Me, Myself & I

Nikki had helped herself to the very back row, of Sargent and Bean's wonder circus' main tent, because she heard that you're less likely to be picked if you're in the back, and that the light can't rotate that far. She didn't want to be chosen as a volunteer..she might do it wrong and embarass herself..or she may do it right and look like she was showing off. There was no win-win, she thinks so anyway.

She sat down, and began to eat some of the pink fairy floss she'd recently bought, along with a corn dog and some popcorn...She was hungry and felt lonely...maybe these were her comfort foods. She couldn't hold everything though, so with a sigh, she put her corn dog in with the popcorn, so she could finish her stick of fairy floss.

Today, she was wearing skinny blue jeans, brown nearly worn out thongs, a white singlet but with a light blue cardigan and had her hair straightened as well as the usual natural looking make up and random pieces of jewelery. With another sigh, she waited impatiently for the show to start. There was so much to do and so much to see.

Frank Longbottom stepped into the main tent, looking around, a small look of wonder on his normally passive countenance. He held a bag of popcorn in one hand and a large smile on his lips, his eyebrows raised high. He shook his head, chuckling under his breath in quiet amazement at this. In all his years in the magical world, he had never seen something so magical- it was absolutely stunning, undeniably brilliant.

He walked in further, watching some of the acts that were already in progress, his eyes growing wider with amazement. “Wow,” he could not help but whisper, shaking his head. He realized he should get a seat and he turned, looking around, scanning the crowd and seeing that the audience was pretty much full, and there wasn’t much room left.

He began to walk up the stairs, deciding to go to the top. He sat next to a girl, younger than him and recognized her as Nikki Lestrange- she was not too much younger than him. He was not sure she knew him though. “Hi, could I sit here? I’m Frank Longbottom. Aren’t you Nikki Lestrange?” He smiled pleasantly and then turned and looked forward again. “It sure is something, isn’t it?”