fantasy.

“How is it? Work, I mean - at the Wizard’s Voice.” He asked, furrowing his brow. “I still don’t really know what to do next year.”

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“I mean, it’s a lot of work, but I like it because it’s what I like to do, so I don’t mind it. Do you enjoy to write? Or would you rather do something else like take photos, or edit? I can try and get you a meeting with one of the editors, Avery, see if you’ll like it, you can learn what she does.”

“Art and dancing. And while I do love doing both of those, I really want do something to help people.”

“You can do something with art therapy,” James suggested. “You can help those who are struggling with mental illness, or those who have trouble expressing their emotions, or those with traumatic brain injuries.”

“Healer, magical researcher. Things like that.” Julia shrugged. “I’m still exploring my options.”

“Well, what are you good at?”

“True. I do have a few ideas in mind. I just need to narrow them down.”

“What are they?” James questioned.

“So far so good. I just can’t believe it’s my last year. I still haven’t made up my mind what I’m going to do after I graduate.”

“Don’t worry, you still have time. Charlie still hasn’t made up his mind and he’s graduated already.”

“James!” Julia smiled at him. “Yeah, I think so. How have you been?”

“Good, good, I’ve been working a lot lately. And you? How is seventh year going?”

“How come?” Kennedy wondered, starting in on carving her pumpkin.

James shrugged. “I guess I was really focused on my studies, I don’t know. Plus stuff like this is really weird to do without my parents and stuff.”