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𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 3
Just then another bright light appeared. (I'm getting tired of writing that sentence over and over again lmao) A blonde-haired girl blinked in surprise at being teleported to another place but took it in stride like the girlboss she is.
"Gwanda! You're here!" Celia threw her arms around the poor confused girl, who hugged her back with perplexion.
"What the- where the hell am I?" Gwen blinked rapidly at her best friend, the very best friend who was currently wearing some medieval robes and shit. Behind her was Peter, who was smiling sheepishly, as well as May.
"Why am I here? Wherever here is..?" she mumbled the last part to herself, though the hall could hear her words clearly (she really wasn't a good whisperer).
"Oh! You're at my shitty boarding school. We're all here to watch our futures yadda yadda. Now come one!" Celia dragged a bewildered Gwen over to their seats, and plopped down next to her, in Peter's lap.
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𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐊𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄 | ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇꜱ
Fanfiction𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐊𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄,, lost in the memory, august slipped away into a moment in time 'cause it was never mine. ﹙𝐇𝐏 𝐱 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐋﹚
