- Messages
- 414
- OOC First Name
- Clara
- Blood Status
- Half Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single (Not Looking)
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Curved 14" Flexible Oak Wand with Meteorite Dust Core
- Age
- 6/2034 (18)
It was OWL year and despite classes having only just begun, Sam was freaking out on the inside. She didn’t get prefect, which at the beginning had really upset her, but then she realised that she would get more time to study and she would rather impress her father with her stellar grades than with a badge, though she figured she could have still been an outstanding student with a badge and good grades. But one thing was sure: the fifth year wouldn’t have to worry about the time spent patrolling, or making sure students behaved, which would most certainly make her life more stressful. Not to mention she had to look out for her sister, to make sure she wasn’t out and about causing trouble wherever she went. At least she could watch Sabrina more easily since they were in the same house.
The girl grabbed her books and headed to the library, she couldn’t decide which classes to take so she had opted to sign up for all of them. Granted, it might not have been the smartest choice, however Sam liked to keep her options open. She went straight for the back, a quieter more secluded area, and found a free table, thankfully. She placed her bag on one chair and sat down on another; this would ensure a seat for her friend Sapphire for when she arrived. She got prefect, and the blonde couldn’t be happier for the girl. She deserved it without a doubt. She took out all of her books but waited to get started, she wasn’t sure what to do first. Sometimes, Sam really felt like pulling her hair out.
The girl grabbed her books and headed to the library, she couldn’t decide which classes to take so she had opted to sign up for all of them. Granted, it might not have been the smartest choice, however Sam liked to keep her options open. She went straight for the back, a quieter more secluded area, and found a free table, thankfully. She placed her bag on one chair and sat down on another; this would ensure a seat for her friend Sapphire for when she arrived. She got prefect, and the blonde couldn’t be happier for the girl. She deserved it without a doubt. She took out all of her books but waited to get started, she wasn’t sure what to do first. Sometimes, Sam really felt like pulling her hair out.