Riley - Chapter nineteen - "My imaginary friends think you have serious problems."
Hm.
"Red, blue, or black skinny jeans?"
"Blue!" Jaye said, grinning from her bed.
Yeah.
She's staying in our dorm for a while :D
Isn't that epic?
She's easily my best friend, I think I've said that before.
Anyway, yesterday night she kept teasing me about liking Neville :L
But I got her back by saying how much she stutters when she is around George :D
Hermione shut us down, though :S
I think she likes Ron :)
Anyway, I am currently picking out an outfit for today.
"MCR, FIR, or ETF shirt?"
"MCR!"
"Kay." I took the clothes out on my bed and pulled all my hair back, an elastic band keeping my bangs back. I changed into the clothes and sat at my vanity next to Jaye.
":O DUDE!"
"What?"
"You're hair is black!"
"Yeah, it does that now." She grinned and poked a piece,
"It's so soft :O"
"I use this foreign shampoo."
"Can I borrow it?"
"Sure." She smiled and I took out my eye liner. She stared at me as I used it, "What?"
"Hm? Oh, nothing." She finished combing through her hair and I flat ironed mine. I then placed a red hat on my head, grabbed my wand and bag, and we made our way down to the Great Hall, laughing at the random junk that she would say.
"Hai guys!" Jaye shouted as we sat down.
"Hey." They said to her. They then turned to me and smirked.
They, meaning Fred and George.
"Jaye." She looked up from her plate, a bit of eggs on her mouth.
"Did you tell them?"
"Tell who what?"
"Oh, you know," Fred started,
"Riley's crush on N-"
"HUSH!" I hissed, "Don't let anyone know. And Jaye, I'm gonna kill you." She sheepishly smiled,
"Sorry Rye-Muffin." I stuck my tongue out at her and she returned it, sticking her thumbs in her ears and wiggling her fingers.
"You guys are a strange set of friends." Fred said, shaking his head.
:O RHYMED!
FRED
SAID
HEAD!
O_O
I turned into Jaye for a second.
"Jaye, you got something on your face." George said and Jaye furiously wiped at her cheeks. He grabbed a napkin and reached over, wiping the egg off her lip. She blushed and smiled, "Thanks George!"
"No problem."
Aw
I nudged Jaye and she pouted at me.
I smiled and took out my sketch-pad.
"What'cha drawin'?" Jaye, Fred, and George asked.
Everybody else is still sleeping, probably, I know Hermione is.
I shrugged, "I don't know."
"Looks like two dudes kissing." Jaye said.
"No, one of them is a girl, I just haven't drawn her hair yet." They nodded and watched me draw.
I'm actually drawing the scene from my dream.
The one where Neville almost died, but came back up and I kissed him :3
I drew his hair and mine.
"Who are they?" I looked up at Fred and shook my head.
I DID ITS AGAIN!
Okay, Jaye's taking over my brain 3:
"No one."
"Now that she looks like a girl, she kinda looks like you." Jaye said, tapping her temples, "I conclude that this is from your dream!"
We all gave her "WTF" looks.
"What? I can be smart, too, you know?! :3 Leaf me alone." I shook my head at her and laughed slightly.
I finished drawing and took out my color pencils.
What?
I always have my drawing stuff in my bag.
O_O
What do you think I keep in here, lip gloss?
Yuck!
It goes straight to my trunk.
Hermione enchanted it for me :)
I has special color pencils.
They have blendy colors, so my hair turned out epic.
Neville's head-blood also came out epic and the red is like a dark red, so it looked dried.
I gave him green eyes instead of hazel so it doesn't look exactly like him and I made his skin paler, but still dirty like in my dream.
The only thing that was in my dream and my picture that didn't look exact was his stupid cardigan.
I couldn't draw the patterns right :S
I was coloring my jeans red when there was shuffling next to me.
"H-Hey Riley." I looked up and blushed, getting back to my drawing.
"Hi Neville."
"RYE-MUFFIN!" I sighed,
"Yes, Jaye?"
"Are you coming with me, Fred, and George?"
"Uh, no, I-I'll stay here, thanks." She nodded and they left the Great Hall.
"She looks like you."
"Hm?"
"The girl you're drawing. She looks like you." I blushed a bit,
"Oh. You can help if you want."
"Oh, um, I-I'm no good at this kind of stuff."
"It's easy. See, look. Take this," I handed him the bright red color pencil, "and color her pants this color, but lightly right here." I pointed to the spot where there's supposed to be light there.
"O-Okay." I smiled and got back to detailing Neville's face, hair, and build.
He looked pretty abbey in my dream.
:)
Neville finished and watched me color/draw in a tongue in the kiss.
"Is that . . . m-me?" I stared in his eyes with my own wide ones.
"What? Why would I draw that?" He shrugged,
"I-It's just, he kind of looks like me." I laughed lightly,
"So, you've got muscles?" He shook his head,
"Not really."
"Green eyes? Short hair? A bloody forehead?" He shook his head again and I nodded, "It's not you. Just some guy I saw in my dream." He nodded and smiled. I handed him the yellow/orange pencil and told him to finish my hair.
"I think we did a good job." I smiled at the now finished drawing of Neville and I.
"Yeah." He smiled as well as Seamus and Dean sat in front of us. I put the drawing in my folder and placed all my stuff in my bag. I then started eating; bacon, eggs, waffles, and syrup on EVERYTHING!
"Ugh, I thought Seamus was the only one that did that." Dean groaned. I looked up to see Seamus's plate was exactly like mine. I blushed a bit and wiped my mouth on a napkin,
"M-My dad got me doing it." Seamus smiled and I got back to eating.
"Are you friends with Jaye Greenly?" Seamus asked and I nodded,
"Yeah, why?"
"She's bloody bonkers, that's why! Have you even listened to a single thing she's ever said? It's like she's Loony Lovegood's sister! Not to mention, she's dimmer than a child!"
I'm not someone to be angry at anything or anyone, but that made me snap.
"For your information, Jaye's one of the smartest people I know. She's not dim, or mad, she's Jaye. Sure, she's a bit retarded, but that's what makes her a good person." I threw my fork down and stormed out of the Great Hall.
Wow.
I don't know why that got me so worked up.
I guess it was because she was bullied for being different.
In my eyes she's epic.
Hmph.
Stupid Seamus.
He's cute, but he's mean and offensive to my friend :(
If Jaye heard that . . . what would she do?
Maybe hit him
Nah, she's not violent.
Well, not from what I've known so far.
Maybe if she was angry enough she'd hit him.
Hmm...
She is a strange child.
I bumped into someone and all our stuff went flying.
"Oh, s-sorry." I mumbled over and over, trying to get all my drawings.
THEY FELL FROM MY FOLDER!
I has personal ones :(
"These are pretty good." I blushed a bit and finally gathered all my pictures. The pale hand of the boy grabbed my folder and looked through it. He's really tall with platinum blonde hair, stormy grey eyes, and a pointed face.
O_O
Like my mum!
:O Do I has a brother?
...
Nah, I think I would've known.
I mean, these kinds of things happen at magical schools, right?
Right?!
...
"These are good."
"Oh, um, th-thanks." I took them back and shoved them in my bag,
"What's your name?"
"R-Riley Varner-"
"Varner?" His face hardened to a scowl, "What's a pathetic little mud-blood like you doing down in the Slytherin dungeons?"
"Uh, mud-blood?"
"Your father, he's muggle-born, yes?" I nodded and he continued, "Your mother is pure-blood, she's a distant relative of mine. Disowned for marrying your father, she was. Back on the tree, now, though, she married a Black. Anyway, seeing as we're related in a way, I should be somewhat nice to-"
"What're you doin', Malfoy?" Jaye, Fred, and George walked up to us, "Picking on her, yeah?" Fred asked, frowning,
"I suspect as so." George added while Jaye pulled me beside her,
"Guys, h-he wasn't being mean. We're cousins."
"WHAT?!"
"Through her mother. Well, she's still a mud-blood." He walked around us, "By the way, I'm Draco." He winked and then walked away.
"Draw a lot of Fred, yeah?" I turned to my left to see Fred, George, and Jaye going through my pictures.
O_O
I drew Fred?
Since when?!
I looked at the picture and blushed.
I did draw him.
But that was like a while ago, before I came here.
I've always had retarded dreams :S
"My dreams are retarded a-and I just draw what's from them. That was a while ago, before I knew you guys, see?" I pointed to the date, 1/26/1991
"Sure, sure." They gave them back and I stashed it in my bag.
"So! Where to now?" Jaye asked, grinning. I shrugged and kicked at the ground awkwardly.
"Prank Filch?!" The twins said eagerly.
"Sure, I'm up for it! What about you, Riley?"
"Hm? O-Oh, no, my mum would have a cow if I got detention."
"But I thought you lived with your dad?" Jaye asked, puffing her cheeks,
"I-I do, b-but only every other year." I shuffled a bit and bit my lip, "I-I'll just talk to you later."
"Aw," she pouted, "alright. BAI RYE-MUFFIN!" I smiled and accepted her bone crushing hug,
"Bye Blue-Jaye."
":O THAT'S EPIC!"
"I know :)" I turned around and walked away after waving.
Hm.
Bored.
Nothing to do.
I might write a song.
:D That's a good idea.
I bumped into yet another person, but we didn't fall.
Well, he did.
"Oh, s-sorry Neville." He blushed,
"No problem." I reached my hand out and he gently took it.
O_O
HE SHOCKED ME!
When he stood up, I nearly fell back, but luckily, he never let go of my hand.
"Oh, thanks." He nodded and let my hand go, "B-But you kinda shocked me."
"Sorry."
"It's fine :D"
"S-So, where are you headed?"
"My room. I was gonna play a little guitar."
"That black thingy you had when I first met you?" I smiled a bit.
How cute.
O_O
I'm only twelve, Yasmin, let's not forget that :(
[[ I forget it's in third year ALL the time -_- FML we need to be in fifth year ASAP - Y]]
"Yeah, that's it."
"Oh. Can I come? Well, I can't go in your dorm, the stairs are enchanted and I'm not good with charms."
"Sure, I-I'll just bring it down to the common room." He nodded and we walked to the common room in - somewhat awkward - silence. I ran up to my room, put my bag down, and grabbed my guitar and amp - that Hermione enchanted so it works wirelessly - and ran back down. We sat in the back and I turned the volume down a bit.
I kept messing up and starting over.
I'm a bit . . . nervous.
Don't know why, though.
It's because of NEVILLE! :P
Hush you :(
Make me :) I can make you do things.
Are you making me fail epically?
Maaaaaaaaybe :)
O_O
Anyway!
I FINALLY didn't screw up.
Thanks :(
"What's wrong?" I looked up, blushed, and looked back to my guitar,
"N-Nothing. Why, do I look upset?" He shrugged,
"I-It's just that you're messing up and when I first met you, you were playing really nicely." I blushed even more and FINALLY didn't mess up.
Thanks -_-
Well, I've decided you've been put through enough torture :)
T_T
"Riley!" I turned around to see a worried looking Fred.
"What's wrong?"
"Jaye, she's in the Hospital Wing."
"For what?"
"I don't know, we were walking and she just passed out."
O_O
I put my guitar down and ran off with Fred. I then ran back to Neville, kissed his cheek, and shouted an apology on my way out.
...
Destery?
Yeah?
Why?
Why what, Riley dearest?
Why're you trying to ruin me?!
Hush, twelve year old :)
You're making me do things I'd do when I'm older, yah nasteh.
Anyway, I ran in the Hospital Wing and over to Jaye's bed. She smiled and waved weakly,
"Hai Rye-muffin."
"What happened?" She shrugged,
"I just don't feel well. Madam Pomfrey says it's a fever."
"A fever made you pass out?" She shrugged again and smiled even more, "Do you feel sick?"
"Just a bit tired, is all."
"Well, try and get some sleep." She nodded and snuggled into her pillow.
"Night Rye-Muffin." I smiled to myself and let out a sigh,
"Night Blue-Jaye."