 ¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls
Evan watched with amusement as one of the boys set his tent on fire. Waaaiiit, how old were they that they could use magic? Wasn't it forbidden? Could he use too?
But before he could ask any of his questions, another boy walked in. Not someone he knew. He sighed as he looked at his stuff again hopelessly. Why did they mind setting themselves up so much?
Then, something strange happened: Blake and a familiar boy probably from Hogwarts walked in. Evan's mouth dropped open. Blake? Blakey? Thinking it again, this camp didn't necessarily have to be awful. What could be awful when Blake was around?
He got up, leaving his stuff back -he still held the hope that his tent would get out of his bag and set itself up, and walked to Blake. "What's up?" he said in a happy manner. Yay! He wouldn't be that alone.
Last edited by StarShine; 12-25-2009 at 10:45 PM.
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