Author's Note: Hellooooo! How is everyone enjoying his or her winter break
and possible holidays? Well, I hope. I finally got off my ass and wrote
more. Granted, the chapter I did write is short and rather pointless, but
it is here nonetheless. I apologize in advance people.
Oh, by the way, I changed her ex vampire boy toy's name from Vincent (blah) to Ephraim (not so blah). I decided I really liked that name. So why not give it to the homicidal ex boyfriend?
Chapter Seventeen
A much ruffled Ron and Andrea made their way to the common room. They got odd looks from some students because of their disheveled appearance but simply passed it off. Andrea apologized once again to Ron and went to retrieve her laptop from her locked (yes, locked. She is a little paranoid maybe, wouldn't you be though?) trunk. As she entered her room she heard a light tapping on the window and turned to see a very upset Stravenshalo at the window carrying a large bundle of stuff. She opened the window and he flew onto her bed dropping the large mass of mail, shaking leaves out of his feathers in the process, something for which Andrea was devoutly grateful, I'm sure.
She stroked his feathers and gave him some food and water in his open cage. Then she jumped over to the bundle and began to rummage through it. Every week she sent Stravenshalo back to their old apartment, which she decided not to sell, and collect the mail. She taught him to weed out the junk mail and only keep the important stuff like the bills, letters, newspaper, and magazines. Needless to say, he was exhausted by these little treks across the Atlantic.
Andrea separated them into piles. Phone and electric bills for the apartment in one, the Washington Posts in the other, and magazines such as Rolling Stone and Seventeen in the last pile. Andrea grabbed a newspaper and the two magazines and she went down into the common room where only a few people were lounging Andrea noticed with relief. She hated large crowds when she was trying to read.
She settled into a big comfy chair near the fire and opened up the Post. There was an interesting article on Trent Lott and his racist comments. Oh, come on, no one can honestly say that was an honest mistake. He said almost the same thing thirty years ago. The guy is pro segregation. They can't possibly continue supporting him!
She got too angry to continue reading that one and picked up her Rolling Stone. I'll read more later, she thought. Leafing through she only found some crappy wannabe punk bands and a scary article about Marylyn Manson. There was one interesting one on Eminem's new movie. Andrea made a mental note to rent that when she went back. She put that aside and grabbed the Seventeen magazine.
Hopefully this has something better in it.
Sure enough, there was a three page article on John "sex god" Mayer and his current whereabouts. As Andrea read, she was reminded of her friends back home. She remembered the John Mayer concert they went to together. When he bent down at one point to tie his shoe and most of the crowd was quiet they had all screamed in unison at the top of their lungs "TAKE IT OFF!!" Practically everyone heard them.
Andrea chuckled lightly to herself at the memory.
I miss them. I really do. I miss all the inside jokes, and nick names, and sexual innuendo. Hehee. I have to email them or something. I should do that now.oh shit, I have class. Oh well, later then.
Author's Note: See, I warned you, its shit. The next chapter will have Andrea's detention with Draco though! Ooh, that'll be fun. I am actually writing it now. I was in the middle of it when I posted this crap chapter and I promise it is better than this one. I have one question though, do you want me to give the chapters special names or do you, as the reader, honestly not give a shit? Because if you would really prefer the chapters to have spiffy special names then I can do that but if it doesn't matter that much then I wont bother and I will simply focus on the content of the story. All right, that's all. I will leave you with a quote. Cheerio!
"Don't think, just pick up the phone and make it happen!!!!!!!" ---- X Files Movie, Agent Scully. That was the best part of the movie, besides the infamous kissing scene of course. Picture a pissed Scully being very authoritative and yelling this at two men behind a desk of a big building. It was great. I miss the better years of that show.the last few seasons were, well frankly, shite. I cannot quite call myself a fan of X Files, but a frequent viewer I was, when the show was still going that is. Anyway, I will get back to that chapter now.
Oh, by the way, I changed her ex vampire boy toy's name from Vincent (blah) to Ephraim (not so blah). I decided I really liked that name. So why not give it to the homicidal ex boyfriend?
Chapter Seventeen
A much ruffled Ron and Andrea made their way to the common room. They got odd looks from some students because of their disheveled appearance but simply passed it off. Andrea apologized once again to Ron and went to retrieve her laptop from her locked (yes, locked. She is a little paranoid maybe, wouldn't you be though?) trunk. As she entered her room she heard a light tapping on the window and turned to see a very upset Stravenshalo at the window carrying a large bundle of stuff. She opened the window and he flew onto her bed dropping the large mass of mail, shaking leaves out of his feathers in the process, something for which Andrea was devoutly grateful, I'm sure.
She stroked his feathers and gave him some food and water in his open cage. Then she jumped over to the bundle and began to rummage through it. Every week she sent Stravenshalo back to their old apartment, which she decided not to sell, and collect the mail. She taught him to weed out the junk mail and only keep the important stuff like the bills, letters, newspaper, and magazines. Needless to say, he was exhausted by these little treks across the Atlantic.
Andrea separated them into piles. Phone and electric bills for the apartment in one, the Washington Posts in the other, and magazines such as Rolling Stone and Seventeen in the last pile. Andrea grabbed a newspaper and the two magazines and she went down into the common room where only a few people were lounging Andrea noticed with relief. She hated large crowds when she was trying to read.
She settled into a big comfy chair near the fire and opened up the Post. There was an interesting article on Trent Lott and his racist comments. Oh, come on, no one can honestly say that was an honest mistake. He said almost the same thing thirty years ago. The guy is pro segregation. They can't possibly continue supporting him!
She got too angry to continue reading that one and picked up her Rolling Stone. I'll read more later, she thought. Leafing through she only found some crappy wannabe punk bands and a scary article about Marylyn Manson. There was one interesting one on Eminem's new movie. Andrea made a mental note to rent that when she went back. She put that aside and grabbed the Seventeen magazine.
Hopefully this has something better in it.
Sure enough, there was a three page article on John "sex god" Mayer and his current whereabouts. As Andrea read, she was reminded of her friends back home. She remembered the John Mayer concert they went to together. When he bent down at one point to tie his shoe and most of the crowd was quiet they had all screamed in unison at the top of their lungs "TAKE IT OFF!!" Practically everyone heard them.
Andrea chuckled lightly to herself at the memory.
I miss them. I really do. I miss all the inside jokes, and nick names, and sexual innuendo. Hehee. I have to email them or something. I should do that now.oh shit, I have class. Oh well, later then.
Author's Note: See, I warned you, its shit. The next chapter will have Andrea's detention with Draco though! Ooh, that'll be fun. I am actually writing it now. I was in the middle of it when I posted this crap chapter and I promise it is better than this one. I have one question though, do you want me to give the chapters special names or do you, as the reader, honestly not give a shit? Because if you would really prefer the chapters to have spiffy special names then I can do that but if it doesn't matter that much then I wont bother and I will simply focus on the content of the story. All right, that's all. I will leave you with a quote. Cheerio!
"Don't think, just pick up the phone and make it happen!!!!!!!" ---- X Files Movie, Agent Scully. That was the best part of the movie, besides the infamous kissing scene of course. Picture a pissed Scully being very authoritative and yelling this at two men behind a desk of a big building. It was great. I miss the better years of that show.the last few seasons were, well frankly, shite. I cannot quite call myself a fan of X Files, but a frequent viewer I was, when the show was still going that is. Anyway, I will get back to that chapter now.