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Everyone was staring at her. Granted, they always stared at her, one way or another. Either it was because of how she looked or people felt like she had no reason to be there. Today she felt more like it was the second reason. For what right did she, as the entire school's personal assistant and errand girl, the ditzy bimbo, have with being in this area of the school? Shouldn't she be off spacing and scribbling in that notebook of hers, dead to the entire world? She'd probably catch that hair of hers on fire or fall into a saw, she was so unfocused.

Jokes on them, Daphne would do no such thing. Had never done such a thing. Upon first impressions, many people seemed to assume she was clumsy or ditzy or just not all there. That she was too feminine, too girly, too childish. That she was dumb.
Ha! More jokes on them! Because only three of those things were true. Sure she behaved a little childish at times, but it wasn't like she was whining at everyone or crying at everything with the expectation of getting her own way. There was a fine way to be childish and she liked to think she had that down to a T. She didn't think she was annoying. But she could understand why people would think the way they did about her. It didn't really affect her life none.

Right now, though...At this very moment, the stares were making her uncomfortable. Nonetheless, she squared up her shoulders and walked with a purpose to her destination, patting at her hair to make sure it was tightly coiled behind her head with not a strand out of place. Her lovely hair wouldn't catch on fire today. Nor would her clothing. The tightest spandex pants she used for jogging and equally the tightest tank underneath the sweater she was currently hiding it with.

"Reporting for my lesson, Mr Berardi!" Daphne announced, standing outside the forge area out of the way. Loudly for her. Which meant it still wasn't very loud to carry across the room to everyone else in hearing range.