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BEAUXBATONS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY wasn't nearly as perfect as you might've thought. Sure the students there wore uniforms made of the finest silk, and sure, they got to school every year by flying carriage, but Beauxbatons was simply still a school. That meant drama. A hell of a lot of it, too.
This year, the main topic that obtained whispers was talk of a mass murderer on the loose in England. Marietta had managed to stay out of it for as long as she had, because she paid no mind to what the other girls and boys at her school said and did. Of course, she heard it from her sisters' after the fact because Marceline lived for drama.
Corrupted whispers weren't Marietta's thing, but it was fun listening to what her sisters found interesting and cool.
Marietta skipped down the halls, her left hand gripping a small bright pink journal. Maysis walked next to her, as they were off to find their dorm rooms.
