Unlike her brother, Sage didn't have the same sociable reputation. There was no way she could even come close to knowing the same amount of girls, nor blokes, that he did. Honestly, she was perfectly fine with that.
"They're not all the same, you just have a habit of liking idiots."
Enders. Enders...it sounded familiar enough, though she really hadn't paid attention enough to put a face to the name. Sage tapped her thumbnail againts her bottom lip as she mulled over the Ravenclaw girls she knew.