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don't mind if you use the foreign exchange student idea, just don't steal
this from me completely, otherwise I'll have to hunt you down and torture
you, then kill you slowly...heh heh
Disclaimer: I own Hope, Tyler, Maddie, Professor McKenzie, Tarmenia, Tiar, and Algeana. You don't. You don't own your mind or your thoughts, either...heh heh
"ALEXIS!!!!"
Hope rolled over and looked at her bedside clock. "MADELINE ROBERTS!!! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU NOT TO CALL ME ALEXIS??" she yelled. She pushed aside the deep blue velvet curtains surrounding her bed, letting in the bright California sunshine.
"Fine, HOPE. Get up! It's eleven o' clock, ya lazy bum!" A short girl with extremely short blonde hair and green cat eyes yanked Hope's covers rudely off her. "Come on, Tyler's going to cry if you miss his Quidditch match."
Hope sat up quickly, brushing her long brown hair out of her face. "Ohmigod, you're right!" she shrieked, faking a look of despair. She snorted. "Yeah, right! Tyler doesn't even know I'm alive, Mad."
"Now that's the biggest lie in the world," Maddie said, rolling her eyes. "You're his best friend! Every single girl in the whole Tarmenia Academy would love to trade places with you, excluding myself. Now GET UP!!!"
Twenty minutes later, Hope and Maddie were on their way down to the Quidditch field. It was hot - the thermometer on Maddie's wristwatch said 102 degrees already.
"So, you think Tiar's going to win today?" Maddie asked, fanning herself with her hand.
"Duh," was Hope's sarcastic reply. "We've won every other damn match so far."
"We've only played in two matches," Maddie reminded her.
"And we won both of them! Geeze, you dolt!"
A passing first-year girl looked at them as if she was expecting them to eat her.
"What're you looking at?" Maddie demanded. "Mind your own business!"
The girl fairly ran up the walk to the main building, which was fashioned to be like a huge, spacious hotel. Hope loved it - there was a pool, and each student got their own room.
"Some students frighten so easily," Maddie said, her green eyes watching the girl with scorn. "For some reason, none of them can understand our friendship."
"There are times when I can see why," Hope said sensibly. Maddie nodded in agreement and the two walked in silence, finally reaching the Quidditch field.
Tiar won the game, 320 to 10.
"Pretty pitiful for them," Maddie remarked, watching the Algeana team slump away sadly.
"I'll say," came a deep voice from behind them.
"Oh, hey Tyler," Maddie said, turning around.
Tyler Anderson was definitely a dream guy - he had curly brown hair that many girls desperately wanted to run their fingers through, light-blue eyes that seemed to "see into your soul" as one of his ex-girlfriends claimed, and a grin that "could make you melt" as another ex-girlfriend stated.
"Hey, yourself," he said, grinning broadly. "Did you see me score?"
"Only every single time you did," Hope said. "Other than that, no, we didn't."
"Oh, zip it, you," Tyler said, grinning even bigger. He reached out and pushed her lightly. "You need to be on the team, Lex. You and your 'mad Quidditch skills' would be a great addition to the team."
"Don't call me Lex," Hope said through gritted teeth. "Why does everyone insist on calling me by my first name?"
"Because it's a pretty name," Maddie said lightly. They started walking up to the school.
"It's ugly," Hope said stubbornly.
"What's everyone up at the castle so excited about?" Tyler suddenly asked. He pointed to a cluster of students gathered in front of the main door.
"I dunno. Maybe the Headmaster died," Maddie said, her eyes gleaming wickedly.
"No, if it was that, then all those girls would be crying their eyes out," Hope said distastefully. She didn't have a very high opinion of most of the girls at Tarmenia - too many of them were the blonde-haired, blue-eyed cheerleader type.
They reached the door and fought their way through the preppies so they could read the sign hanging on the door. Most of the students got out of their way quickly - Maddie and Hope weren't two girls that they wanted to mess with, especially not with Tyler around.
"International Exchange Student Program," Tyler read aloud. "Are you interested in spending the next two years in a foreign country? Then sign up to become an exchange student!"
"That sounds kinda fun," Hope said, thinking about how cool it would be to spend a year in, say, France.
"Oooohhh, no you don't," Maddie said firmly. "Hope, you're staying right here in good ole' sunny California."
"Where are the schools at?" Hope asked, ignoring Maddie.
Tyler read her the list.
"Well, I don't think I'd really like to go to Durmstrang, but the other two sound okay," Hope said, debating whether or not she should write to her foster parents and ask if she could go.
"It says see Professor McKenzie for additional info," Tyler said.
"Alexis Hope Matthews!" Maddie said indignantly. "You are NOT going away!"
"Probably not," Hope said, grinning. "But I can dream. And DON'T CALL ME ALEXIS!!"
Disclaimer: I own Hope, Tyler, Maddie, Professor McKenzie, Tarmenia, Tiar, and Algeana. You don't. You don't own your mind or your thoughts, either...heh heh
"ALEXIS!!!!"
Hope rolled over and looked at her bedside clock. "MADELINE ROBERTS!!! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU NOT TO CALL ME ALEXIS??" she yelled. She pushed aside the deep blue velvet curtains surrounding her bed, letting in the bright California sunshine.
"Fine, HOPE. Get up! It's eleven o' clock, ya lazy bum!" A short girl with extremely short blonde hair and green cat eyes yanked Hope's covers rudely off her. "Come on, Tyler's going to cry if you miss his Quidditch match."
Hope sat up quickly, brushing her long brown hair out of her face. "Ohmigod, you're right!" she shrieked, faking a look of despair. She snorted. "Yeah, right! Tyler doesn't even know I'm alive, Mad."
"Now that's the biggest lie in the world," Maddie said, rolling her eyes. "You're his best friend! Every single girl in the whole Tarmenia Academy would love to trade places with you, excluding myself. Now GET UP!!!"
Twenty minutes later, Hope and Maddie were on their way down to the Quidditch field. It was hot - the thermometer on Maddie's wristwatch said 102 degrees already.
"So, you think Tiar's going to win today?" Maddie asked, fanning herself with her hand.
"Duh," was Hope's sarcastic reply. "We've won every other damn match so far."
"We've only played in two matches," Maddie reminded her.
"And we won both of them! Geeze, you dolt!"
A passing first-year girl looked at them as if she was expecting them to eat her.
"What're you looking at?" Maddie demanded. "Mind your own business!"
The girl fairly ran up the walk to the main building, which was fashioned to be like a huge, spacious hotel. Hope loved it - there was a pool, and each student got their own room.
"Some students frighten so easily," Maddie said, her green eyes watching the girl with scorn. "For some reason, none of them can understand our friendship."
"There are times when I can see why," Hope said sensibly. Maddie nodded in agreement and the two walked in silence, finally reaching the Quidditch field.
Tiar won the game, 320 to 10.
"Pretty pitiful for them," Maddie remarked, watching the Algeana team slump away sadly.
"I'll say," came a deep voice from behind them.
"Oh, hey Tyler," Maddie said, turning around.
Tyler Anderson was definitely a dream guy - he had curly brown hair that many girls desperately wanted to run their fingers through, light-blue eyes that seemed to "see into your soul" as one of his ex-girlfriends claimed, and a grin that "could make you melt" as another ex-girlfriend stated.
"Hey, yourself," he said, grinning broadly. "Did you see me score?"
"Only every single time you did," Hope said. "Other than that, no, we didn't."
"Oh, zip it, you," Tyler said, grinning even bigger. He reached out and pushed her lightly. "You need to be on the team, Lex. You and your 'mad Quidditch skills' would be a great addition to the team."
"Don't call me Lex," Hope said through gritted teeth. "Why does everyone insist on calling me by my first name?"
"Because it's a pretty name," Maddie said lightly. They started walking up to the school.
"It's ugly," Hope said stubbornly.
"What's everyone up at the castle so excited about?" Tyler suddenly asked. He pointed to a cluster of students gathered in front of the main door.
"I dunno. Maybe the Headmaster died," Maddie said, her eyes gleaming wickedly.
"No, if it was that, then all those girls would be crying their eyes out," Hope said distastefully. She didn't have a very high opinion of most of the girls at Tarmenia - too many of them were the blonde-haired, blue-eyed cheerleader type.
They reached the door and fought their way through the preppies so they could read the sign hanging on the door. Most of the students got out of their way quickly - Maddie and Hope weren't two girls that they wanted to mess with, especially not with Tyler around.
"International Exchange Student Program," Tyler read aloud. "Are you interested in spending the next two years in a foreign country? Then sign up to become an exchange student!"
"That sounds kinda fun," Hope said, thinking about how cool it would be to spend a year in, say, France.
"Oooohhh, no you don't," Maddie said firmly. "Hope, you're staying right here in good ole' sunny California."
"Where are the schools at?" Hope asked, ignoring Maddie.
Tyler read her the list.
"Well, I don't think I'd really like to go to Durmstrang, but the other two sound okay," Hope said, debating whether or not she should write to her foster parents and ask if she could go.
"It says see Professor McKenzie for additional info," Tyler said.
"Alexis Hope Matthews!" Maddie said indignantly. "You are NOT going away!"
"Probably not," Hope said, grinning. "But I can dream. And DON'T CALL ME ALEXIS!!"