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Disclaimer- I own nothing except for Taylor and Kaylyyn, my dearest friend, owns Kris. (Happy reading, and Merry Christmas.)
Chapter 3- The Arrival
I ran into the small bathroom on the train 'why can't any one accept me? I seem to mess up all my relationships.'
"I can't stand this anymore!" I screamed, slamming the counter near the sink, which seemed to flinch. As I looked at the mirror it seemed to talk to me.
"What's wrong with you?" it politely asked as I washed my face clean of the black mascara streaks running down it.
"No one can stand being near me, I'm just a mistake!" I cried until I realized I was talking to a mirror.
I turned around as I heard another person open the door. 'Hmmm, mustn't have locked it.'
A girl about 5'3" with blonde hair (and two pink streaks framing her face and pink bangs) that went just above her shoulders, wearing black robes almost identical to the ones I had changed into a half hour ago. She too was crying.
"What happened to you? Didja lose your teddy bear?" I sarcastically said to her.
She looked up and cried even harder. "I *sob* lost my *sob* Aaron *sob* Carter *sob* C.D.!"
"Oh boo hoo, cry me a river, I'm Kaylyyn, by the way." I offered my hand, she took it, shook it and said (her frown and tears suddenly vanishing) "I'm Kris."
I pushed her out of my way, walking out of the now cramped bathroom. She happily bounced behind me, like a child on Christmas Day, following me down the hallway.
"Everyone fascine your seat belts, we will be arriving shortly." A voice boomed across the train.
I grabbed onto a pole and stood there while Kris bounced around behind me like a fish out of water.
"Are you excited about Hogwarts? I am, it's going to be soooo much fun. Maybe you can be my friend. I would love to have you as a friend!" Kris happily chirped on and on, while I tuned her out.
"Oh joy." My familiar sarcastic side not liking Kris's teeny-bopper-ish attitude.
The train suddenly stopped, and Kris, not expecting it, fell backwards, still talking gibberish about Hogwarts being fun.
"Dear lord what is happening out here? It sounded like." Taylor's voice trailed off as he spotted Kris, lying on the floor, talking gaily in a semi high-pitch squeaky voice.
"Suddenly, a mad rush flooded the halls as all the students tried to get off and to the school. Taylor held Kaylyyn back, to talk to her.
"Why did you leave like that, earlier, I didn't mean it." Taylor inquired, clearly interested in what her answer would be.
"I don't know, I can't explain it really, I just hate people purposely pushing my buttons like that. It's just. I don't know, I just get these feelings, ya know." My reply was quiet, almost whispering.
"Oh. Alright then, lets go find out what house we will be in." Taylor clearly must've picked up some information from the 3 people I met earlier.
"Huh? House, what do you mean?" I asked, realizing I didn't really know ANYTHING about Witchcraft.
"In each students first year, they are sorted into one of four houses: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. The other three we met are all second years, in Gryffindor. And they told me that Slytherin turns out the most evil wizards out of the four. Like the most feared wizard of all: Lord Voldemort. Who most people fear to speak his name. Each house has a prefect, and there is one head boy and one head girl in the whole school. I hope I end up in Gryffindor." Taylor rattled off the information like some sort of robot.
"And what are these houses for?" I asked as we made our way out of the train, nearing the back of the crowd.
"You eat, sleep and go to classes with the members of your house that are in the same year as you." He spoke a little less robotic and I realized he was staring at the girl I met earlier: Kris.
I was quiet as we all climbed into boats bringing us to the large castle. I re-applied my make-up. A pale white foundation, black lipstick, black eyeliner and eye shadow and fixed my hair. If I was going to be in front of the whole school, to be sorted, I wanted to make an impression, the same impression most people had of me- gothic badass chick. Little do they know that I have a very surprising life. One that none of them knew about, and never could find out. Not even Taylor.
When we got to the school, we were lead to a platform in something called the great hall. There was a stool on it and a rugged old hat sat upon it. An older female teacher, who I learned to be Professor Minerva McGonnagal read names from a piece of parchment and people walked up, sat on the stool and the hat yelled out one of the four house names. I waited until I heard Taylor's name being called. It took awhile, but eventually he was sorted into Gryffindor, he walked over to the long table bearing the gold and red colors. Kris's name was next: Gryffindor. My name was 3rd from the last, and to the surprise of everyone around me, I was also sorted into Gryffindor. My looks must've told people I would be in Slytherin, 'well looks can be deceiving'. I turned around and went to sit in between Kris and Taylor at the table. This was going to be a long year.
Disclaimer- I own nothing except for Taylor and Kaylyyn, my dearest friend, owns Kris. (Happy reading, and Merry Christmas.)
Chapter 3- The Arrival
I ran into the small bathroom on the train 'why can't any one accept me? I seem to mess up all my relationships.'
"I can't stand this anymore!" I screamed, slamming the counter near the sink, which seemed to flinch. As I looked at the mirror it seemed to talk to me.
"What's wrong with you?" it politely asked as I washed my face clean of the black mascara streaks running down it.
"No one can stand being near me, I'm just a mistake!" I cried until I realized I was talking to a mirror.
I turned around as I heard another person open the door. 'Hmmm, mustn't have locked it.'
A girl about 5'3" with blonde hair (and two pink streaks framing her face and pink bangs) that went just above her shoulders, wearing black robes almost identical to the ones I had changed into a half hour ago. She too was crying.
"What happened to you? Didja lose your teddy bear?" I sarcastically said to her.
She looked up and cried even harder. "I *sob* lost my *sob* Aaron *sob* Carter *sob* C.D.!"
"Oh boo hoo, cry me a river, I'm Kaylyyn, by the way." I offered my hand, she took it, shook it and said (her frown and tears suddenly vanishing) "I'm Kris."
I pushed her out of my way, walking out of the now cramped bathroom. She happily bounced behind me, like a child on Christmas Day, following me down the hallway.
"Everyone fascine your seat belts, we will be arriving shortly." A voice boomed across the train.
I grabbed onto a pole and stood there while Kris bounced around behind me like a fish out of water.
"Are you excited about Hogwarts? I am, it's going to be soooo much fun. Maybe you can be my friend. I would love to have you as a friend!" Kris happily chirped on and on, while I tuned her out.
"Oh joy." My familiar sarcastic side not liking Kris's teeny-bopper-ish attitude.
The train suddenly stopped, and Kris, not expecting it, fell backwards, still talking gibberish about Hogwarts being fun.
"Dear lord what is happening out here? It sounded like." Taylor's voice trailed off as he spotted Kris, lying on the floor, talking gaily in a semi high-pitch squeaky voice.
"Suddenly, a mad rush flooded the halls as all the students tried to get off and to the school. Taylor held Kaylyyn back, to talk to her.
"Why did you leave like that, earlier, I didn't mean it." Taylor inquired, clearly interested in what her answer would be.
"I don't know, I can't explain it really, I just hate people purposely pushing my buttons like that. It's just. I don't know, I just get these feelings, ya know." My reply was quiet, almost whispering.
"Oh. Alright then, lets go find out what house we will be in." Taylor clearly must've picked up some information from the 3 people I met earlier.
"Huh? House, what do you mean?" I asked, realizing I didn't really know ANYTHING about Witchcraft.
"In each students first year, they are sorted into one of four houses: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. The other three we met are all second years, in Gryffindor. And they told me that Slytherin turns out the most evil wizards out of the four. Like the most feared wizard of all: Lord Voldemort. Who most people fear to speak his name. Each house has a prefect, and there is one head boy and one head girl in the whole school. I hope I end up in Gryffindor." Taylor rattled off the information like some sort of robot.
"And what are these houses for?" I asked as we made our way out of the train, nearing the back of the crowd.
"You eat, sleep and go to classes with the members of your house that are in the same year as you." He spoke a little less robotic and I realized he was staring at the girl I met earlier: Kris.
I was quiet as we all climbed into boats bringing us to the large castle. I re-applied my make-up. A pale white foundation, black lipstick, black eyeliner and eye shadow and fixed my hair. If I was going to be in front of the whole school, to be sorted, I wanted to make an impression, the same impression most people had of me- gothic badass chick. Little do they know that I have a very surprising life. One that none of them knew about, and never could find out. Not even Taylor.
When we got to the school, we were lead to a platform in something called the great hall. There was a stool on it and a rugged old hat sat upon it. An older female teacher, who I learned to be Professor Minerva McGonnagal read names from a piece of parchment and people walked up, sat on the stool and the hat yelled out one of the four house names. I waited until I heard Taylor's name being called. It took awhile, but eventually he was sorted into Gryffindor, he walked over to the long table bearing the gold and red colors. Kris's name was next: Gryffindor. My name was 3rd from the last, and to the surprise of everyone around me, I was also sorted into Gryffindor. My looks must've told people I would be in Slytherin, 'well looks can be deceiving'. I turned around and went to sit in between Kris and Taylor at the table. This was going to be a long year.
