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- OOC First Name
- Jamie
- Blood Status
- Half Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- Hetrosexual
- Wand
- Straight 16 Inch Swishy Ash Wand with Veela Hair Core
- Age
- 16
After a long study session June figured it was healthy and good to take an break. But she wasn't gonna let her books stay there, because she didn't trust anyone. And she hated it leaving things and people could touch her stuff. So she packed some books in her bag and had her arm full with some. And made her way outside of the library. She was excited about the classes to start, and wondered how she felt about the new classes she would take on. It was also an question mark who she would see at which class. June was sure she was one of the few taking all the classes. But perhaps there were some losers, who tried to impress her or wanting to be like her. But for June it was already clear. She was the best of her class, and now she would prove that she was the best of her house as well this year, if not from every house. June would take on every chance to get points, and nothing would stop her.
With an smile she walked through the doors of the library outside to the fourth floor corridor. But as she walked further she felt an book slipping from her hand and before she knew it the four books she carried in her arms fell down on the ground. June sighted and sometimes wanted to scream. '' Really..'' she said annoyed. But she wasn't. After the nightmare of an break she had, she sometimes had the desire to punch something and scolt someone. But throwing rocks was an better therapy, so she would go outside later on.
With an smile she walked through the doors of the library outside to the fourth floor corridor. But as she walked further she felt an book slipping from her hand and before she knew it the four books she carried in her arms fell down on the ground. June sighted and sometimes wanted to scream. '' Really..'' she said annoyed. But she wasn't. After the nightmare of an break she had, she sometimes had the desire to punch something and scolt someone. But throwing rocks was an better therapy, so she would go outside later on.
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