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The song lyrics mentioned below are from "Now or Never" from High School Musical 3: Senior Year.

Day Three

This is the last time to get it right
This is the last chance to make it our night
We gotta show what we're all about

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The next day, I felt strange waking up in my own bed. I felt so proud of myself -- I was going to win! I jumped out of bed with a burst of energy and started happy-dancing around my dorm. When I was finished, I saw three amused faces staring from their own beds.

"You should totally dance more often." Miranda Jameson burst out laughing. Kathy, Ally Dejardins, and Symone Perry followed her lead. Ally looked like she was trying hard not to laugh, but couldn't help herself.

I stuck my tongue out at them and went to brush my teeth. Symone followed me in the bathroom and started straightening her hair. She glanced at me and smiled slightly. I didn't really know her at the time, but she had always been nice to me.

"So..." I said awkwardly. Symone giggled.

"Yeah...um...yourfriendScorpiusisreallycute." She said in a rush, blushing and looking down at the counter. I felt myself blushing, too.

"Er...I never really...thought about Scorpius like that..." I felt uncomfortable again, but this time it was because I was realising just how attractive Scorpius really was. Once, in third year, he showed me pictures of his dad when Mr Malfoy was 15, and I melted. I called his father dreamy, and sexy, and a bunch of other adjectives that made me turn redder than a tomato when I saw him. How blind could I be?

Scorpius looked exactly like his father!

Symone looked at me with surprised eyes. "But I thought...I mean, the way you both act...oh. So...does that mean...he's free?" Free? He was always free. Why she'd think otherwise was a mystery to me.

"Well, duh! Go for it!" I exclaimed happily, inwardly grinning at the thought of setting Scorpius up.

"Really!?" She looked astonished. "Thanks so much!" She hugged me, and I laughed because she would be so perfect for Scorpius. Symone smiled at me again, before rushing to take a shower and get ready to ask my best friend out.

As soon as she was out of sight, my smile faded, and I wasn't sure why.

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I was sitting beside Albus at the Slytherin table, glaring at the back of a blond head, which was situated across the Hall. Scorpius was flirting uncontrollably with my roommate, whose face was as red as my hair. Symone looked just about ready to faint when Scorpius leaned closer to her and brushed her dark hair behind her ear.

I scowled down at my plate and stabbed my bacon with unnessecary force. Albus touched my shoulder.

"Calm down, Rosie. I know it sucks, since once he gets a girlfriend he won't have as much time for you, but seriously. The bacon did absolutely nothing to you whatsoever." My cousin looked completely sombre. Well, of course he did. When concerning food, Albus was exactly like Daddy.

I scoffed. "Just, help me look for desperate guys who aren't related to us, are close to our age and don't hate my guts."

He chuckled. "Rosie, we're related to, like, everyone in the school. Besides the Muggleborns, of course." Damn.

"I mean," Albus continued, buttering some toast while I took a glass of pumpkin juice. "Scorpius is our fourth cousin, but that didn't stop half the Hogwarts population from thinking the two of you were dating-"

I spit out the pumpkin juice. "They thought what!?" I screeched, and every head turned to stare at me. "Listen here everyone, I do not like Scorpius, he does not like me, we are JUST FRIENDS! Why is that so hard for you all to believe!?" I bellowed at everyone, storming out of the Great Hall.

I leaned up against a column and closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. I didn't usually lose control like that. But the thought that I would date my best friend simply infuriated me! Didn't those kids have anything better to do than make up stupid stories?

I opened my eyes and was met with the sight of gray eyes inches away from me. Screaming, I ducked to the ground.

"Rosie! It's me!" It was a familiar voice, one that I'd heard every day for five years, and I still wasn't tired of. I slowly stood up and faced him.

"Sorry. You surprised me, is all." I said meekly, still resting against the wall for support.

"Well, you surprised me when you blew up in front of everyone, but you don't see me screaming." Scorpius smirked, and I rolled my eyes, before hugging him gently.

"I wish people would stop with those stupid rumors. We both know that there's no way we'd ever get together."

Scorpius hesitated. "R-right. Exactly. What stupid kids, huh?" I broke away from him and smiled.

"I know. I'm glad you get it, too." I started walking up the marble staircase to Transfiguration. If I would've turned around, I would have seen Scorpius's smile drop, and his sigh of defeat, before he put a fake smile on, and followed me up the stairs.

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"I'll do it."

I looked at where the voice came from, and saw Lysander Scamandar sitting in front of me. I had taken refuge in the library after dinner, somewhere Scorpius would never set foot in. And I desperately needed a break from him.

"Do...what?" I asked, confused. Lysander looked around to make sure nobody was listening.

"The bet. Lor told me. I'll help. You know, if you want me to." He smiled nervously, and I grinned at him.

"Awesome! Thanks so much!" I then threw my homework into my backpack and stood up. Grabbing Lysander's arm, I dragged him out of the library.

I'll win. I'll win the bet. And then I'll date who I want to, not who everyone else wants me to. I have to win.

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"Whore."

"Slut."

"I can't believe you did that."

"Slept with five different guys in a week!?"

"That's low, Rose. Real low."

"Such a whore."
"Whore...whore...whore..."

I snapped awake.

Beside me, Lysander's chest was rising and falling slowly. I needed to get out of there.

Feeling filthy and disgusting, I grabbed my clothes and ran out of the room, casting a Disillusion Charm on myself as I went -- I didn't need any second year Ravenclaws seeing me naked, thank you very much.

Sneaking along the corridors, I tried to stop the flow of tears, but I only cried harder. How could I do this to myself? By trying to make sure nobody saw me as a whore, I became a whore!

Mum would be so disappointed.

Walking back and forth in front of the blank stretch of wall, I waited until the door I knew would show appeared. When it did, I locked myself in the Room of Requirement.

I found myself in a room that looked exactly like my room at home did, and, lifting the charm, throwing my clothes on the floor, I snuggled into the blankets that Grandma Weasley knitted herself. I could smell the woody scent that always clung to my father, and the sweet smell of roses that reminded me of my mum.

I want to go home. I don't want to do this anymore.

But I didn't have a choice.

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a/n; Ehh, I didn't much like it. But let me know what YOU thought, okay?