<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/t7cIx7d.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Darcy Fredricksen (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14003815#msg14003815)<br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong>Robe, shirt, tie, pants, shoes<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Muggleborn<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: 16inch Hazel, Dragon Heart string, swishy<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: About to be known!!<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, September 8th, 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Outside the last class of the week.<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Not much<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Jaxon Smith<br/><hr/><br/>The first week of classes had been fairly fun, there was a lot of information all at once, Darcy had been expecting that, the issue she was having was with the quills. Having spent most of her education at a private school, she was very capable of perfect handwriting, but quills? Seriously? It was like she had no idea how to write, it also didn't help that she was left handed, whenever she was able to write something down it would just smudge it all over the page and over her sleeve, she seriously felt like a child again. By the Friday of the first week she was able to write without getting the ink on her clothes, but her hand was another thing, the side of her left hand was practically stained.<br/><br/>Once the rest of the class left she headed out slowly, the last one to leave as she wondered how she would get the ink from her hand, maybe one of the older students had a spell. Pushing a lock of hair from her eyes she stepped out of the classroom.<br/><br/>Her hand moved to her tie, unfastening it she put it in her bag, her fingers started to unbutton her shirt, giving herself some air to breathe. The uniform wasn't the worst she had ever worn, any uniform that includes a beret should be outlawed. The sooner she could get out of the clothes the better.