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"I don't have everything," Addie replied, shrugging uncomfortably. "I'm not a noble. Besides, how do you know that...? I don't really have any friends here, and how do you know about my family?"
She frowned, shuddering as she waded into the water.
"And I do have to work. I have to do really well in my studies, or my family will make me go back to doing apprenticeships again, and I'm just not good at anything else. I mean, at least if you don't make it here, you've got a business to fall back on. I don't have anything. And my family thinks I'm weird."
And it was true. She'd failed at so many apprenticeship tests, and apprenticeships themselves, that her family was at their wits' end trying to find somewhere their daughter could make a living. Allowing her to come to the school had been a last resort, a final prayer that their awkward little giraffe might have some place in the world. It felt like, now, getting into the school had been the easy part. Addie at least hoped Leon would prove to be a friend, and maybe Henry. She knew, class-wise, she had more in common with Cy, but the boy intimidated her quite a bit; she liked people like Eddie better.
"I can teach you how to play volleyball too, it's easy," Addie said, hoping to change the subject. Just for once she wanted to try being a normal girl, confident in herself like the others.
"Hey Addie, could I interest you in a small deal?"
"Uh... I don't know anything about using a forge," Addie said. "And I don't like getting burned or messing around with melted metal and stuff. I'm not really all that strong. And I kinda want to play volleyball now. I don't think I'd be much help."
She felt bad turning him down, but Addie knew she didn't have the strength or skill to be much help to him, nor did she want to risk her studies by doing anything on the side. School was her last shot at finding a place she could succeed.
She frowned, shuddering as she waded into the water.
"And I do have to work. I have to do really well in my studies, or my family will make me go back to doing apprenticeships again, and I'm just not good at anything else. I mean, at least if you don't make it here, you've got a business to fall back on. I don't have anything. And my family thinks I'm weird."
And it was true. She'd failed at so many apprenticeship tests, and apprenticeships themselves, that her family was at their wits' end trying to find somewhere their daughter could make a living. Allowing her to come to the school had been a last resort, a final prayer that their awkward little giraffe might have some place in the world. It felt like, now, getting into the school had been the easy part. Addie at least hoped Leon would prove to be a friend, and maybe Henry. She knew, class-wise, she had more in common with Cy, but the boy intimidated her quite a bit; she liked people like Eddie better.
"I can teach you how to play volleyball too, it's easy," Addie said, hoping to change the subject. Just for once she wanted to try being a normal girl, confident in herself like the others.
"Hey Addie, could I interest you in a small deal?"
"Uh... I don't know anything about using a forge," Addie said. "And I don't like getting burned or messing around with melted metal and stuff. I'm not really all that strong. And I kinda want to play volleyball now. I don't think I'd be much help."
She felt bad turning him down, but Addie knew she didn't have the strength or skill to be much help to him, nor did she want to risk her studies by doing anything on the side. School was her last shot at finding a place she could succeed.