Twinkling Stars and Eyes PV Elm Walker

Ruby’s quill scratched feverishly onto her parchment and she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear using her left hand. Hmm. Finally, she muttered under her breath. She had finished the essay that was very hard to write and she had to reread her Astronomy textbook again and again to remember. Then, she looked up at the stars and decided to tilt the telescope to her eye. Beautiful stars… constellations. But then again, she remembered something that constantly ate at her brain. Ugh… The social anxiety. I want friends, she repeated to herself for the millionth time. I’m always so shy. Can’t I just grow up and get more friends? Ughhhh… But the stars are so pretty. And they’re twinkling without a care. What would it be like to be a star? Oh. But if I were a star, I would explode at some point. That has got to be painful. She decided to look at the Gemini constellation. Ruby then reminisced about her meeting with Gemini Johnson in the Great Lake. He was a nice guy. She then removed her glasses and began to clean it with the hem of her skirt. After it was clean, she put it on again. Scratching her nose, she noticed somebody. A tall boy with curly and disheveled reddish ginger hair. Aha, he’s Elm Walker. She then decided to get a book. Magical Me by Gilderoy Lockhart. It was one of her favorites, although she knew that they (meaning the stories described in them) were most likely not true.