Jen sat at her desk, staring blankly out the window that it sat opposite to. She had a lot of things on her mind. Her Seventh Year at Hogwarts, boys, her future. Everything was rushing at her so quickly, and at that exact moment, Jen didn't even know what to do with herself. Her mind had been running so wildly that she had actually been going over
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Shaking his head, he grabbed a pen and set out to write a response. But as soon as the tip touched the parchment, Brady stopped. If he wrote back, Jen would surely know it was him. After a few moments deliberation, he figured that disguising his handwriting wouldn't be too hard.
MAYBE SOMEDAY. FOR NOW, I'LL STAY AN ADMIRER.
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