Z looks at the note and scribbles nice to meet you my names Z what's ur name as she thought topics were getting scarce regarding breakfast food the owl folds itself up but flies in the wrong direction landing in front of the a curly haired ginger girl Z mouths sorry and indicates it was meant...
Ouch Z said as the paper aeroplane hit her she saw a red-haired boy look at her guilty. She opened up and saw what's your favourite breakfast food is written on it she took out her Quill and wrote ωαғғƖєѕ, ʜᴏω αʙᴏᴜᴛ уᴏᴜ? she doted her question mark with a simple heart it was a force of habit...
Z walked to breakfast, she was starving she ran over to her friends as they waited for breakfast they laughed and caught up on their holidays and where discussing what they wanted there timetable to look like
(did I do well????? I'm so confused about this whole thing)