Smoke looked at Red Star, surprised, as Ginger pulled out a huge bag of sweets out of her bedside table. "What?"
I did enjoy myself at 99% Wicked. The lessons could be a litle boring sometimes, but I always looked forward to the evenings and the weekends, which I always enjoyed with my new best friends.
“Well, how was I supposed to know that you added one teaspoon, not two?” Smoke said, after the day had finished and we were back in the dorm I shared with Ginger and the twins.
At seven the next morning, my dorm-mates and I got dresses and made our way down to the Great Hall for breakfast. We all sat at a table which had seven free seats so we could all sit together.