Katherine Kendrick
Stick with me, kid
Fri Jan 19, 2018 14:47

Grandpa Aaron was amazing. He was Aunt Jessie’s dad and Drew’s stepdad and he had frogs and things and did the best spells. He was also the Spellwork professor, because in addition to being all of those things he was really smart. Like super smart. Like smart enough that he was writing a book about something that involved a lot of big words that Kit didn’t understand. She mostly only knew about it because she played a game sometimes where she told people secrets and they had to tell her one back because that was the rules. When Kit had told Grandpa Aaron about how Marissa and Danny had broken up, that was the secret he had told her! But it seemed a bit silly to be a secret. Unless he was afraid that the other grown-ups would think he was a nerd and make fun of him. But they totally had to know he was a nerd already, right?

Anyway it was the first day of classes and Kit was going to Grandpa Aaron’s class, in which she mostly called him Professor McKindy like everyone else but sometimes forgot and just called him Grandpa Aaron. It was in the lecture hall, which promised to be not very much fun, but Grandpa Aaron was really good at making lessons that helped Kit learn by moving around and doing things so maybe even though it was in the lecture hall, the lesson would be good. Plus, Kit had her brand-new lucky Mokona backpack which matched her Star Wars t-shirt that Dad had given her. Star Wars was okay (she liked the newer movies better than the older ones - pod racing was the best) but Dad had gotten her the t-shirt because he called her a space-case. Kit didn’t understand what that meant but it had gotten her a t-shirt and that’s what counted.

“C’mon Drew,” Kit said, tugging her cousin by the hand as she waved to Grandpa Aaron as they walked into the room. Drew and Kit had eaten breakfast together that morning, with Darby sitting on top of the table. Kit had Frosted Flakes, and sometimes Darby ate one but not very often because Frosted Flakes were mostly not made of bugs and mice which were the things that Darby ate.

The two second-years sat down and Kit put her backpack down on the floor. It was a little bit open and it took about three point zero two five seconds for Darby to poke his little legs through and wiggle his way out.

“Darby!” the redhead said in exasperation before kneeling on the seat and bending over the back to reach her best-tarantula-friend (not to be confused with her best human-friend, which was Dade probably because your cousin was your cousin not your best friend). “Darby come here!”

By the time Kit had retrieved the oversized black-and-red tarantula and placed him on her lap, class had started. If Kit were the note-taking kind of person she would have taken notes but mostly she just listened in class, or tried to, and then got Drew to help her later. Or Remington. Or Dade. She had lots of really good friends who helped her in school!

From what Grandpa Aaron said though, they were going to have a scavenger hunt with Lumos and that was just the best. Kit really liked scavenger hunts, plus she was actually pretty good at that charm. Except for when she wasn’t. But mostly she didn’t shoot off stinging green sparks when she tried to do spells anymore, unless she was super distracted. And they were supposed to work with the first years so they wouldn’t be all left out and sad which Kit was super excited by. Being the baby of the school had been okay for a year, but she was ready to be a big kid and a role model and it was her time to shine! Kit looked around to decide which firstie she wanted to be new best friends with, not paying attention to where Drew was going. Then she spotted a blonde first year boy, standing there all alone and looking like he needed a friend. Perfect!

She skipped over to him.

“Hi my name is Kit and this is my best-tarantula-friend Darby,” she gestured at the tarantula, who was perched on her shoulder like a slightly more menacing parrot. “Do you want to be partners? What’s your name?”

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    • Stick with me, kid - Katherine Kendrick, Fri Jan 19 14:47
      • Yeah, just dont stick it on me. - Leon, Fri Jan 19 22:53
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                  • I, however, was called for - Professor Aaron McKindy, Fri Jan 26 06:33
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                    • Yes, sir, I need some help. - Leon, Tue Feb 6 21:28
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                      • Yes, yes you do - Kit, Wed Feb 7 14:49
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