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Wendy was now a fourth year and only had three years left at Hogwarts. She had always said she wanted to be an Auror, but the more she struggled through school, the less likely that dream seemed. She knew she could just be the Muggle equivalent of an Auror, a police officer, just like her mother, but then all this schooling would be a waste. She tried not to worry about it too much though, she had three more years to turn things around and she really hoped she could do it.
On this beautiful spring day, Wendy wanted to be outdoors so she got dressed in an outfit that was a little more girly than her usual tomboy self, but it was an improvement. Since last year she was trying to dress better in an attempt to fit in, because everyone at Hogwarts seemed to be so obsessed with looks and social status. That was why Wendy didn't fit in, she didn't care about stuff like that.
Yeah, right. That was a big lie that she wished she could believe herself. In truth Wendy had become so self-conscious about her appearance, hence why she was now attempting to dress better. It still didn't seem to be up to the rest of the girls in school, but it was a start. It didn't help that her sister was some 'fashion icon', but it did benefit her sometimes. Whatever Isabella didn't want was given to her, which she was grateful for because her mom thought she was too young to be dressing so 'old'.
Wendy mulled over these miscellaneous thoughts that she shouldn't be concerning herself with as she strolled down to the great lawn. She found a nice grassy hill and placed a blanket down before she took a seat. Wendy leaned back on her elbows and looked out at everyone hanging out peacefully. She threw her dirty blonde hair back and let the sun hit her face, as if she needed more freckles.
On this beautiful spring day, Wendy wanted to be outdoors so she got dressed in an outfit that was a little more girly than her usual tomboy self, but it was an improvement. Since last year she was trying to dress better in an attempt to fit in, because everyone at Hogwarts seemed to be so obsessed with looks and social status. That was why Wendy didn't fit in, she didn't care about stuff like that.
Yeah, right. That was a big lie that she wished she could believe herself. In truth Wendy had become so self-conscious about her appearance, hence why she was now attempting to dress better. It still didn't seem to be up to the rest of the girls in school, but it was a start. It didn't help that her sister was some 'fashion icon', but it did benefit her sometimes. Whatever Isabella didn't want was given to her, which she was grateful for because her mom thought she was too young to be dressing so 'old'.
Wendy mulled over these miscellaneous thoughts that she shouldn't be concerning herself with as she strolled down to the great lawn. She found a nice grassy hill and placed a blanket down before she took a seat. Wendy leaned back on her elbows and looked out at everyone hanging out peacefully. She threw her dirty blonde hair back and let the sun hit her face, as if she needed more freckles.