Skylar sat at Ravenclaw table with a bored expression on her face, watching each first year be sorted one by one to their houses. Each calling was accompanied by the shouts of their new family to guide them to the correct table. When one first year was sorted into Ravenclaw, Lovegood had an outburst that she couldn't quite containe. "You know, I'm American too." She rolled her eyes and slipped a small book from her pocket, scanning the lines of text furiously as the ceremony commenced undisturbed. It wasn't until the food arrived that she put the book down. She was starving, as were many others that she saw stuffing her face. The food was always perfect and Sky couldn't help herself but to go crazy with the meat. A couple of plates in, Skylar was beginning to burst at the seams and had to pick up her book again to prevent explosion.