The girls all dumped their trunks on their beds. Lara opened hers up and began shovelling her clothes into the wooden drawers that each of them was equipped with.

"Lara, why didn't you sit with us on the train ride?" Eliza mused, flicking her wand. Her clothes folded immediately and rushed to their shelf. Lara blushed.

"I sat with Lucy, and Alice, and Greta and Courtney and Alexis and Natasha," Lara confided, "They paid me some attention, at least,"

"What do you mean?" Eliza asked, confused. Lara rolled her eyes.

"You know what I mean, Liza. Don't act stupid. You guys barely pay me any attention!" Lara whimpered, "It's always about your perfect, awesome, wonderful relationship with Frank, Roxanne. And Eliza, all I ever hear is some long rambling story that doesn't even make any logical sense!" Eliza's eyes widened and she got a wounded expression on her face.

"W-What?" Eliza looked heartbroken.

"It is true," Courtney butted in.

"Shut up!" Roxanne growled.

"What do you mean, they don't make sense?" Eliza demanded, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Well, you start talking about one thing, then another without them having any other connection other than 'that reminds of…'. It's stupid," Lara snapped. Eliza gaped.
"Do I? I… Do? What?" Eliza's breathing became shallow and quicker. Roxanne scurried behind her to make sure that she didn't faint and hit her head.

"Lara, don't be so mean!" Roxanne scolded. Lara bit her lip and Greta and Courtney gave her assuring glances.

"Why?" She asked, before gulping. Greta and Courtney both giggled in their Lucy – like ways. Eliza screamed.

"STOP IT!" She yelled, making everybody stare at her in confusion and surprise, "STOP BEING A BULLY, LARA! I SHOULD'VE KNOWN THAT YOU WOULD BE A BITCH FROM YOUR LAST NAME, SMITH!" With that last comment she sped out of the dormitories, tears flowing freely down her face. Her dirty blond hair blinded everybody from seeing her run away.

"She just overreacted," Courtney rolled her eyes, "That's all. Don't worry about it,"
"Yeah," Greta nodded in agreement, looking slightly a bit more unsure than Courtney.

"Don't worry about it?" Roxanne screamed, her eyes narrowing as she glared at Courtney.

"Yeah, don't worry," Courtney shrugged, not fazed by her glare. Roxanne shot her a murderous look.

"You- little – bitch," She growled, punctuating each word with a step. Greta backed away.

"I need to go to the bathroom," She whimpered quickly, hurrying into the bathroom with a look of fear on her face.

"You can't beat her up," Lara hissed. Roxanne looked at her with a look of pity.

"Lara, did my cousin mess up your brain? What on earth is wrong with you?" Roxanne shook her head and Lara stood in front of her, practically frozen in thought.

"They actually care, Roxanne," Lara whispered, "You didn't."
"I did, Lara," Roxanne assured her. Lara eyed her suspiciously.

"No," She argued, "You didn't."

"Roxy, why so saaaad?" Courtney drawled from behind her. Roxanne turned around.
And then she punched her in the face.

Blood spurted all over the blue covers and Lara gaped at her. Greta opened the door a tiny fraction and her eyes widened.

"Because I had to delay myself from punching you," Roxanne informed Courtney triumphantly, "That's why." Courtney let out a small, weak slurred groan as a reply.

"I did not expect that!" Greta squeaked from the bathroom. Lara nodded, bug eyed, in agreement.

"Me either," She panted.

"Gwena…" Courtney slurred.

"Courtney! Courntey!" Greta wailed, rushing out of the bathroom to the aid of her friend. Roxanne started to walk towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Lara inquired. Roxanne stared at her.

"I'm going to go find and comfort Liza. You could come too, you know," Roxanne added, "Apologise." Lara looked stricken.

"I'll be fine," She nodded, bug eyed. Roxanne sighed and nodded before taking off after Eliza.

She searched in every nook and cranny of the entire school before finding that she resided in the Great Hall.

Of course she did.

Roxanne sat down next to her and Eliza didn't even flinch.

"Liza, what are you doing here?"
Nothing.

"Liza, please talk to me,"
Nothing.

"Liza, please. Why are you so upset?"
Tears.

There we are, a reaction.

Finally.

"Because, Roxanne! She was absolutely horrible to me!" Eliza sobbed, throwing herself into Roxanne's arms. Tears stained Roxanne's worn out Chudley Cannons t shirt that would make Dominique practically die if she saw it, for Dominique was a diehard Appleby Arrows fan that nobody could stop.

"I know, I know," Roxanne sighed sympathetically, patting her best friend on the back. Eliza choked on tears as she blubbered away her feelings.
"How could she?" Eliza asked, trying to wipe away her tears, "She was my best friend,"

'Was' being the key word.

"Because, Eliza. She did. I guess there's really nothing we can do to change that fact," Roxanne sighed sympathetically.

"I know. I just wish… I don't know. That you'd dump Frank – not that he's bad, or anything like that – and Lara would be nice and we could be like we always have been – practically inseparable. But I don't want Frank to get angry, or anything. And I know you love him way too much to just dump him 'cause I said, Roxanne. But… Do you get what I mean?" Eliza asked, hope flooding her entire body. Roxanne sucked in her breath.

"Yeah, Eliza. I do." Roxanne nodded. Eliza hugged her tightly.

"Thank you, Roxanne. Why does it seem you can always cheer me up, anyways?" Eliza asked quizzically, "It's like… I don't know… Maybe your father put a charm on you by accident when you were little?"
Roxanne laughed, "I doubt that, Eliza,"
"I know, I know, it's just me and my silly little stupid fantasies saying that – ignore them, Roxanne," Eliza smiled through her tears.

"I will, Eliza. Trust me, I've known you for practically ever. I know what you're like," Roxanne assured her. Eliza beamed.

"Thanks, Roxanne. For being the best friend I could have, I mean," Eliza blushed. Roxanne grinned and hugged Eliza.

"No worries, Liza. Not a problem,"
They both laughed.

A/N: Poor Eliza :C Anyway, I don't own it :D If you want some more Eliza goodness, I suggest you read 'To Be Normal'. It's got something I think some of you might've already guessed in it, but who knows :D