I'm Studying, sir! private

"Hmm... I could tweak this..." She scribbled some words out with her quill on the old parchment. She tilted her head to the side, and her eyes flickered a new yellow-gold color, changing from her natural green. She hummed, as she always did when she worked hard, and looked around at Cody. He seemed deep in thought, and she asked, without thinking about personal space, What he was thinking about. She then realized how rude that was, and corrected herself.

"You don't have to answer... I ask too many questions sometimes..." She looked back down at her scroll. "How about... Not only was Artemisia one of the most famous minister for magic, but she also had a few interesting tidbits and facts too. Did you know, that she was known for 1. Insisting on having the World Quidditch Cup in britian, on one of her years in office 2. She founded the Department of International Magical Co-operation and lastly 3. She was a Hufflepuff when she was in Hogwarts as a young girl. These facts are small pieces of information that make our leaders the way they are. There are facts all around such as these. Thank you." She looked down at the paper, fixed a grammatical error, and looked back up at Cody.

[font=century gothic]Cody listened intensely, yes. It was good, good for him, and should be good for the professors. They should know that not all of the students are skilled in scribing or writing in general. Cody wans't one who knew how to write an essay, but he knew how to write a book report.

But Cody would notice an expression upon Liz's face, and he assumed it had to do with his deep trance. "Well, darling, I think that your prompt is amazing! The paragraph is so fantastic! I think you will get an O, honestly! But, that look you gave me, I believe it was because I was thinking about what I would write about, for a book report. Anyways, I doubt it's here, The book I mean. Now, back to our topic, shall we?"

Cody said, his eyes smiled. He tried his hardest to be positive but it was odd. Odd in a way that Cody felt happy to help Liz, but wasn't sure how he was much of help.

"Liz, tell me, am I really that much of a help? Or am I just useless. I feel useless being here and knowing little on english. May I hear the truth?"[/font]

"Au contrair! I think that you are a great help! Cody, you literally helped me write an entire essay! It doesn't matter if you know little about English, or anything! I asked you for help because I know you are a capable person! And screw the fact that we've known each other for- pfft- 20 minutes, I'm pleased to have someone in my presence who I can relate to! It's honestly not easy to do..." She laughed. "Don't think you're anything less than what you are. It's one of those things that stops people from reaching their potential!"

Liz set her paper down and pulled a pocket watch from her pocket. "What time does your next class start?" She asked, moving the papers as she looked at it. She looked over at them, stacked them up, below the book she had labeled "Sketchbook". She popped the papers into her satchel, and went back to her watch. "I only ask because it's been a while. I mean, that Study hall might intertwine with another one of your "class classes"- The one's you're required. I Just- don't want you to be late for class, or to get detention because of me, you know?"

[font=century gothic]Liz asked about when his next class was, but Cody, he didn't care when it was. "Detention is perfectly natural for me. Which is why I'm not quite as suprised if that would be something that me get in trouble... actually.. no... I would be in trouble right off the bat as I don't think many of the professers have much of a positive outlook on me. Uhh- but I would have to assume that it would be a class I don't have much of a preference for. Like digging in the grounds. It might be Herbology. I get lost anyways searching for the classes.

Often times, I seem to run into a locked door and all."

A long statement, a brief pause. But that was Cody after all. He walked out of the library, winking at Liz. "Until next time!" He called out, awaiting for the next time he comes across Liz, and not for studying, but for something fun! Perhaps Liz would be there for Summer Camp next year? Rumors were that SCAR invaded the camp, and well, Cody wanted something to do with it! The boy would apologize really quickly, then run out of the room, frantically searching for his next class.[/font]