Thirdies ~ lesson 1

Belinda walked into the History of Magic class and saw no one was there. Belinda had a feeling Bridget was going to be in this class because Bridget got addicted to this class along with Belinda, and that was sad to say.

Bridget walked in and wasn't surprised to see Belinda there. Bridget took a seat next to Belinda. "Hey, how was your summer" Bridget asked. She had a good summer, she went to visit new places and was good at finding things. Bridget got out her book for this class.

Belinda heard a familiar voice and saw it was Bridget. "Hey and my summer was fine. The family and I went on vacation to visit some family and then the rest of the summer I did shopping, swimming, and some hiking" Belinda said to her. "What about you" Belinda asked Bridget.

If anybody had asked Suzy what she thought of History, she'd have waved dismissively at the thought of it and squeezed out a lethargic "meh." She didn't much look forward to the subject, apparently. To her, history was nothing but a waste. It's all in the past anyway. Why bother?
But she was logical enough to realize that no matter how long she rants about the class to herself, nothing is gonna change.

So she sighed as she twisted the knob, stepping inside the room. 'Wow, boring at first sight' she thought, observing the place.
She saw two Hufflepuffs as well. "Oh great" she mumbled to herself in perfect sarcasm. Personally, she felt kind of weird when surrounded by Hufflepuffs. She would always have that feeling of being suffocated with too much... kindness and... friendship.

She sat down at the back, still kinda sleepy. The class had not started yet but she can feel the beautiful resonance of the final words 'class dismissed' already in her mind.