chat room chat, again
- Jason: Damn it, not the best time for a writers' block.
- Summer: What're you trying to write?
Glad to see word gets around about me then. Be glad about the speaking thing then, I suppose, I don’t do this for everyone. I take it your parents really just loved the Summer when they named you, no?

Oh, special I am. In many ways. I’m special whether you talk to me or not. Yuppers. And they named me Summer after my great-great-great-great grandmother. Or something. I always lose track of the greats. Did your parents like Nickelodean a lot and that’s why they named you Nick? Nick-Nick-Nick-Nick-Nick-Nick-Nickelodeaaaan.
My name is Lance, it’s nice to meet you Summer.

So how come we’ve never talked before? I’m pretty sure we have English together. Is it English? I don’t know, I tend to get all my classes mixed up.
Don’t think we’ve spoken before so hi there.

Hey! I’m Summer. But I already know who you aaare. The infamous Nick Dawson. Look at that. The one and only Nick Dawson. Speaking to me. Don’t I feel oh-so-special.
hello there.

Hi! I’m Summer. What’s your name?


I know, I know. I really do. Hogwarts wants me home. Aww, well, thank you! Hopefully the universities think that too then.

Hogwarts, how I miss it so. They’re the only ones who really understand me. Some day I’m going to go to London, find King’s Cross station, and just put like a giant hole in the wall between platforms nine and ten. It’ll happen. Keep an eye for it in the papers for when I get arrested. And I’m sure the universities see it. You’re awesome.
