The second youngest Willows sibling, and possibly the most stubborn. I have a love for sweets and i'm probably the only one in my year who still needs a remembrall. One thing you should know about me; I love to dance in the rain.
Book-smart, maybe. But you’re just a dumb blonde joke waiting to happen, little toy.
And you’re always in conflict with me. You can’t escape it.
Lovely to know that, but I really don’t care. Jokes are jokes and they are meant to be funny, even if it is at my expense.
To be exact, I meant physical conflict. Not your type of conflict.
… Wow, you really are daft.
Extremely daft, aren’t I. It seems as if the professors made a mistake when grading my papers then.
I’m just going to leave you now, seeing as I don’t really want any conflict at the moment.
Actually, you all do, little Zoe.
Every last one of you.
I don’t exactly see the animal like features in all of us, but okay…
How was your summer?
I’m back, my little pets.
Most of us don’t exactly qualify as pets… but hello.
I just don’t want to be here right now. I miss freedom already.
You can always sneak out, or fake an injury to get out of classes.
How about I just leave this place and go live with some old friend? That sounds lovely.
At least the fat lady didn’t lock you out…
And how come?