.
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Excited about passing them? That was a smart answer. Well, it was WAY better than saying you were afraid of the OWLs. "It would be a big achievement if you passed them," she said, nodding her head slightly. She really did hope she passed her OWLs. It would be really upsetting if she didn't. "Oh, so, you're good in Herbology, too? Hmm. You might just end up being my tutor is some these classes. See, I'm not good in Herbology either...I kill plants. As sad as it seems, it's very true," she added.
Wesley figured that OWL's must be scary, seeing how Jack and Reese talked about them nervously. Kind of like how Mother talked about dust. Mother absolutely detested dust. Wesley wondered if she had to take them too; she hoped not. Bravery was something she lacked, and if Jack and Reese were frightened, than Wesley was sure she would be scared TO DEATH. She wanted to offer to help too, but couldn't think of anything to help with since she really didn't know anything about anything.
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"You don't know what NASA is?" he asked, his eyes widening in surprise. Well, he really shouldn't have been THAT surprised--not a lot of magical folk knew what that was. He was pretty sure it was a strictly muggle thing he had learned from his great grandpa, who had found out about the program while vacationing in Florida. And thus started an obsession in his great-grandson. "Well, it's this muggle program in America where they send people into outer space--they do a lot more than that, but that's just the general gist," he explained. No need to tell her that he had at least 25 books on the subject, half of which were in his trunk right now. He didn't want to scare her away with his slight craze about space.
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Blushing slightly, Reese shook her head. She had no earthly idea was NASA was. She can admit she has heard the name before, but never really questioned on what it was. It must have something to with space, since that was what Jack was rambling on and on about. "Oh, really? So, like you said early, muggle people visit the moon and stuff through NASA? Like, people who work for this NASA thing, they travel up to the moon?" She asked, trying to get interested in this whole outer space stuff.
People on the moon? Wesley shuddered. It would be so scary to be up there in the dark away from everyone. She wondered if it would be silent. Wesley didn't like silence. She liked quiet, but not silence. Because when nothing did nothing that usually meant something was wrong. Wesley hoped Jack would be okay when he was up there. She was absolutely positive he would be someday. Maybe, when he got back, he could tell her if it was silent, and what it was like to have stars for friends.
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Jack looked over at Wesley as she asked what type of music Reese liked, and he nodded in agreement. "Yeah, what kind of music?" he asked. He hoped she said rock or something along those lines. Pop, he could probably handle--not so much on the rap. OOOOH, he did like dance music though. That was always fun.
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Reese looked at Wesley when she asked what type of music she liked. "Oh, well. I'm the person who likes Rock music and Pop music," she explained, "I'm actually in a band with a few of my friends: Miles Parker, Lima Whigmeister, Whitney Ashford, and Vannie Corbette. Our band name is Lima and the Lemurs." She could go on about how they had a world tour last summer and how she was Lima's right-hand woman, which meant she also got to sing some of the songs, but if she kept talking about her band, it might seem like she was bragging and stuff.
Wesley wasn't really sure if she liked rock or pop. It depended on the song. But she was sure that if Reese was doing it, it had to be good. Wesley couldn't help but think the band sounded neat. Not to be in- she could never be up in front everybody, but it would be fun to watch. Miles Parker, Lima Whigmeister, Whitney Ashford, and Vannie Corbette...Wesley mentally cataloged the names. Lima must be who it was named after. They sounded like nice people; after all, Reese was nice, so they had to be as well.
"What part do you play?" Wesley asked. She was pretty positive people all played different instruments and sang in bands, but just to clarify she added,
"In the band."
Wesley liked picturing Reese as the drummer. She didn't particularly like drums (they were loud), but she could see Reese playing out the different beats while her blond ponytail wiggled along.
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"Oh, thanks," Jack said, smiling politely at Wesley's comment about his chasing skills. "Don't worry about the sorting--everyone is always nervous but no matter what house you're in, you'll make a ton of friends," he told her. Not that he could speak from personal experience or anything. He was doing a very good job of keeping his bottomfeeder status in the social ladder a secret, and he intended to keep it as long as possible, thank you very much.
Wesley nodded, taking in Jack's words. He knew everything; Wesley bet he had tons of friends- and so did Reese. Suddenly she felt awkward. Jack and Reese were so cool; Wesley didn't understand why they were talking to her. After all, she was anything but cool.