Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot which isn't really mine, too.

Author's Note: I don't usually picture Lily like this at all. This story is quite unusual for me to write - it's based on some real people that I have had the unfortune to know. I don't really like the story myself so this will be a one-shot.

I F O N L Y I H A D A R O S E

I'm Lily Evans and I'm in love. No really, I'm in love, it doesn't matter that I'm fifteen years old and I know nothing about life. My best friend is very different from me. Her name is Calina Adams. Something has changed in her since November last year. She's so bloody cold suddenly and she doesn't talk to me much. She really doesn't even smile anymore. Enough about her and her oh-so-miserable life. Don't get me wrong, I do care about her, she just pushes me away. I wonder why.

I love roses and I listen to love songs and I read romance novels. And I will never marry somebody who doesn't suit my every ideal. I have a bad habit, too. I giggle. Every time when Calina hears me giggle, she gives me this dirtiest look ever.

Calina has this idiotic friend, too. Judith or something. She's an idiot. She doesn't believe in love. I mean, she doesn't believe in love. Like, how's that even possible? This Judith goes to Hogwarts, too but she's in Ravenclaw or something. She sat next to me once in Arithmancy and I had written "Love, like a river, will cut itself a new path whenever it meets an obstacle" on the cover of my notebook. And she saw it and started saying it was wrong and everything. She's so gross.

Oh yes, I said I was in love. I found a boy who suits my every ideal. James Potter. I know that you're thinking "that arrogant berk?" but okay, he doesn't suit my every ideal. Well, it's not like I'm going to marry him, right? Yes he's arrogant and I know what Calina was thinking when I told her. Something along the lines that I'm a hypocrite. I mean, she has no right. Okay, maybe I didn't like who Calina liked because he was arrogant but that's totally not the same thing, right?

Anyway, I love James Potter. He's like so cool. He has black hair that's like so messy. And hazel eyes. Oh my, I just cried yesterday over him. He certainly doesn't like me. I barely even talk to him. Well, he asked me out once but that was in front of the whole school at breakfast and it was as unromantic as possible and I was so humiliated. I declined. Did I ever mention that I'll go out with someone who asks me out romantically with a rose in his hands and candlelight around us and looks at me with these pleading eyes.. oh, I'd love that. I love roses, they're just like so cool. I can't understand why Calina hates them. But as I said, she's different from me.

I'm smart too. And I'm beautiful, yes, I'm not afraid to admit it. I have top marks in all of my classes and I think that suicide is like so pointless. And my eyes always twist strangely when I'm talking to boys. But fortunately I don't talk much to boys.

I have never kissed anybody. I don't like boys who ask "May I kiss you?" before they do, it's like so not romantic. I study all the time. But I don't like that Calina rarely studies and her marks are almost as good as mine. It's like so unfair. And I would like to be more daring. Oh my god, I must go to Hogsmeade and find out what time the Hogwarts Express arrives at London when we're going home. And I'll buy myself a rose and I'll send it to James anonymously with a note saying "send it to Lily signed James" and then I'll Obliviate myself and then I'll receive the rose and I'll be like so happy. Oh my god, I'm a genius!

Lastly, I would like to dedicate this story to her who knows and him who theoretically could know but doesn't. Dearies !

Reviewing wouldn't do harm, also! You're dearies, too. : )