My Strange Dream
By: XiXi Scarlett
A knock sounds on the door, and XiXi, an eleven-year-old girl with dark poofy hair, strolls over to open it. It was the plain white door to her somewhat messy room.
"What do you want?" XiXi asks, somewhat annoyed.
A tall girl with dull brown hair tied in a ponytail wear a black and white striped tee with blue jeans and running shoes stood in the doorway.
"Um, I'm looking for an author called XiXi Scarlett," she says.
"That's me. What do you want, and who are you?"
"I'm Tara GIlesbie."
XiXi almost faints of shock. WHY IS SHE HERE?
"Um, I'm the author of, lyke, My Immortal."
"Yeah, I know that," XiXi says slowly. "Do you want me to help you redo My Immortal so it's actually...likeable and not in a bad way?"
She shakes her head.
"What do you need from me, then?" XiXi wonders.
"I dunno. Just wanna talk, I guess..." she says 'deprzzd lyke'.
"Why did you write My Immortal?" XiXi asks.
"Because I was, lyke, bored and making words on the computer. I don't know, but isn't Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way soooooo perfect?" Tara gushes.
"Um, yeah. That's the problem. She's a Mary-Sue-" XiXi is cut off.
"HER NAME IS ENOBY! NOT MARY-SUE YOU PREP!" Tara yells. "AND YEAH I, LYKE, TOTALLY CUT MY WRISTS AND STUFF 'CAUSE IM DEPRESSED!"
"You're not depressed," XiXi says and turns on 'Space Unicorns' by Parry Gripp (A/N You HAVE to look that up) to see what Tara will do.
She crawls into fedal position.
"THE HAPPINESS! IT BURNSSSSS!" Tara shrieks. Then, she shrivels up and dies.
XiXi calls her dragon, Onyx, to eat Tara. After the deed is done, XiXi brushes off her hands on her jeans, and goes back to her laptop to try to write more of her strange dreams.
A/N I dreamt this last night. I'll add the other part, too. Like, right under this quick A/N. Woah, deja vu.
My Strange Dream Part Two
Still by: XiXi Scarlett
Told in XiXi's POV
I sit at one of the four long tables in my backyard. Today was something like a Thanksgiving BBQ. Draco comes over and sits next to me. I laugh at him because his hair is gelled back like in the first two movies.
"Loser," I laugh.
"Not in the mood, cuz," he snarls.
"Did someone just break-up?" I ask, fake sadness in my voice.
"Nooo..." he says suspiciously.
Suddenly, Ron stands on the table and starts singing 'Sonorous Love' by Ministry of Magic.
"Come on, everyone! Time for bikes!" Narcissa calls.
All of the Malfoy-Weasley-Potter-Black-Tonks-Greengrass-Pureblood-in-general family runs into the front yard. I realize that I'm randomly in my pajamas. I run down the sidewalk to my mom's car. I look around in the trunk before I see everyone coming back on their bikes. I speed back to the table I was sitting at, and Draco sits next to me again, fiddling with a spork.
"This is an amazing Muggle contraption!" he exclaims. "It's like a fork and a spoon!"
"Naw," I say sarcastically. "Really?"
"Orange orange orange banana banana you glad I didn't say orange?" Draco yells and then laughs madly.
I bang my head on the table repeatedly.
A/N ...My dreams are strange...