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The next day, she headed into town to go shopping. She bought some tight clothes and shoes with a thin sole on them that would hopefully not inhibit her legs from sticking to surfaces. Next she bought ski masks to hide her face and thin, durable gloves to not leave fingerprints anywhere. While she did her best to try and look normal to not arouse suspicion from her aunt and uncle, she was still quieter than usual and was too lost in thought most of the time. She headed to bed early, or claimed to, then snuck out the window shortly after, carrying a change of clothes in her backpack. Once she was out of her neighbourhood and had changed then headed into the city. It was then that suddenly dawned on her. She had no idea where to even start, let alone what she would be doing exactly, and spent almost an hour wandering around the city to try to think of what she should be doing. At one point, walking aimlessly down the street, she heard a scream nearby. Looking around, there did not

The next morning, she was still in high spirits when she went down to get breakfast. “Morning,” she said smiling and sat down at the kitchen table, oblivious to the fact that her aunt and uncle did not seem their usual cheery selves. “Sleep well, dear?” her aunt asked and served her breakfast. “Pretty good,” she assured and started eating while her aunt and uncle watched her. “Not tired from all the work?” her uncle asked. “I’m good, just wanted to finish up last night like I promised,” Penny said casually. “Say, did my parents leave any sort of inheritance or something?” “A bit, yes, why do you ask?” May asked. “Just wondering,” Penny said and finished off her food quickly, even though it was a bigger portion than usual, her aunt and uncle looking genuinely concerned but did their best to hide it. “See you after school then,” Penny said getting up. “Hold on, I’ll drive you part of the way. Need to pick up a few things,” Ben told her and Penny shrugged. While her uncle drove

After she changed out of the clothes she had been sweating in all night, she took a quick shower then got dressed. She put on some more form-fitting clothes than she usually would, ditching the usual baggy hoodies, tied her hair in a ponytail then headed downstairs almost skipping the way there. “Someone’s feeling better,” Ben said surprised at her new look. “A lot better, yeah,” she said and sat down to eat. “Glad to hear it, sweetie,” May said and placed a plate of food in front of her and gave her a quick kiss on the forehead. The scent of fresh eggs and bacon somehow smelled better than ever and pointed out just how hungry she was. She started digging in at an alarming speed, grabbing rolls every few moments as she wolfed down her food, finishing off with a tall glass of orange juice. When she looked up, she saw her aunt and uncle were staring at her stunned. “Guess I was hungry…” she said embarrassed. “Nice to see you got your appetite back,” May said smiling. “Can I get

It was lunch break at a small high school in New York. Most of the students were grouped as they ate outside, enjoying the warm weather, with few people sitting alone. Among the loners was an almost inconspicuous girl with a mess of brown hair covering most of her face that sat alone in the shade of a tree, eating a homemade sandwich. Leaning against her legs was a sketchpad where the girl was tracing the face of a blonde girl that seemed to be the centre of attention of one of the larger groups of students. The sketch was barely a few lines of the shape of her face and the young artist was taking great care with each stroke and giving it her full attention, the sandwich sitting only halfway finished in her other hand. She was so focused on it that she yelped when someone placed a hand on her shoulder, dropping both her sandwich and sketchpad. “Easy, it’s just me,” a redheaded boy said and helped her pick up her things. “Don’t just sneak up on people like that, Harry… almost gave