Makenna almost let a smile appear on her thin lips. Looking up slightly at the girl named Taylor who seemed so nice. Never had Makenna met anyone so nice, not that she had met many people. The last time she actually had friends over was her fifth birthday party, the last party when her mother was in the picture. The last time she felt happy about her parents and her life. Five years seemed so long a go, yet that memory was the freshest in her mind even more in depth and picture as what happened yesterday or even this morning.
"Kenna sounds nice" Makenna said thinking that she was glad that Taylor had picked that nickname. If she would have mentioned the name her father called her or even her mother, Makenna didn't know if she would be able to stand here confidently, well as confidently as this ten year old could get. "What is your nickname?" Makenna asked her eyes falling on Taylor's face, eye contact. The first eye contact that Makenna had made in years. A bit shocked at her action, Makenna looked down at her shoes once more kicking them softly on the ground.
Yet her mind didn't stop functioning, buzzing about with the term that Taylor had used. Muggleborn Makenna wasn't sure what that meant. She imagined it was a term that people used around her. "What is a muggle-born?" Makenna asked feeling stupid for asking so. Never did this young girl ask questions unless it was necessary. That was always just one rule that her father had taught her from a very young age. Asking questions just makes you seem like you know less. Or at least that was what he would always say.
The stair case comment did confuse Makenna but she wouldn't ask. She probably looked mentally challanged already asking a question as she did. Why make the matters worse. Makenna didn't want to look stupid or unknowing. Really she wasn't, quite the opposite.