(a.n. I had been writing a story about Final Fantasy X but those gay fags wouldn't give me any reviews when I only asked for one! FUK U U MUTHR FUKERS! So I switched to Harry Potter. Please review, this is my second fan fic but I may go back and write more of the other one still. Thanks Stephanie for helping with this one too, I really do appreciate it.)
Hello, my name is Cynthia Suicide Beverly Porsche Hikaru and I am a scene model. I have bleach blonde hair that is all teased up and I have a pale complexion. I like to wear black Victorian style dresses that look like old ballroom gowns. I'm half vampire, but the human blood in me thinks that the vampire blood is a disease so it always attacks it, and because of that, I am always sick. I am also a witch, and am in my 12th and final year (uknow like 12th grade) at Hogwarts where I study magic.
I was walking down the hall and I saw Luna Lovegood sitting on a bench. She's scene too (Don't you think she should have been way more scene in da part won of the final movee? I hope those fukers fix that. I was really dissappoointed.) and was readding the kama sutra.
"Oh hi Luna" I shouted exsasperatingly
"Oh hey Xythnia" she reponded "what's up?"
"Just talking a wak" I said back
(a.n. what do you think? Please review, don't be dumb fuks like the people with my last story. KTHX)
