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 out behind her Aoife craned her neck back and watched a little anxiously as Oliver climbed up the tree, as though waiting for him to fall. She had to remind herself that not everyone was as accident prone as her.
”Does anyone want any chips?
At first Aoife was a little confused but then she remembered she was in America.
“Oh you mean crisps! Sure, why not?”
Aoife appreciated Lyubov’s other to help her the only problem was Aoife didn’t know where to start. Which spell did she have problems with? There were far too many for Aoife to admit. She remembered she had quite a bit of trouble with Scribblifors and this is what she told the older girl.
“But I don’t think we have anything to practice on…”
As she spoke Aoife began pulling out some parchment and quills out of her backpack. It really was far too nice a day to study but when did anyone say life was fair?
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
Me too, after all violence is never the answer. Aoife,Tue Apr 3 15:13
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