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"Hey gang!"

"Hey Eve! How was your summer?" My friends chorused back. I shrugged.

"Fine, mum and dad are a bit off and Poppy and the boys are the same as ever." I told them rolling my eyes and seeing them do the same thing. "You?"

"Well, you know Ste?" I nodded in conformation (he was a hot blonde - no doubt about it) looking at the exited expressions on all my friends faces. "He finally asked me out!" I squealed happily and jumped up and down.

"Ooh lucky you! I'm so jealous!" I told Roisin. She nodded her golden locks happily, squealing with me as we all jumped up and down, celebrating Roy's love life. "What about you Beth?"

"Well, mum had me go to church nearly every day even though I told her I wasn't a Christian-"

"She got grounded, didn't you Beth?"

"I was just getting to that Hannah! But yeah, after I told her, stupidly, on the first week of the holiday, she grounded me and said she had brought me up better-"

"Blah! Blah! Blah!" We all laughed.

"Exactly! So I'm so sorry I didn't write guys but she locked up Goldie!"

"Aw poor Goldie!"

"Poor Goldie? Poor me more like, she had me talk to this group of girls three times a week to try and persuade me to turn back and they were bloody mental!"

"Language Beth!"

"Its not a swear Hans! But yeah it was so boring I'm so happy to be hoooome!" she sung as we moved towards the train.

"Well it can't've been as bad as mine; all I did in the summer was devising a snogging scale with Claire down the road."

"Snogging scale?" Hannah asked, confused.

"Yeah," I said grinning. "From 1 to 10, ok, number one, peck on lips-"

"Standard." Roisin agreed, grinning.

"2- open mouth kissing," Hannah cringed openly and the rest of us laughed. "3- upper body fondling. Yes Hannah boobs! 4 tongues!" We all laughed at Hannah's grossed out expression. "5 –oh… my… Merlin!" I whispered, cutting myself off. All 3 heads whipped around to where I was looking. At a group of very fine looking boys a couple of metres away, walking towards the train and waving to their parents absent-mindedly. About four gingers and two black-haired boys. Everything about them screamed 'hot'. Their swagger, their faces, and their bods… hell, even their parents were hot!

"I think I just melted!" Beth exclaimed in her Brighton accent, her reply being 3 enthusiastic nods.

"How can something be so hot?" I asked astonished.

"I can't breathe!"

"SINCE WHEN DID JAMES POTTER GET HOT?" We all laughed at Hannah's outburst, realising for the first time who it actually was that interrupted my scale.

"Oh no…" I whispered at the same time as Roy and Beth.

"What?" Hannah asked, looking up at us.

"BAGSIE JAMES!" I shouted, laughing evilly at Beth and Roy's groans. "Wait... you have a boyfriend!"

"Yeah but… still…" Roy replied lamely.

"Oh well, Albus Potter may be quiet but at least he isn't an arrogant twat. So sucks for you! Bagsie Albus!" Beth told me laughing and doing a victory dance that consisted of her sucking her teeth in triumph and a sort of weird body roll.

"Well you'll never get him like that." I teased. She stopped mid dance to give me a glare. The 11 o clock whistle sounded and we heard the train start up. We exchanged a quick look between us before picking up our bags and running to the train, my friends jumped easily onto the moving train but looking at how fast it was pretty scary so effectively, I couldn't jump. I squeaked in fear as I ran to try and get the door that my friends were trying to get me in.

"Come on Eve! Hurry up!" Roisin shouted. I shook my head in defeat, slowing down but before I could stop I felt a hand wrap around my arm and yank me in. I screeched once more as I lost my balance and toppled over, pulling my saviour down with me. I looked up and bit my lip.

"Hello." I squeaked out. He chuckled and shuffled on top of me. "How are you?"

"Whats your name?" He asked, ignoring my polite conversation.

"Gallagher- erm, I mean Eve Gallagher." He chuckled once more as I put my hand out for him to shake.

"Well Gallagher, Eve Gallagher," He mimicked with a smirk. "You really should get back to your friends, they'll be waiting for you." He told me getting up and sticking his hand out for me to take when I didn't get up. I took it and – Merlin even his hands are sexy!

"Thanks- oh wheres my trunk- oh thanks." I said when he handed me my trunk with an inhumane amount of strength.

"James darling?" I heard her call. She came around the corner and stopped short at the sight of me.

"Gallagher." She greeted sneering her beautiful features at me and glaring as if her life depended on it, probably at my close proximity to James. Flinging her fake blonde hair behind her shoulder, she un-narrowed her green eyes at me.

"Raven..." I greeted back with little enthusiasm. "Since when were you two going out?"

"I don't think that's any of your business do you?" Ugh, what a typical Pandora Raven response. Yeah that's right Pandora- as in Pandora's Box…

"Yeaaah… well as absolutely fantabulous as this has been- I don't like you," I told her doing a 'what-can-you-do' face. "So thanks Potter, see you some time." I said saluting bye to him like an idiot and sending a glare to Raven.

"Any time Gallagher." He called out after me. The last thing I heard was Pandora commanding James to come into her compartment and meet her friends.


I slumped down on the chair as I got in.

"Oh... we thought you were still on the platform." Roisin said dryly. I raised my eyebrow and replied with:

"James Potter saved me."

"WHAT? Y-You conversed with him w-without telling us?"

"Shut up Beth I only just got back."

"Oh…yeah..."

"Right," I started, giving her a weird look. "Anyway, yeah and guess what?"

"WHAT?"

"Merlin, calm down!"

"THE SUSPENCE IS KILLING ME!" Beth shouted not even sarcastically.

"Right, well, firstly why am I friends with you?" I asked myself. " Anyways… James Potter…"

"Yeah?" Beth asked in a whisper, transfixed.

"Is going out with-!"

"YOU!"

"No."

"Oh." I gave her another look.

"Pandora Rave-!"

"NO! HOW COULD HE DO THAT TO YOU?"

"Shut up! He hasn't done anything yet. Why are you so weird? ...So what do you guys think? How do you think she lured him into her bat cave of lies and whoreyness?"

"Honestly!" Hannah whispered looking up at the ceiling as if it would guide her. Yeah, right!

"Probably her massive tits to be honest."

"Duh Beth! Eve meant what else? What could possibly lure Harry Potter's son into a cave of bats and whoreyness?"

"It's a mystery!" I concluded, looking dumb-founded.

"No it isn't, you lot are just idiots! She isn't a bitch all the time! Only to us! …And she has massive boobs." Hannah told us, looking at us like we were stupid.

"…No… it has to be something else."

"I'm going!"

"Seeing your boyfriiiiend?" I questioned.

"No, I'm seeing Lorcan."

"You're boyfriend then?"

"No."

"Uh-huh." Roisin corrected, nodding.

"Bye."

"BOYFRIEND!"

"He's so totally her boyfriend!"

"Anyway, back to Potter, did he look… let's say… horny when he saw her and interrupted you love session?"

"…Erm… what?"

"You know like 'ooh look here comes a sex-bomb!'" She imitated in a very low voice.

"No. more like 'oh here's my girlfriend, the hottest girl in the school' that sort of look."

"Hmmm… interesting."

"…Yeah. Anyway, I'm going to read this now. So… yeah." I told them picking up my magazine and flipping to the front page.

"Swapsies?"

"Yup, same as usual."


I finished my magazine in record time ...probably... so decided to write a book. Yeah, that right… I'm intellectual! Anyway it goes like this…

My Book.

Maybe I should make the title a bit better though… ok here we go…

My Book Of Fantabulous Words That I Made Up.

Bit long. Too bad. It's sticking. Its gonna be 'My Book' for short though. But here are the first few.

Fantabulous = Fantastic + Fabulous.

Slupova = the cool way to say sleepover.

Swapsies = swapping magazines in a clockwise notation when finished with your own with a group of close friends or 'a gang'

A Gang = a group of close bezzies.

Bezzies = best friends

And so on. But that's only the beginning, there's so much more to write! More slang made up each day and when I'm in seventh year, if I haven't thrown it away, I'm gonna publish it! Gotta dream high to… be high? I dunno anymore. OOH Roy's finished her magalag!

Magalag = magazine.

There.

"Ooh gimmie! Mmm boys edition. Oh-ho they are looking mighty fine!"

"More inside Eve."

"Too true!" I agreed enthusiastically, flipping the sacred pages open carefully, glorying in the fit bods of the Witch Weekly models who put their pride on a low just for girls like me… ooh how kind they are!

7. Bod(s) = Body(s)

Yum.