“Looo-boff, Is that it? ”Aoife repeated the older students name to familiarise herself with it. She had a strange name herself and it was a little annoying when people spelt it wrong. The smile on Aoife’s face grew when she heard that the other girl was from Ukraine. It was good to not to be the only person from a different continent.
“I’m from Ireland,” she said to Lyubov, “what is it like in Ukraine I’ve never been, but when I am older I want to travel!”
Bouncing on the balls of her feet Aoife followed the other out of the study hall and soon joined them on the ground. She began absentmindedly plucking a few strands of grass from the earth. Aoife’s eyebrows rose up her forehead when Lyubov said she was reading a book on politics.
“That’s sound really interesting.” She told Lyubov and Aoife meant it too. What was she studying? In all honesty Aoife had not thought that far out yet. She had felt she was making an effort by just turning up. She wasn’t going to tell Oliver and Lyubov this though it probably wouldn’t sound to good...Especially since Lyubov sounded rather studious.
“I suppose I could start some of my homework or go over a few things I had difficulty with in class...”She trailed off and looked towards Oliver remembering some of the problems she had had in Spellwork and that was just one class. The others hadn’t been too much better either. Aoife pulled her backpack towards her and unzipped it. Hopefully no that the bag was open she would feel more motivated to take something out of it. She pushed a few strands of red hair behind her ear and thought slightly reluctantly about studying. Oh the joy.
Another girl at their table spoke up soon after herself, agreeing to come outside with them. Lyubov returned her smile. The more the merrier! The more she thought about it, the more going outside... more
"Loo-boff, Loo-boff. Got it. Sorry." Oliver smiled apologetically. He was sure he wasn't the only one who had ever asked her, but it was a hard name to pronounce on the first try. He was pretty happy ... more
She smiled and waved off Oliver's apology. "It's okay! And yes, that's how you say it," she added with a nod to Aoife. If she was American, she would have probably asked Aoife to repeat her name as... more
Aoife liked the sound of Ukraine and decided that in the future she might visit it. She listened with a smile on her face as Lyubov described her home it really did sound lovely. Throwing her hands... more
Ukraine sounded like a cool place. Art everywhere would be so cool. Going to places like Long Beach where they had art festivals was cool enough, but he could hardly imagine living in a sort of... more
“Oh, Scribblifors!” Lyubov exclaimed. It had been a fairly easy spell to learn. She had always had a talent for Transfiguring things, and all the spells they were taught that involved a changing in... more
“Yes, that’s what we call them back home. We call French fries chips.” Aoife said in answer to her friend’s question. It was funny she couldn’t help but think that she still saw Ireland as home, when ... more