HELLO! im sorry that this is so short. im working on getting them longer, but i have been uber busy with summer fun. my bithday was on may 27th...and u kno what would be a great gift? REVIEWS!!!!!!! thanks!

Lily sighed. She was finally done with her classes for the day and didn't have rounds until later. She was stressed.

Lily walked out to the lake and set her bubbles by her feet. She plugged in her I-pod headphones and put them in her ears. This is why she loved being a muggle born, she knew all about their technology and how to use it.

She turned up the volume so that it was blasting. She needed to sing away her worries. She didn't see anyone around, so she sat leaning against the tree, picked up her bubbles, and started to sing.

Lily would pause every once and a while to blow some bubbles. She taught herself this trick when she was younger. Whenever she and her dredfull sister, the stinky Tuna, would get in a fight, she would cool down by blowing bubbles.

Lily took out her headphones, she was tired of singing. She sighed.

Lily gasped as she saw James Potter sit down next to her.

"Why did you stop singing?" he asked.

Lily blushed a bright red.

"Because I was tired and now I just want to blow some bubbles, want to join me?"

James looked into her green eyes. His hazel ones reflected off of hers.

He didn't ask questions, he just smiled and grabed the extra bubble wand that she had brought down.

This is why Lily liked James so much. He just accepted her for who she was, he didn't need her to explain things, he mostly understood.

Lily and James just kept blowing bubbles until it was time for rounds.

James got up siglently and offered Lily his hand.

She accepted it and he helped pull her up.

Though unlike Sirius, James let go of Lily's hand, because well… he had a girlfriend.

After rounds, Lily picked up a seemingly old book. This was her diary. She didn't keep track of her feelings, or the things that she did that day, it was more of a poem book. She wouldn't admit it to anyone, but she loved writing poerty. It helped he explaine her feelings better than just normal words could. She had multipule poems, some depressing, some happy, some just her thoughts at the time. But she often lost her diary in the heads common room, but lucky for her, it looked just like an old book, so James wouldn't think of looking through it. And even if he DID look through it, it's not like she signed her name after every poem, so he could never know who was writing them.

Lily opened up to the next unwritten on page and sat down next to the fire place. She wrote this down:

Love is like the weather,

It can change for the worse or the better.

I'm tired of acting like I hate you,

Can't you see that my love is true?

I think about it everyday,

But it doesn't make the pain go away.

Can't you see that being "just friends" isn't good enough?

And I see you go out with other girls, it's so tough.

I want to tell you how I feel, but I'm afraid,

What if our friendship will fade?

I need you now, more than ever,

I wish that you'd twirl me around, light as a feather.

I need your soft lips to touch mine,

And run my fingers through your hair, so fine.

The point is that I need you,

And I wish that you needed me too.

She also wrote:

Music

It calms when I'm upset,

It makes me not want to fret,

About school,boys, and other stuff,

It makes my life so untough.

Music

Soothes the savage beast

For my ears, it's like a feast.

I turn on the blasting sound

I drift away so I can't be found.

Music

Is like medicine for my aches and pains,

It soothes; my emotions it tames.

I put on music for what im feeling,

My mind is a blank as I stare at the ceeling.

My music helps me so much

Even though it is not something that I can touch.

And sometimes it makes me cry,

But without my music I'd think I'd die!

Lily put her book by the fire and sat down on the couch. She was really tird and decided to rest her eyes.