Emlyn sat there trying to hold in her boredom for a few moments before scooting closer to her sister. The chair squeaked as it moved, which was sure to draw her sister’s attention. Emlyn sat still next to Ellory making a face with her eyebrows raised and jaw half-open looking as if she was ready to say something at a moment’s notice. She slid her arm dramatically across the table, with no inclination to be secretive about her plan for when her hand arrived at it’s destination. Her hand inched slowly and creepily towards Ellory’s textbook that she was nose deep in and propped her fingers under the cover. *Slam* Emlyn slammed her book shut and said “you know what’s better than A history of Magic? Anything. Literally anything. Especially finding out what that boys name is, you know, that cute brown-haired boy who sits in the front of History of Magic? I think I pay more attention to his eyes than any of the lessons so far” she laughed.