“Peeves might do that.” The little bugger had thrown five dung bombs at her in first year and she smelled like a skunk for a week. It wasn’t a very pleasant experience, and they really didn’t get along much after that. He tended to make things explode on her lately. Like her lunch… That was embarrassing.
Eline walked over to the desk and checked out her book then shoved it into her blue messenger bag--blue was her favorite color--then she looked at Brenna.
“So when are you going to finish your stuff?” she asked.