<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Qcw85qy.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Cassandra "Cassie" Blair<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>WTCH101-2451<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Cauldronary Arts<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>Tuesday September 8th  |  After classes, 3:30 ish?<br/><strong>Location:</strong>School Swimming Pool<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Dori, Open<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Nothing yet... but, who knows, maybe another baby Kraken will manifest!?<br/><hr/>She missed the sunny days of Colorado, where one could just go skinny dipping in the great big lake in the Maroon Bells, or swim normally at city rec center.  Course, she hadn't been allowed to do either, as much as she wanted, this last summer.  In fact, she'd barely had any free time at all.  Between her grandmother and mother and the extra amounts of schoolwork they'd both heaped upon her, she'd had a very very boring summer break.  In fact, this last week had been the most fun she'd experienced in months.  If they knew she was skipping a study session to go swimming, they'd likely hex her.<br/><br/>She smirked.  What they didn't know, wouldn't hurt her.<br/><br/>She found her way into the locker room, selected a place to stow her clothes and backpack, and then quickly changed into her two piece swimsuit.  It wasn't as sexy as she would've liked, as it was designed for actual swimming.  Still, it was cute and left her midriff bare.  She cringed at the lack of a tan.<br/><br/><em>Not that swimming inside was going to improve that.</em><br/><br/>The optimist in her focused on the positives.  Her skin was smooth and unblemished, and offered a hint of muscle tone that she thought was appealing.  The pink and green bottoms hugged her butt, and if she bent just right she could provide any onlooker with a blood pressure raising display.  The top, however, was pretty much a loss.  It had large thick straps, came up high on her neck, and didn't allow for any cleavage.  She pursed her lips and pondered an alteration spell, but after the mishaps in the Hexology class the other day, she decided against it.  After all, if she somehow made the top disappear or burst into fire, then she wouldn't be able to swim at all.   At least it cupped her breasts firmly, and while they weren't as marvelous as some of the other GRL sisters, they weren't easy to hide.<br/><br/>On a whim she tied her pink hair into a set of pigtails.  As satisfied with her look as she was going to get, she returned to her bag, removed a vial of orange liquid, glanced about to make sure no one was watching, and took a swing.  Mmmm... banana cream pie.  Yum!  She then quickly returned the vial to her bag, made sure her locker was in fact locked, and exited the changing room toward the pool.<br/><br/>As she walked around the large lap pool, she could already feel the tonic taking effect.  She would need to eat hearty this evening or else she'd wake-up skin and bones tomorrow; like literally.  The little elixir had been a Blair family recipe, and was the perfect thing to keep the Freshman fifteen away.  It only required a fraction of the exercise it'd normally take, and it tasted like banana cream pie.  At least, her version did.<br/><br/>There weren't many students in the water, and even fewer along the side.  It was probably earmarked for the swim team, she thought.  Though, when she had inquired at the front desk she'd been assured it was open to all current students.  She shrugged, placed her towel at the end of an empty lane, plugged her nose, and then gracefully jumped in.<br/><br/>The water was a bit cold, but her body soon adjusted.  She pursed her lips as she clung to the nearby wall.  Maybe she should buy a swim cap?  It seemed almost all the other people wore one.  Though, they might actually be athletes, she thought.  Another shrug.  She liked the way her pink hair trailed behind her like the tail of a kite or a really long ribbon on a sparkly wrapped present.<br/><br/>Well, this wasn't exactly fun, but looking super sexy was, and if she didn't start some sort of exercise then the concoction was going to eat away her cute butt and ample chest.  Then, she would never get a boyfriend, or girlfriend, or significant other, or get laid, unless it was a pity lay, and then it would be bad, unless it was unexpectedly good, but then maybe it'd only be the potion making her think it was good, and she would actually be a really bad lay?  Yeah... crawl stroke.  Now!<br/><br/>Goggles would've also been a really good idea, she scolded herself after she had gone back and forth a few times.  The chlorine was already burning, but every time she closed her eyes she drifted into the floaty-rope thingies.  So open eyes and burning sensation.  Just remember, you'll keep the weight off.  She wondered whose turn it was to cook that night, and hoped it was as tasty as Prue's or her own.