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Also, beware the fluff monster, despite the fact that he's a mini, pink, fluffy elephant that lives in my room; he threatened me within an inch of my life if I didn't make this chapter fluffy, sooo here's the getting ready for the date fluff.

Wiccaphobia
Chapter 3
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It was finally Friday. I was at crew practice, and so was Jamie. Practice was held outside the school on the track. The boy's team was on the track running 8-minute miles. We were on the football field inside the track using the ergs. Ergs are rowing machines. At the moment, we were in the middle of 2000 meter races. My best time is 4:30, of course, the team best it 4:23.
I looked down at the clock. 4:18 at 1965 meters! I might be able to beat the record! Even if I didn't, I'd still beat my own best! I rowed harder than I thought I ever could. 1970 meters, 1978 meters, 1984, 1995, 2000 meters! I stopped as best I could with the momentum I'd picked up. Terrified, I checked the timer: Damn! 4 minutes 25 seconds! If only I had been 2 seconds faster! If only I had started out better! I pulled the seat and myself up to the handle ledge and sat there, panting and sweating, until coach let us get up for water.
As I walked over to the cooler, I looked to see how the guys were doing. It looked like they only had a quarter of a lap to go...Jamie was somewhere in the mass of people running together, not behind, but also not in front.
"Laura!"
"What? Huh?"
"Get some water! You're zoning...actually, you're staring, at the guys...or is it only one guy?"
"Oh, I'm just zoned, I beat my best score...it's now just catching up to me, sorry." Yeah...that's it; I wasn't watching Jamie at all.
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What can I wear? I thought as I ripped clothes from my closet. I want to look sexy... –ish, but not desperate...oh! I saw the perfect outfit... casual, but kinda not. Long bronzed pants with a 6-inch slit at the bottom of each leg (the legs were so long, I could wear platforms and the pant legs would still drag on the ground!) and a small velvet brown shirt that showed a little midriff when I stood up and had a low enough neckline so that I could wear a necklace to go with it. Now, which necklace could I wear? Something silver would look nice color wise, but too fancy. I saw the PERFECT necklace, it was an invisichain (a/n: those kind that are there but you can hardly see them...you know what I'm talking about??) with a stainless steel fairy charm...it was charmed so the wings actually fluttered every so often.
Oh shit, what can I do about my hair!? I could leave it down, but ten it would frizz. I could put it in a ponytail, but that's too casual. I could put it in a clip. I thought as I searched frantically threw my drawer that held my hair accessories. I'm never this worried about how I look! Why start now? Then, a little voice in my head replied, "because you've never been on a date before" I listened to the different parts of my consciousness argue.
"So? Just because it's a date doesn't mean I have to dress differently than I would any other time!"
"Yes, but NOW you want to impress Jamie"
"Well, yeah, but I want him to like ME, not my clothes"
"But looking good is a lure...and it works for other girls, so why not for you as well?"
"A valid point, you win."
I looked at the clock, 6:43. I had about 15 minutes. I pulled my hair behind my head and twisted it, then clamped it in place with a clip...it still didn't look right, so I pulled out a few strands to frame the side of my face. There, that was the best I could do.
I found my black platform sandals and my black purse. That should be everything. I checked my appearance in the full length mirror.
"Lovely, just lovely dear" the mirror commented
"Thank you, I just hope he likes it." I replied.
"Well, if he doesn't, then have him get his eyes checked." I laughed; Mirror always knew how to make me feel beautiful. "Why don't you put on some makeup dear?"
"Shit, that's right! I forgot all about makeup!"
"I'd suggest the dark blue eye shadow and that chap gloss that always looks so nice."
"I think I'll do that, thanks Mirror!"
I wondered briefly how Muggles ever managed before the two worlds merged as I did my make up. I was getting increasingly anxious, I wasn't sure if I could stand waiting another minute...I checked the clock again, 6:57. Thank the gods!
The doorbell rang. I went down to answer the door and there, right on time, was Jamie. He wore black cargo jeans and a slightly tight gray T-shirt that showed off his muscles. His hair hung softly around his face. A few strands escaped from behind his ear and decided to lie in front of his left eye. It looked sooo sexy!
"Wow, you look great!" he said quietly
"You're not looking so bad yourself." I responded nervously.
He stepped back from the doorway. "Shall we?" he asked motioning to the black sports car in the driveway.
"Of course."
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Se-who-must-not-be-named: Thanx! Well, it's not annoying yet, so I won't bitch at you. Lol

Takensoul: well, actually, HP doesn't have a big part in the story, I just had to put him in a chapter so I could put it up... because if I put it up at fictionpress, then people would bitch at me for some of the classes (i.e. Potions and DADA) and the use of spells, so I figured I would put him in a chappie to make my life easier. It really is a bit of an original thing (I think!) because there IS no wizarding world... the two worlds are now merged

Rye bread and cheese: fun name, not so fun review, I decided to delete it. If you're that paranoid that by reading the paragraph where I mentioned one of my friends being bi that you're going to randomly change sexuality, then deal with it, and don't bother me about it! I hate all you conservatives with all your prejudices! I should get my BLACK, GAY, NON-CHRISTIAN, PRO-CHOICE, DEMOCRAT friend to break into your house, you'd probably die from a heart attack, but hey, one less conservative bastard on Earth, it might help society.

A/N: just for those of you who are wondering why I have that scene with the rumor, that's a true story, except for the broken wrist (It DID really hurt though!). I just thought it would be a nice character-forming event in the story to show you what Laura's like. Liberal, and doesn't take shit...did I get that across to you? I don't mind flames, but I can't stand people who bitch me out because they're under the impression that liberalism is evil and "of the devil."
Sorry 'bout that bit of rant. It's just that Rye REALLY pissed me off. Anyway, see that button down there? Pleeeeaaaaasssse press it! I COULD start ransoming the chapters...maybe, 5 reviews before I update? Nah...I'm not like that. Anyway, reviews DO make me update faster!!