Brand New Magic/Making Friends

Making Friends is the second issue of the series Brand New Magic.

Transcript
Margaret gets out of bed, yawning and stretching. She walks down for breakfast as Charlotte and William are sitting at a table in the kitchen. William looks at her, his eyes trailing down to her feet. Margaret sits down at the table and starts eating some cereal. Margaret's eyes widen in fear. A young Margaret sits next to another girl in the park. Margaret continues to sit in silent fear and slowly looks at William. Margaret smiles smugly and Charlotte noogies her in response.
 * Margaret (VO): My name is Margaret Painex for whoever's reading this. Yes, mom, I know you read my diary... I find it pretty crazy that just after turning 13 I got accepted into Tattoous' Academy. Dad's a teacher there and mom used to go there as a kid, so it's a pretty big deal.
 * William: Still sleeping in socks, I see.
 * Margaret: Mhmm.
 * William: That leads to dry feet, you know.
 * Margaret: Didn't care, was cold.
 * William: Char.
 * Charlotte: Listen to your father, sweetheart.
 * William: So, you excited for your first day?
 * Margaret: Yes.
 * William: You looking forward to seeing what your old dad does at work?
 * Margaret: Sure.
 * William: You wanna make a tone of friends?
 * Margaret (VO): I'm not particularly good at the whole... "friend" thing... last time I did...
 * Margaret: Hi!
 * Girl: Ew...
 * Margaret (VO): And I never tried making friends again...
 * William: It's the best part about going to high school!
 * Margaret: I respectfully disagree with your opinion.
 * Charlotte: I have to agree with your father. It had some ups and downs. I even dated my own best friend back then.
 * Margaret: Was that an up or down?
 * Charlotte: Depends on who you ask.
 * William: She's also a teacher at the school. Don't bring it up to her, alright?
 * Margaret: Not interested in romance anyway... it's gross.
 * Charlotte: Well, it depends on if you find the right person. Plus you're at that age where you start thinking about stuff like this. Go out there and catch you a man!
 * Margaret: No.
 * Charlotte: ...Why do you hate me?
 * Margaret: Cause.