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Kayla wondered throw the corridors, hoping she could get to her lesson on time. She was late. Really late. People were moving around her, giving her funny looks as she struggled to keep a long pile of books in her hands. Where was she all the time? A number of places actually. First, she thought she could take a little time before transfiguration outside, just a little close to the Lake. Not to swim, but to draw. She was drawing the edge of the forest from what she could see, after drawing, she assumed she had some time left. She left for the library, and started reading the biggest book she could find. She had just stayed reading there, until she had spotted a book on a shelf she couldn't reach (an unlikely situation). She had closed her book and attempted to get it. She even stood on a chair but fell down, succefully getting her book, but in the process hurting herself. The chair had given away at the last second, making her fall down. And somehow she had managed a scar from it. Accidents just seemed to happen around her. It's not like she meant for it to happen. She had checked the clock overhead and realized she was almost an hour late for her first lesson. She was walking as fast as possible without running. She bumped into someone, of course she did. Something like that had to happen when she needed to get going. "Mighty gods of Olympus, what now?" She muttered, trying to pick up the fallen books. She looked up and a person was standing there. She realised, she was the one who caused the accident.
"I am so sorry."