OOC: Aleycat/Aleta- Same here. High five for being.... uncool? Meh. Anyway. I checked this thing everyday since summer started. There was no reply for TWO WEEKS! But I leave to go to church camp for a week, and suddenly everyone replies!! Grr...
IC: Wren laughed happily.
OOC: Durn. Abby, why'd you have to come back? I was planning on throwing a party and dancing on your grave. Dang. I'm not uncool, I have more friends than you! I'm just.... cool to a different crowd!
IC: Wren snorted. "Naw, she's just gotten really good at faking it. She might even be sleeping." she mocked.
OOC: Duuuude! That's awesome!!!! I always knew chairs were evil!!! (I'm watching Speak now or forever... right now!) Sounds good to meh too. Relatives are annoying and rude, but your forced to be happy with them! I hate it! What book???
IC: Froststar looked at Nightstar with a bored look. "Why does he run off like that? It feels like we're babysitting a kit." she sighed.
OOC: Lucky!!! My relatives are mean, self-centered, boring.... I suppose I have no one near my age either though.
IC: "Aww! He even plays like a kit!" Frostar mewed loudly, scaring away the squirrel.
OOC: Sanguine (and Desert I s'pose) - Do you know secondhand serenade? Or Every Avenue?
Wren smothered a laugh. "Testify! Amen brother." Finally, she thought. Someone realizes it. Wren stared at the teacher, waiting for a reaction from Aleta's joke.
OOC: Aaaaah!!! Totally forgot about this! Fanfiction took over 
Sorry it's been so long.
IC: Wren sighed dramatically and leaned back into her chair. "I'm booooooored!" she whined.
Name: Lynx Greengrass
Age: 15
Pet: Elf Owl (Twitchy)
House: Ravenclaw
Crush: None (yet)
If child of a HP character which one: Daphne Greengrass
Other: Dark brown hair, brown eyes, fair skin. Shy- unless angered, quiet, smart
Wand: Rowan and Dragon heart-string
Patronus: Lynx/bobcat
Student or Teacher: Student
Hope this is okay
Wren smiled. "So, if you hit your head on the table ten times, you could have a whole second without boredom?!" she asked.
OOC: Fiiiiiine. I missed you guys. Except you Desertstorm. I still have bruises from you hitting me yesterday... and the day before... and the day before.... Grrr...
Wren held up her hand to Ty for a high five.
"Nice one," she grinned.
"What did I do?!" Wren pouted, feigning hurt.
Awwwww :)
Sigh. Sounds like my friends (ALYANNA! ABBY!). Didja get it back???
Aren't friends a joy?
YIPPPEEEE!!!! You're back!!! Why you no tell us at skoool?!!??! Grrr.....
Hai.
Wren smiled. "You forgot being retarded." she pointed out happily. She turned to Aleta. "'Lo there." she greeted.
NA-UH!!! I wasn't there. Never was. SO THERE!
Wren stared at Abby, watching her neat handwriting work it's way across the page.
"Are you even writing the assignment?" she asked Abby disbelievingly. No one actually did work. Not anyone who sat that far from the teacher at least.
Wren laughed quitely.
"You realize that only Exams matter? Finals, O.W.L.s, N.E.W.T.s? You pass those, you pass school." she pointed out.
We went over this Miss Abby-For-Your-Cursed-Safety-I'm-Not-Saying-Your-Full-Name! Physically, I might have been there (where is there anyway?), but mentally I was off playing Quidditch or something. Good Golly!
"You do pay attention. You just don't do the work. I don't take notes, but I read the textbooks before tests, maybe practice a bit before that." Wren pointed out. "Besides, what are the chances you'll actually need Transfiguration for a future career?" she asked.
