[center][color=8493ca][h1]Tijd Mágos[/h1][/color](open to interation)[/center]
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"I need no help," Tijd scoffed at the second-year behind her. "And besides, even if I did need it, why should I ask you?" She stalked off. [i]"That was rather rude," she thought.[/i] Tijd had butterflies in her stomach. Her heart was beating super fast. Taking deep breaths, Tijd slowly rose to her full hight. She had been slouching a bit. Summoning a little water, she fixed her hair, which had gotten a little frizzy. She ran inside and found her room as fast as she could. She lay on her bed, and in a few moments, had passed out from dehydration and nerves.