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Jen White
A genuinely catastrophic idea
Fri Feb 24, 2017 14:56
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No wonder they'd been abandoned in the desert, Jen thought as she trouped into the designated clearing along with the other new students; a hidden boarding school for teenagers and pre-teens learning and practising magic spells was a genuinely catastrophic idea. They didn't even have a skate park, Jen inwardly grumbled, the hems of her skater jeans dragging along the floor as she strode, head lowered to avoid making eye contact, towards the food table. She viewed the spread through the lenses of her black-framed glasses and decided against eating, despite the instruction she had been issued to ‘enjoy the food.’ She lived in Arizona, so had not had time to develop an appetite during the short wagon ride. Instead, thin fingers - with no nail varnish because that, along with her skateboard, was a maternally-banned substance at her new school - poked out the sleeve of a lightweight black hoodie to retrieve an information pack. Jen spent the next few minutes casually considering its contents and avoiding social interactions until a staff member came to complete the orientation introduction.

A tour of the school sounded useful; herbology sounded like a class about herbs, which was odd. The extracurricular clubs sounded okay, but only for the first two examples, and then they just sounded weird and cliquey. Quidditch was something Jen was contemplating. She didn’t really like sports, because she didn’t really like people who liked sports. Or physical exertion. Or enthusiasm. But her options on leisure activities were limited here, so she wasn’t out-right rejecting broomstick flying as opposed to skateboarding. It was not the same, nor even remotely comparable, but she would need some distraction if she wasn’t going to be driven completely crazy.

Having no questions to ask, Jen remained in silent apathy at the end of the speech. She didn’t really want to get to know her fellow classmates - at least not right now, as it was inevitable over the course of the next seven years - but considering they were all standing together in a comparatively small area with the instruction to interact, Jen didn’t really see how she could avoid it. Exhaling audibly, she turned her head to view the person next to her. Her mousy-brown hair was short and choppy about her head, and occasionally fell frustratingly into her vision, but the eleven-year-old could rarely be bothered with grips to keep it back. Tucking the front strands back behind her ear - a futile movement as they would only fall forward again in a few moments - Jen tried not to frown at the other student. “So. Hi,” she greeted. There, she had made contact.

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    • A genuinely catastrophic idea — Jen White, Fri Feb 24 14:56
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