A/N wow, silvercatclaws finally crawled the heck out of her cave and wrote something. Something quite humorous if I do say so myself. Also, "Fragment, consider revising" Can go suck my lemons.
Talia Azurin Millenium Poe was a bright and funny girl. Correction; she was a super intelligent hilarious girl. She captures the attentions of every student and teacher in the school. The all loved her because she was kind to everyone and always paid attention to every ones problems. They also loved her because she was a near super genius. She had never failed anything ever. Her lowest mark she had ever gotten had been an 80 percent in history of magic once, only because she had forgotten to cite her sources. Talia cried and vowed never to get under a 90 percent again. Talia had been born with natural abilities such as having visions of the future and being able to levitate on command. All she had to do was think. Talia was also super gorgeous. With shining eyes that were almost never the same colour two days in a row and a long mane of perfectly combed golden threads. Her posture was perfect and her figure was flawless. Some people rumoured that she was the offspring of the Daughter of Merlin and the MPREG secret of Salizar Slytherin and Godric Gryffendoor.
But this story is not about Talia Azurin Millenium Poe. As much she would like it to be. As much as it should be, because she is obviously the superior character.
This story also not about Sheila Aspen Rose. A cheerful girl whose past was filled with hate and struggle. So much so it nearly killed poor Sheila. Luckly, she keeps a smile on her face, and hides the horrible truth deep in her soul.
No, this story is about Kim Kutledge. A Tall lanky girl in Ravenclaw who liked to listen to indian techno dance music and refused to let go of her muggle gadgets. Talia Azurin Millenium Poe occasionally asked to borrow a quill from Kim, and Kim occasionally had one. Otherwise, Kim usually stuck with her group of friends and tried not to stand in Talia's shadow. This was quite hard, since by now, her shadow was covering the magority of the school.
This is also the story of the sun.
A/N : We were at the beach/
everybody had/ matching towels.
Thanks Sarah, thanks a lot.
(The-Quoi, Go read her stories,)
