Suddenly, an ugly ginger family came into view. I was crying tears of blood and Dumbledore looked extremely shocked. He patted me on the shoulder.
"I'm very sorry, I did not know about your tragic childhood. Forgive me."
I sniffed. My makeup had run and now I looked like an idiot. I sobbed harder until I felt a hand on my shoulder. A fat woman stared at me with pity in her eyes. You're ugly, I thought.
"Hello Sofia Annabella Charlotte Lula-Lula Gaskarth-Cullen," she said, with a smile. It was supposed to be kind, but I got annoyed. Why does no-one get my name right?!
"For fucks sake, my name is Annabella Lula-Lula Charlotte Gaskarth-Cullen!" I shrieked sadly. Behind her were four boys and a girl. She was Scene too, with long extensions in her blood red hair and a heavy fringe covering her black eyes. I glared at her, she looked such a poser.
The boys would NOT stop staring either! I felt uncomfortable, being the centre of attention and all, before Dumbledore spoke.
"She is feeling a little sensitive about her… tragic past," he said dramatically. "So treat her nicely, because she's also royalty."
The smallest ginger boy was still staring. I lost it.
"What the hell do you want?" I spat. I was so tired of all these rude people today.
"He thinks you're hot," said what looked to be the oldest, who was also a complete nerd. I scowled.
"I don't have time for your crap, where am I staying?"
The plump woman pointed to a run-down old pub. It looked so dirty.
"I can't stay in that old place," I said disgustedly. "For fucks sake, this day has been so shitty. I'm going to Blue Banana."
Blue Banana is like my favourite shop ever. It sells emo clothes, emo hair dye and emo accessories, and it also does emo tattoos and piercings. Because I was in a bad mood, I went and got a tattoo of my favourite band's logo, which is Blood on the Dance Floor. They saved my life, so I got their names written above my heart, then I got my lip pierced twice on the left side of my mouth.
I felt a little better then, so I went outside and looked around. It was really boring, and I saw the ginger boys again all waiting for me outside a shop selling wands.
"We have to take you to get a wand," one of the twins said, blushing. We went inside, me keeping away from the commoners, and I grabbed a really sexy wand. It was deep purple with all my favourite bands written along it and their logos. It was perfect. Quickly I hid it in my bag and ran out the shop so I wouldn't have to pay for it. No way am I wasting any of my precious £5,000,000 on that shit.
"Woah, you're really badass," said the other twin, who was slightly less ugly than the other one. I raised an eyebrow.
"What's it to you?" I said coolly. I turned away.
"Sofia, wait!"
"What the FUCK do you want?" I snapped. What a tedious day.
"I think… I think I love you!"
I gasped.
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