Penthea laughed a little bit. A million times her family had told her that. But it really didn't change how she felt. Penthea was the quiet, shy twin. She was one of the youngest. She was never overlooked, but she never felt as good as everyone else.
"We should probably go. You need me to walk you home? I can just apparate from wherever." As much as it was fun to sneak out, Pen didn't like the idea of either of them walking around alone. There was still demons on the loose.