Don't you hate it when people bug you so much that you want to kill them? It happens a lot to me. But my number one enemy is Harry Potter. Truthfully, the story behind why I hate him is no reason to hold a grudge, but there is another reason. A better one actually. It is my pride. After denying that I have a hugmungus crush on him since first year (which I have), admitting defeat is not on my priority list. My pride is at stake here. and I'm not, I repeat not, going to stop trying to pretend that I like him.

"Where's Kristy?" I asked. Turning around I was subjected to two surprises, a good one and a bad one. I'll tell you the good one first. Kristy hadn't been abducted by aliens. Or sucked into a world where no one eats Jell-O. (The HORROR!!!!!!) She was sleeping. The bad surprise was the one that I was the most afraid of.