Sneaking Suspicion, ~Tag For Whoever ~

[Margret Doyle]

It was around nine o'clock p.m. when Maggie finally rushed into the library. She huffed and puffed as she ran to find a quiet place near the romance section. Nobody was ever over in the romance section. Finally the evil, (only evil because she tried to entrance Prof. Badass Badras, whom Maggie had an enormous crush on) blonde, serpentine, (only because Maggie hates her being) librarian was off for the night and she could study without Ms.Tudor stare at her.

"Ughhhhh!" Maggie groaned as she oped her textbook to the right page and started to read, "For the love of all that is sane! Why is this necessary!" She practically jumped out of her skin when someone answered her whining.

[Ariane Labelle]

Ariane had been sitting in the library for about an hour already, attempting, and not succeeding, to do her homework for the night. The place had been pretty full when she came here and seemed to still be that way. Sighing, with her quill in her hand, she let her head fall onto the table that she currently sat at.

After about five or so minutes she heard a very familiar voice and stood up to go find the person. Seeing Maggie seated near the romance section she sat herself down next to her.

"Why I think it's because the school's real purpose is to kill us with boat loads of work, instead of teach us how to become successful wizards and witches." She answered Maggie's question.

[Margret Doyle]

Maggie considered her friend's reasoning, "That makes sense." she agreed nodding her head, "That and the fact a bunch of sadists run this school." With a roll of her eyes she was back to the task at hand, transfiguration.

"Hurahh!" Maggie cheered internally, "Soo much fun." She flipped to the next page hastily. "I can't concetrate!" Maggie muttered to Ari, "I don't know why! I understand all this merde, but ARGGHHHH!" She banged her head on the table, attracting many sets of eyes, she stopped feeling their presence and stared them down until they turned.

[Ariane Labelle]

A loud laugh errupted from Ariane's lips with Maggie's sentence. "Gosh, I think you're right. Or Nazi's of some sort." She agreed with her friend.

"Hmm, when I can't seem to concentrate on my work, I know what seems to help me." She said, a smile tugging at her lips. "Not doing the work!" She exclaimed, gaining her own fair share of stares from people, most of them hostile and angry.

"Wow, these people sure need to lighten up in here." She mumbled, glaring at a few of them. "I don't see what's so grand about doing homework anyway."

[Margret Doyle]

"MAIS OUI!" Maggie yelled, get off her chair, "VIVA LA REVOLUTION! WE MUST MAKE OUR OWN INDEPENDANCE! HOMEWORK MUST GO!" After her rant of justice just make things even more dramatic, she jumped up to the table in a single graceful leap and threw her homework in the air. The pages floated down slowly, as if they were giant snowflakes.

"Join us! Come! We will fight for our right to PARTY!" she cheered, "LIGHTEN UP PEOPLE!" Maggie jumped the small gap to the next table and threw her classmate's homework in the air, "See how easy it is? YOU CAN DO IT!" She jumped over to the table beside the one she stood on and winked at Ari, "Girl, I could use some helppp!"

[Ariane Labelle]

Ariane glanced with surprise at her friend's sudden brust of independence and energy. But that emotion soon changed to one of extreme amusement as she watched Maggie jump from table to table effectively destroying people's homework. "Go Maggie!" She shouted, pumping her fist in the air.

"Alright, can do!" She answered her friend, jumping onto a table and shouted nonsense about cruel teachers with Nazi like issues that they should deal with on their own time and not take it out on the poor student body.