Ariah was about to say something when a new voice chimes in. "There you are! We've been looking everywhere for you. What are you doing hanging out with these two?" Alicia asks sounding disgusted.
"You know them?" Leta asks wrinkling her nose.
"Yeah." Ariah sighed then whispers to Leta. "They're a bit stuck up but I sat with them on the train and now they won't leave me alone. So I just tolerate them."
"Sorry." Leta whispered back.
"If you're done talking to these weirdos, then let's go." Kylie adds.
Newt looks up, his blue eyes looking at Kylie's face quickly then Alicia's as if he was trying to figure out their motives. "Don't call them that. Newt is really smart and fun to talk to and so is Leta."
Newt looked back down at his book, cheeks reddening again. "He does that when I compliment him too. I think he just blushes easily." Leta whispers. Ariah laughed a little as Kylie and Alicia watch, their eyes narrowed. "If you aren't coming, see if we care, but don't expect us to hang out with them." Alicia says disdainfully flipping her blonde hair and stalking off, Kylie following.
"Sorry about them." Ariah says after a short pause.
"It's alright. Newt and I are kind of outsiders."
"I don't mind, you guys are cool."
"Well, keep hanging out with us then. You don't mind if Ariah starts hanging with us do you Newt?"
He shook his head. "I don't mind."
"Brilliant. You're stuck with us now."
"Glad to hear it." she smiled at them and Leta smiled back then Ariah went back to her essay.
After she finished her essay she pulled her new favourite book, The Magician by W. Somerset Maugham. It had just come out and she couldn't get enough of it.
"What are you reading? Is it a wizard book?" Leta asks.
"No. It's a muggle book. I brought it from home."
"So are you muggleborn or halfblood?"
"Half. Mum's a muggle and dad's a wizard."
"Cool." Leta says
"You students need to get to the Great Hall unless you want to miss dinner." Madam Pence the librarian called out.
"I guess we better do as she says." Ariah remarks, folding down her page then stuffing her book into her bag and rolling up the parchment her essay was written on, capping her ink bottle putting it and her quill away.
"Yeah you're right." Leta agrees, rolling up her essay parchment too and stuffing it along with her quill and ink into her bag. "Are you going to tell Newt or should I?"
"I can."
"Alright. I'll go save us some seats."
"Okay. Cya Leta." Ariah says waving goodbye to her new friend. Although it seemed like she and Leta had been friends for ages. She was just so easy to talk to. She smiled a bit, tapping Newt on the shoulder after closing her bag and slinging it over her head.
