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My Immortal

Chapter 3.

AN: STOP FLAMMING DA STORY PREPZ OK! odderwise fangz 2 da goffik ppl 4 da good reviews. There is no way you got good reviews. FANGS AGEN RAVEN! oh yeah, BTW I don't own dis or da lyrics 4 Good Chralotte. Yet more of that amazing spelling.

On the night of the concert I put on HELP. my black lace-up boots with high heels. Underneath them were ripped red fishnets. Then I put on a black leather minidress with all this corset stuff on the back and front. I put on matching fishnet on my arms. I straightened my hair and made it look all spiky. NO-ONE CARES WHAT YOU WEAR! STOP DESCRIBING IT! I felt a little depressed then, so I slit one of my wrists. :O I read a depressing book while I waited for it to stop bleeding Correct me if I'm wrong, but doesn't she slit her wrist to stop her feeling depressed? So why would she read a depressing book to make her depressed again? Oh yeah, I know why. She's an idiot. and I listened to some GC. I painted my nails black and put on TONS of black eyeliner. Then I put on some black lipstick. I didn't put on foundation because I was pale anyway. You have been wearing white foundation for the last 2 chapters! I drank some human blood so I was ready to go to the concert. I'm still worried about her having blood pretty much on tap in a school full of children.

I went outside. I think we're missing something here... Draco was waiting there in front of his flying car. Did you steal it from Ron? How dare you, you stupid pineapple! He was wearing a Simple Plan t-shirt (they would play at the concert too), baggy black skater pants, black nail polish and a little eyeliner (AN: A lot fo kewl boiz wer it ok!). Not in my country/continent/world/universe.

"Hi Draco!" I said in a depressed voice. YOU ARE GOING ON A DATE WITH 17-YEAR-OLD DRACO MALFOY WHO IS PRETTY HOT! WHY THE HELL ARE YOU DEPRESSED? OH YEAH, BECAUSE YOU ARE A MARY SUE!

"Hi Ebony." he said back. We walked into his flying black Mercedes-Benz, hitting my head on the roof as I did so because I'm too stupid to realize you can't walk into a car, (the license plate said 666) and flew to the place with the concert. On the way we listened excitedly to Good Charlotte and Marilyn Manson. We both smoked cigarettes and drugs. "Because that's cool, fabulous and incredibly healthy!" I say sarcastically. When we got there, we both hopped out of the car. We went to the mosh pit at the front of the stage and jumped up and down as we listened to Good Charlotte.

"You come in cold, you're covered in blood

They're all so happy you've arrived

The doctor cuts your cord, hands you to your mom

She sets you free into this life." Happy lyrics. sang Joel (I don't own da lyrics 2 dat song).

"Joel is so f*cking hot." I said to Draco, You are on a date! You do not say that on a date, you Mary Sue! pointing to him as he sung, filling the club So you're in a club now? with his amazing voice. Also, no. He's ugly. SO UGLY!

Suddenly Draco looked sad. I wonder why?!

"What's wrong?" I asked as we moshed to the music. The slutty Mary Sue doesn't realize that she just told her date that she thinks someone else is hot. Then I caught on.

"Hey, it's ok I don't like him better than YOU!" I said. Keep telling yourself that, Ebony.

"Really?" asked Draco sensitively and he put his arm around me all protective. Bag grammar.

"Really." I said. "Besides I don't even know Joel and he's going out with Hilary f*cking Duff. I f*cking hate that b*tch." I said disgustedly, thinking of her ugly blonde face. A face cannot be blonde.

The night went on really well, and I had a great time. So did Draco. After the concert, AAAnd it's a concert again! we drank some beer and asked Benji and Joel for their autographs and photos with them. It's highly unlikely that Ebony and Draco would be able to actually talk to them. We got GC concert tees. Draco and I crawled back into the Mercedes-Benz because we were so p*ssed we couldn't even walk, but Draco didn't go back to Hogwarts, instead he drove the car into... the Forbidden Forest! *sarcastic gasp* Also, correct me if I'm wrong but the Forbidden Forest is in the grounds of Hogwarts, isn't it? So you did go back to Hogwarts but not the actual school.

Thanks for taking the time to read this piece of crap with me. Before you do anything else, you may wish to pick up your brain cells from the table and pop them back in your head. Thanks again, baiiiiiii!