Jane Blain. What a boring average name, but boring and average fit Jane a bit all to perfectly. Jane lived in an average town, with average parents, and to put it politely Jane looked rather average too. Today was the day. The day Jane Blain started high school. Crest Hill High School if you wanted to be precise. Freshman. That's what Jane is, fresh meat, the bud of jokes and the willing victim of pranks.
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Jane trudged down the crowd hallway hearing the laughter of reunited friends and introductions of new beings. " Hey Jane Plain! Nice outfit!" laughed the all to popular Rema Louis. " What is this?" She grabbed Jane's sweater and fingered the ancient material. Jane just stood there scowled at Rema her brown eyes narrowing. " Holes in it? Really Jane there's such things as moth balls!" Rema sneered. " Oh really? You should talk!" Jane said grabbing back the sweater and began walking down the hallway " What are you talking about!" Rema called " Uhh... might want to check your pants." Jane said loudly so the entire hall could hear. " Oh my! Oh my god! I can't..." Rema screeched when she saw a gaping hole in the back of her leather pants. Jane laughed to herself ' Wow, luck on the first day, maybe this year won't be too bad' Jane thought. Jane began contemplating whether or not to go to class she finally decided a beautiful HELL NO! Jane began wondering around the halls and finally stopped when she saw a door with Janitor's closet scratched out and Keep out scribbled on. Of course being as curious as a cat Jane started to go inside but it was locked. Fuming Jane finally took out a pin from her frizzy hair and began to pick the lock. Finally she was able to bust through and she coughed as a wave of dust flew into her face. Jane looked around the room and pulled the dingy light above her that slowly sputtered to life. In the room was a small desk and in another was a grimy mop and bucket. Jane rustled through the desk finding only a leather bound book falling apart with age. She pulled on yellow ripped paper from the book and in small smudged writing it read:
Jane,
I'm sure your surprised to see this letter addressed to you, but I assure you this is not a joke. (I'm aware of the cruel ways of your peers) I am writing because I am positive the muggles your living with has neglected in telling you about your history or in fact about whom YOU are. Well if you are interested in knowing meet me at 9pm tonight in this room.
Sincerely
Professor Dumblemore
Headmaster of Hogworts
Ps. Oh and the doors locked so jiggle the handle five times and it will open.
Jane gaped in awe, she rushed to the door and screamed aloud as the door as predicted was locked. Cautiously she jiggled the handle and the door popped open. Jane looked around her and for some reason felt compelled to take the letter with her. So she did. So many questions were bombarding here mind who was this person writing to her? What the hell are muggles? Hogwarts???
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Jane trudged down the crowd hallway hearing the laughter of reunited friends and introductions of new beings. " Hey Jane Plain! Nice outfit!" laughed the all to popular Rema Louis. " What is this?" She grabbed Jane's sweater and fingered the ancient material. Jane just stood there scowled at Rema her brown eyes narrowing. " Holes in it? Really Jane there's such things as moth balls!" Rema sneered. " Oh really? You should talk!" Jane said grabbing back the sweater and began walking down the hallway " What are you talking about!" Rema called " Uhh... might want to check your pants." Jane said loudly so the entire hall could hear. " Oh my! Oh my god! I can't..." Rema screeched when she saw a gaping hole in the back of her leather pants. Jane laughed to herself ' Wow, luck on the first day, maybe this year won't be too bad' Jane thought. Jane began contemplating whether or not to go to class she finally decided a beautiful HELL NO! Jane began wondering around the halls and finally stopped when she saw a door with Janitor's closet scratched out and Keep out scribbled on. Of course being as curious as a cat Jane started to go inside but it was locked. Fuming Jane finally took out a pin from her frizzy hair and began to pick the lock. Finally she was able to bust through and she coughed as a wave of dust flew into her face. Jane looked around the room and pulled the dingy light above her that slowly sputtered to life. In the room was a small desk and in another was a grimy mop and bucket. Jane rustled through the desk finding only a leather bound book falling apart with age. She pulled on yellow ripped paper from the book and in small smudged writing it read:
Jane,
I'm sure your surprised to see this letter addressed to you, but I assure you this is not a joke. (I'm aware of the cruel ways of your peers) I am writing because I am positive the muggles your living with has neglected in telling you about your history or in fact about whom YOU are. Well if you are interested in knowing meet me at 9pm tonight in this room.
Sincerely
Professor Dumblemore
Headmaster of Hogworts
Ps. Oh and the doors locked so jiggle the handle five times and it will open.
Jane gaped in awe, she rushed to the door and screamed aloud as the door as predicted was locked. Cautiously she jiggled the handle and the door popped open. Jane looked around her and for some reason felt compelled to take the letter with her. So she did. So many questions were bombarding here mind who was this person writing to her? What the hell are muggles? Hogwarts???