Chapter 12
As they walked through Diagon, Flare suddenly grabbed both Silver and Raven's arms, almost bringing the three to a stand still. "What do you want, Flare?" Silver hissed as she tugged everyone forward. "Just realized," the boy started with a whisper. "None of us know how to write. I mean, Raven, you know the alphabet, yeah, but the school's gonna make you write like, entire stories. And none of us can help you with that. What do we do? And what about reading? Raven didn't even go to Year 4! Something like, I dunno, Maladaptive, whatever that means is gunna show up and we'll be screwed," The questions and subsequent realization that none of them were literate enough to write even a single paragraph or read a complicated textbook, made Raven frown. "I dunno yet," he said finally. "But 'ell figure somethin' out. We gotta. 'sides, schools only starts in like what, 5 weeks? We got time," Flare nodded, but something in his face indicated that he wasn't too happy about that answer.