The next day I woke up in my bedroom and it was snowing and raining, again. I opened the door to my coffin and drank some blood from a bottle I had.
My coffin was black ebony and inside it was hot pink velvet with black lace on the ends.
I got out of my coffin and took off my giant MCR t-shirt, which I used for pajamas. Instead I put on a black leather dress, a pentagram necklace, combat boots, and black fishnets. I also put in four pairs of earrings on my pierced ears. Then I put my hair into kind of a messy bun.
My friend, Willow (AN: Raven, this is you!) woke up then, and grinned at me. She flipped her long waist-length raven black hair with pink streaks, and opened her forest-green eyes.
We put on our makeup, which was black lipstick, white foundation, and black eyeliner.
"Oh my fucking God, I saw you talking to Draco Malfoy, yesterday!" she said excitedly.
"Yeah, so?" I said, blushing.
"Do you like Draco?" she asked as we walked out of the Slytherin common room and into the Great Hall.
"No, I, so, fucking, don't!" I shouted. Just then, Draco walked up to me.
"Hi!" he said.
"Hi," I said, flirtatiously.
"Guess what?" he asked.
"What?" I replied.
"Good Charlotte is having a concert in Hogsmeade," he told me.
"Oh. My. Fucking. God!" I screamed. I love Good Charlotte and they are my favorite band besides MCR.
"Well...do you want to go with me?" he asked.
I gasped.