Chapter 2: Redecorating is Fun!

"This place needs some serious decorating.it looks like shit." Felicia put her bags down on a bed and looked around the room with disgust.

"Yeah." Catherine agreed. "But I guarantee that within five minutes.this place shall be completely Catherine-Itized."

"Or at least you're half of the room." Elizabeth said. She put her bags down next to her bed and took in her blank wall. "I have just the right things for mine."

"What?" Felicia asked curiously.

Elizabeth stooped down and after rummaging through the huge bag for a few seconds she brought out a huge Van Gough oil painting and a life-sized poster of Einstein that had the words, "Even Einstein asked questions in order to learn" in red. Elizabeth hung these on the wall carefully, and considered the way they were arranged.

"Hey will you guys help me drag over that bookcase over there?" She asked Felicia and Catherine.

" Hey sure! Why not!" Catherine said sarcastically "Once you get mad drunk and do a belly dance for some random guy,"

"Like that's going to happen." Elizabeth shot back, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"Ok, fine, Virgin Mary." Felicia said. She was hanging up a poster of Homer from The Simpsons that had Homer drooling with a bubble thought about his head showing a mug of frothy beer. Above this there were the words, "Got Beer?"

"Felicia!" Elizabeth squealed as Catherine laughed.

"What?" Felicia snapped. "I've had beer before, you know that!"

"Still, what will the other girls think?" Elizabeth asked. Felicia shrugged.

"I really don't give a crap about them so who cares?"

Elizabeth sighed. Though she had known Felicia for at least six years she still had not given up on trying to make her be good and to quote Catherine, "virginal and a pansy."

Catherine opened up her big trunk - which had stickers such as "country sucks" and "Kiss Me I'm Chinese" - and then let out a piercing shriek and fell off the bed. Tyrone flew out of her trunk, singing some song in his language in glee, his wings a pinkish blur. "TYRONE YOU LITTLE BITCHY DOG!!!" Catherine screamed and tried to grab at him. Elizabeth pulled out her wand and shouted some sort of freezing spell that neither Catherine or Felicia knew how to pronounce, much less spell. Instantly Tyrone froze. Felicia snatched him from out of thin air and shook him angrily.

"Why the hell are you here?!" She demanded.

He shot her a grin that was full of tiny teeth. "Tyrooooone wanted toooooo cooome tooo Hoooogwarts!"

"Coming to Hogwarts my ass!" Catherine yelled.

"Arse?"

"ASS! A DOUBLE S YOU STUPID BRITISH DOG!!!"

"Catherine, calm down." Elizabeth said soothingly. "Jesus. Felicia, let him go."

"Why?"

"Because I'll dye all of your T-shirts pink if you don't."

"Ok." Felicia let go and Tyrone flew into the air and landed by the window. In five seconds he was asleep.

For the next half hour they completely transformed the room. Using a painting charm, Elizabeth colored their walls their favorite colors. Catherine's was a very bright, vibrant bloody red, Felicia's was ocean- blue, and Elizabeth's was butterscotch-yellow. They each had their own posters, Felicia with her Simpson ones, Elizabeth with Einstein and the Van Gough painting, and Catherine with Metalica, Nirvana and Simpsons poster.

"This is SWEET!" Catherine said caressing her red walls. Her slice of the room had a gothic, Victorian murder mystery feel. VERY unlike Elizabeth's part which look like a kindergarten room with welcoming yellow walls.

The trio was rejoicing and basking in their cleverness and coolness but then.. Lavender stormed in.

"Oh! You must been the new maids." she remarked (she wasn't at the feast last night), "I like what you have done with the place but the animated people just totally clash." She said referring to the Simpons posters.

Felicia and Catherine looked up from what they where doing and gave her the evil eye. Elizabeth though didn't want to get into any problem so she pretended she didn't hear the comment.

"What the hell did you just call us?" Felicia asked.

"Oh I'm sorry you probably want to be called 'housekeeping'"

They were pissed and Felicia expressed this feeling by, "I am not housekeeping!" followed by a punch.

Lavender laid on the floor Felicia scooted her outside of the room and slammed the door. "Dude that was.. SWEET!" Catherine gave her friend a well-deserved high- five.

"FELICIA! OH MY GOD! WHAT ARE THE OTHER GIRLS GOING TO THINK?"

"Like I give a damn!"

Elizabeth took in a huffy breath, "Look, I want to try to maintain a halfway decent reputation around here."

"..You had a halfway decent reputation?" Catherine asked. "Well I did until I started hanging out with you guys!"

"Ok, time-out." Felicia put her hands in a T shape like a referee. "Number 1: Before you met us you were a complete dork who was getting the crap beaten out of her every day. Number 2: We saved your butt. Number 3: you started hanging around us - we didn't make you be our friend. And Number 4: You should have known that once you are our friends then your reputation as well as sanity goes right up your ass and around the corner."

Catherine cracked up, "That goes into the small intestines!!! KINKY!!!"

Elizabeth laughed too, "Ok, ok, fine. Don't get me wrong, I just miss normality."

Felicia shrugged, "Well normality can just kiss my ass. I don't need to stinkin' normality!"

"Wow," Catherine giggled (Yes, giggled!) "Felicia, I am proud of you! YOU LEARNED A BIG WORD!!!"

Felicia threw a shoe at her. (Now you would think that okay whatever just a small throw of a shoe.but this was Felicia and believe me that place was bruised the next morning.)

" Holy Jesus Christ." Hermione said slowly as she walked though the door. She was completely mesmerized by the walls.

"Hello person I don't know." Catherine said with a smile as she stood up, and offered Hermoine her hand to shake. (Felicia and Elizabeth were trying to not to snicker; Catherine always did this to the proper-looking people for fun.) Hermoine took in Catherine's hot pink mid-drift shirt and belly button ring and low-cut jeans and then stared at her hand as though it was a poisonous toad. Catherine, still smiling, snatched Hermoine's hand and shook it hard.

"Lovely to meet you!" Catherine gushed. "My name is Henrietta Wiggenhoff, and I'm just tickled to be meeting such a delicious, attractive person! What might your name be?" And she fluttered her long eyelashes at Hermoine. Hermoine looked absolutely terrified and without a word, turned and ran down the stairs. They could hear her saying to somebody,

"Oh my God, I'm going to have to share a dorm with this lesbian-whore!"

The trio upstairs cracked up.

"And to think I thought you would only be doing the 'I want to be your friend because you are popular' thing." Felicia giggled.

"Well she didn't look popular and besides I felt like scaring her." Catherine laughed.

"Henrietta Wiggenhoff?" Elizabeth stared.

"Yep!" Catherine said proudly. The clock struck ten.

"Ugh, its late." Elizabeth moaned. "I'm heading off to bed."

"Oh my God, you PANSY!" Felicia screamed in horror. "IT IS NOT LATE!"

"Says you, woman." Elizabeth muttered. "Go downstairs and scare some first years or something. See how you two making out will affect their minds."

"EW!" Catherine and Felicia shrieked in unison, scooting away from Elizabeth. The redhead only laughed and then dived into her bed. She waved and said pointedly,

"LEAVE."

"No." Catherine countered.

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes." "No."

"Yes."

"N-."

"Catherine, if you don't then I'll tell everyone about that incident with you and a thong and Neutrogena tanning oil." Elizabeth said warningly. "And I'll make sure to throw in the thing with Richard Tuschelick too."

"NO!" Catherine shouted. She grabbed Felicia and dragged her downstairs at the speed of light.