Robyn sat underneath a tree, her notebook in her lap and a pen in her hand. She bit on the pen, herself in extreme concentration. Occasionally she would sit up, fix her jeans so that there were no wrinkles, and then continue to write. But, Robyn was like that and she really couldn't help it. Robyn sighed as she wrote, she didn't hardly want to be here, her father was forcing her to go. He said that it would make her better at magic. She'd been here for a long time and everytime she returned home her father would rudely ask, "Well? Learn as much as Ravyn?" Ravyn, was Robyn's hated twin. Robyn disliked Ravyn for the very reason that her father like Ravyn more. The girls would crave for their fathers attention, almost as if it were a battle. Robyn dropped her pen, and as she reached down to pick it up, someone did it for her.

Ana was walking the grounds trying to gather her thoughts when she saw a younger girl drop her pen. Ana picked it up and handed it to her. Not knowing who she was, she simply smiled at the girl.

"Hey, I'm Anabelle. And you are?"

Robyn gave a cool smile, sweet as sugar.
"Robyn Singe, or Roby as some people call me." Robyn took the pen and very neatly put it lined up with one of the lines on her notebook. The girl looked older to Robyn, but Robyn wasn't one for numbers. "Just curious, and if you don't want me to know that's fine but what year are you in?" Robyn asked innocently.
This innocent act isn't going to keep you hidden forever.
Robyn ignored the voice that stalked her.

Ana thought for a moment and then decided to sit down next to her. She seemed harmless enough. Ana then thought how much she reminded her of Meghan, her friend from back home.

"Well Roby, nice to meet you. I'm a 6th year. Almost done." Ana smiled to herself thinking about how she'd be starting her last year at Hogwarts next fall.

"What year are you?"

"Lucky, I'm just a third year and I want the hell out of here." Robyn rolled her eyes, and glanced and the neatly written song on the notebook. She wondered if she'd ever finsish it.
"My dad, he made me and my sister come here. I think we should go to two seperate schools 'cause my sister is like... the devil or something." Robyn grinned, but she wasn't joking. "Her name is Ravyn. My mum... she had this thing for birds."

"Birds?" Orla walked across the grass to where she saw two girls. Oh god... What am I doing here? she thought to herself, but she knew it was too late. She bit her lip gently and shrunk a little. "I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have done that. Please, continue your conversation. I'll just go...". Her voice jerked a little at the last word, and her accent made it sound like she had just squeaked "Gah!" or something. Why did everything seem to go wrong when she was near other people?

Ana looked to the new girl that joined the conversation. Not wanting to be rude, she figured she should probably give the girl a chance. After all, she was in her own house. It would be good to get to know her.

"No, no, no. By all means, stay. Roby and I were just comparing lives a little. I'm Anabelle. I'm a 6th year."

Robyn forced herself not to glare at the intruder. She gave a sweet smile to replace it, and dropped it as soon as it had appeared.
"Yes birds, quite a nuisance sometimes, don't you think?" Robyn rolled her eyes, joking.
"No no it's fine. Don't worry we don't bite. At least, I don't unless threatened." Robyn smiled, and meant it.
"Robyn Singe, or Roby, third year Slytherin."

Ana stood for a moment, twisting a dark brown ringlet from her hair around and around her fingers. A bout of silence ensued and she suddenly realized what time it was.

"Oh my goodness. I need to get going. It was nice to meet you, Roby. I'll see you around, right?"

Robyn smiled sweetly, "Yea, I gotta go too." Robyn stood and waved to both the girls, picking up her notebook.
"Toodles." She then walked off, a small smirk playing on her lips.