A/N: Sorry this took so long!! Thanks to firelily28, Annetje, and BrazilianPrincess for reviewing!! Also thanks to anyone who has this story under alerts/favorites, just please review!

Disclamier: I don't own the title to the chapter before this one or this chapter. They belong to Drake Bell and Bowling 4 Soup, respectivily. I don't own Lily Evans, Minivera McGongall, Howgarts's acceptance letter/addressed envelope, Grease, and Patunia. Lily's Mum, Alessa, the plot, and the setting are my own creations.

Chapter 2:

"Hi Lily, how was your last day of-," A woman wearing faded denim jeans, a matching jacket, black t-shirt, and black high heels asked. This woman was tall and thin and the only resemblance she had with her daughter was the same pale skin and green eyes.

"Terrible!" she answered rashly, running right past her mother, into the kitchen. Lily threw her bag onto a chair and scurried up into her room. She closed the door and looked around. The most promenade piece of the room was the color. The walls were hot pink with a glossy white ceiling and white carpeting. There were posters of "hot new" musicians and bands, as the package had stated. On the closest wall there was a desk, which had a sketch book on it, a set of drawers, and a full length mirror. The back wall had three windows side-by-side that took up most of the space. On another wall was a four-poster bed, with hot pink bedding on it, and a nightstand. Finally on the last wall there were two sliding doors that lead into the mostly empty closet.

Lily walked over to the mirror. She saw a reflection of a girl with big, round glasses and bushy eyebrows that took away from the reflection's beautiful eyes. She saw a white button-up short covered by a white and blue tie and a navy blue vest. There was that blue plaid skirt that caused her a lot of embarrassment and white knee-high socks. The black shoes the reflection wore were hideous. They looked like dressy sneakers. Lily sighed and rolled her head around; she hated the uniform almost as much as she hated her own wardrobe. Quickly she changed out of the uniform into purple sweats and an over-sized red Mickey Mouse shirt.

"Lily, what's the matter! Come down here" Lily's Mum called up to her.

"I'll be down in a second Mum," Lily answered. What she needed right now was to think. Ten minutes had passed and still baffled, Lily went downstairs to find her mother in the kitchen making two ice cream sundaes. Without speaking, she slid into one of two chairs facing a breakfast nock. "Honey, do you want to tell me what's wrong?" Her mother asked Lily before turning around.

"Er-how did you know-," Lily trailed off, she quickly realized that she must be the only one in the house, "Where's Petunia?"

"Oh, her friends and her are at the café," she answered.

"Friends, sure," Lily thought, smirking.

"So," Lily's Mum began, turning around to her daughter, "Do you think that whatever's bothering you can be cured with ice cream sundaes and a movie marathon?"
Lily nodded even through she knew it won't really cure it. Her mum did know how to make it better though. They departed into the living room with a bowl of ice cream in one of their hands. Lily looked down on her sundae; there were 6 scoops of strawberry ice cream. It was drowned in chocolate syrup and bananas. On the top of all of this was a cornucopia of whipped cream and, of course, a cherry on top.

"Mmmmm, it looks delicious, especially the strawberry ice cream!" Lily commented.

"I know it's your favourite," Lily's Mum answered, "Now lets what movies we have to watch. What about … Grease?"

"Ok that sounds good!"

"All right then," She said as she slid the VCR tape into the player.

Nothing was said while they watched the movie. Life was so different then, that Lily didn't think much about it. That was, until, the middle of the movie. Lily realized that Sandy was very lucky; she was allowed to start over without anyone knowing. She could have been anyone, anyone at all. This sweet-and-super nice girl might have been a punk, or a tomboy, or even, a geek.

At that moment there were 3 quick knocks on the door. Lily looked over to her Mum who, reluctantly, got up and to the door. She opened it and was at a loss for words. Standing on the Lily Evans's front porch was a woman probably early 40s, wearing exotic robes and an odd pointed hat. She had her hair in a tight bun and if you looked beyond the smile, you would see a certain glimmer in her eyes that translated into sternness and, perhaps, even a little worry. Lastly, in her hand was a letter addressed:

Ms. L. Evans

Upstairs, 2nd Room to the Left

28 Harbor Lane

Little Whinging

Surrey

"May I come in?" She asked in a polite voice, "I see I have rather a lot of explaining to do."

A/N: So how did you like it? Tell me in your review. The next chapter is very long, but the more and the better your reviews are the faster I'll be able to get it up. Thanks for sticking with Lily!!

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