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Al- you need a username, chickie! But, thanks for the review. Glad to hear that you're reading. Here's that new chappie you asked for on the RPG.
Ok, here's chappie 7. Hope ya like it.
Before anyone knew it, it was the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. Hawk was up in her dorm, reading a book Taran had lent her, called The Golden Compass. In came the chattering girls that shared the room, Trixie and Jillian.
"Did you SEE him? I can't believe that." Jillian was saying.
"Do you two MIND? I am trying to read." Hawk said rather quietly, but they both froze and listened like she'd screamed.
"Sorry, Hawk. We'll be quieter," Trixie said softly.
"Thank you. Now who vere you talking about?" Hawk grabbed a bag of Hershey's Minis and started eating all the dark chocolate ones.
"You, really," Trixie reached into the bag and pulled out a handful. She picked out the darks and threw them to Hawk, then started eating the others.
"Hawk, if I were half as pretty as you, that stupid Kale Matthews would be begging me to go out with him! And you know what I'd do?" Jillian said, looking angry and dreamy at the same time. Kale Matthews was the Hufflepuff boy Jillian had a crush on since she first saw him, on the train to her first year at Hogwarts.
"Jump on him and snog him to Timbuktu and back?" Trixie offered helpfully.
"No! I'd laugh while he groveled at my feet! Then I'd jump him." Jillian laughed and ate a Crunch bar.
"Jilly, you really are beautiful. You just need a look that's more like the real you!" Trixie practically yelled.
"Vhy don't ve change that then? I really have nothing important to do tonight." Hawk offered.
Jillian looked shocked. "You'd do that for me?"
"Vhy not? It vill giff me something to do."
"You're so nice! Ok, here's what I was thinking." Jillian told them all her ideas; they took them and created a new Jilly. She was much happier with her appearance after that-it was exactly what Jillian was on the inside, brought out to the surface.
((A/N: You might not really care, but I'm totally bored, so I'm going to tell ya what she looks like now! Just stop reading if you don't like it.))
Her hair was it's normal color as a base, with chunky bright blue streaks. It was cut so it came to a point sort of at her chin, and got longer in the back, layered. She had a little make up on, but not much. Eyeliner, lipgloss. Her brown eyes were so happy looking, compared to the sad sort of look they usually had. It was amazing how such a small change could push Jillian to let her true colors fly-personality-wise, she was the girl she was always too shy to be outside of this room.
***
The nest day, Hawk went out flying as usual, but then she went to meet Taran. He was already there, looking furious.
"Vot is the matter?" Hawk asked as she stepped through the portrait hole and saw his face.
"My father! He sent me a letter today. He's gone ahead and written out a will for me."
"Can he do that?"
"Yeah, of course he can! I'm underage. He's totally in control. There's nothing I can do about it. And here's the worst part-everything's going to him and Scarlette!!"
"I am sorry, but there is nothing I can do, either. You vill haff to just liff vith it. You von't be here anyvay, vhy do you really care?"
"It's the principal of it! I don't want them to get my money!! Or my stuff!"
"Vell then who vould you vant to haff it?"
"I would want to get really old and pass it on to my kids and grandkids!! But that's not going to happen, is it?!"
"No, it is not. I am sorry about it, but as I said before, there is nothing I can do. If there vas, I vould have done it for myself long ago. They vill win this. Ve are just two children, against the whole group and all of their children."
"Yeah, yeah. I know. No need to rub it in." he threw his arms in the air and flopped hard onto his couch.
"Do not take it out of the furniture, it did nothing to you."
He started laughing uncontrollably, so hard that tears were running from his eyes. 'that really wasn't that funny!' Hawk thought.
"Vot is it?"
after 5 minutes, he was able to talk. "S-sorry 'bout that. I just really, really needed to laugh."
A/N: ok, I'm REALLY sick of typing, so I'm gonna end it there. Sorry that this chapter sucks, but I'm so tired today I can't believe I haven't passed out yet. I'll put up a better chapter next time, I promise, because I know exactly what'll be in it. TTYL, readers!
Al- you need a username, chickie! But, thanks for the review. Glad to hear that you're reading. Here's that new chappie you asked for on the RPG.
Ok, here's chappie 7. Hope ya like it.
Before anyone knew it, it was the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. Hawk was up in her dorm, reading a book Taran had lent her, called The Golden Compass. In came the chattering girls that shared the room, Trixie and Jillian.
"Did you SEE him? I can't believe that." Jillian was saying.
"Do you two MIND? I am trying to read." Hawk said rather quietly, but they both froze and listened like she'd screamed.
"Sorry, Hawk. We'll be quieter," Trixie said softly.
"Thank you. Now who vere you talking about?" Hawk grabbed a bag of Hershey's Minis and started eating all the dark chocolate ones.
"You, really," Trixie reached into the bag and pulled out a handful. She picked out the darks and threw them to Hawk, then started eating the others.
"Hawk, if I were half as pretty as you, that stupid Kale Matthews would be begging me to go out with him! And you know what I'd do?" Jillian said, looking angry and dreamy at the same time. Kale Matthews was the Hufflepuff boy Jillian had a crush on since she first saw him, on the train to her first year at Hogwarts.
"Jump on him and snog him to Timbuktu and back?" Trixie offered helpfully.
"No! I'd laugh while he groveled at my feet! Then I'd jump him." Jillian laughed and ate a Crunch bar.
"Jilly, you really are beautiful. You just need a look that's more like the real you!" Trixie practically yelled.
"Vhy don't ve change that then? I really have nothing important to do tonight." Hawk offered.
Jillian looked shocked. "You'd do that for me?"
"Vhy not? It vill giff me something to do."
"You're so nice! Ok, here's what I was thinking." Jillian told them all her ideas; they took them and created a new Jilly. She was much happier with her appearance after that-it was exactly what Jillian was on the inside, brought out to the surface.
((A/N: You might not really care, but I'm totally bored, so I'm going to tell ya what she looks like now! Just stop reading if you don't like it.))
Her hair was it's normal color as a base, with chunky bright blue streaks. It was cut so it came to a point sort of at her chin, and got longer in the back, layered. She had a little make up on, but not much. Eyeliner, lipgloss. Her brown eyes were so happy looking, compared to the sad sort of look they usually had. It was amazing how such a small change could push Jillian to let her true colors fly-personality-wise, she was the girl she was always too shy to be outside of this room.
***
The nest day, Hawk went out flying as usual, but then she went to meet Taran. He was already there, looking furious.
"Vot is the matter?" Hawk asked as she stepped through the portrait hole and saw his face.
"My father! He sent me a letter today. He's gone ahead and written out a will for me."
"Can he do that?"
"Yeah, of course he can! I'm underage. He's totally in control. There's nothing I can do about it. And here's the worst part-everything's going to him and Scarlette!!"
"I am sorry, but there is nothing I can do, either. You vill haff to just liff vith it. You von't be here anyvay, vhy do you really care?"
"It's the principal of it! I don't want them to get my money!! Or my stuff!"
"Vell then who vould you vant to haff it?"
"I would want to get really old and pass it on to my kids and grandkids!! But that's not going to happen, is it?!"
"No, it is not. I am sorry about it, but as I said before, there is nothing I can do. If there vas, I vould have done it for myself long ago. They vill win this. Ve are just two children, against the whole group and all of their children."
"Yeah, yeah. I know. No need to rub it in." he threw his arms in the air and flopped hard onto his couch.
"Do not take it out of the furniture, it did nothing to you."
He started laughing uncontrollably, so hard that tears were running from his eyes. 'that really wasn't that funny!' Hawk thought.
"Vot is it?"
after 5 minutes, he was able to talk. "S-sorry 'bout that. I just really, really needed to laugh."
A/N: ok, I'm REALLY sick of typing, so I'm gonna end it there. Sorry that this chapter sucks, but I'm so tired today I can't believe I haven't passed out yet. I'll put up a better chapter next time, I promise, because I know exactly what'll be in it. TTYL, readers!