Okay...hum so just before starting, I've read the reviews and here r the
answers....
Three people trying to write: okay so thanks for ur constructive critism, but I don't realy think she's a Mary Sue...okay, yeah i admit....it actually does seem llike a Mary in the first chapter....but it isn't, so relax, u'll get to know her eventually.
The counter: no, it's not one in many romances, and hum... the romance hasn't started just yet actually... but it will soon, so hum read it.
Rionell: thanks for your review, kep doing it, and i will surely update it more often :p
Xamphia: yeah...it is short but it's just that i hate fics with chapters so large you can't see the bottom of the page, but the best things do come in short packages...
She entered to a dormitory, on wich four girls were sleping, dreaming... so peacefully. It killed her! Why did she had to endure all of that pain, all by her own, she wanted to make them feel some of that hurting drowning her, burning her on the inside, but why? She had no reasons, it wasn't their fault...
Of course she knew that! But it didn't really matter, cause she was feeling the pain anyways.
Was she too lost to be saved? Was she too lost?
That terrible feeling when you want to die, and you can't, so you try to hurt someone -youself, hoping to reduce some of your pain inside, trying to drown it on the outside- but it only brings more.
She eventually fall asleep too, knowing that even when she was in what everyone called 'the safest place in the world' she was safe nowhere. A few hours later, (it seemed a minute to the girl, though) she woke up. The sun was already out, and it was a sunny morning, the girls beside her were sleeping still.
'Perfect'she thought getting in the bathroom, grabbing her clothes. Something fell of her pocket. 'A knife?' she said surprised 'Oh, give me a brake! Do you actually think I am this stupid?!' she roared dropping it on the floor.
30 minutes later she was out, walking to the Headmaster's ofice, but the knife wasn't still on the floor. It was well hidden under all the things inside her trunk.
She entered, and smiled for the first time in many days as she saw Dumbledore.
'Smiling hurts, don't it?' he said calmly, staring at her with his blue eyes. She made what seemed to be a sarcastic gesture, but forced herself not to. 'It does' she said simply staring at the floor. 'Well, Andrea you'll be pleased to know that you aren't going to attend to your fist 2 classes, for someone will be showing you around the school during that time. She didn't move. 'As you know, it's very important that you- (a blonde girl entered) ?Miss Bledel!, just in time, very well. If you please show her around it would be just fine.
They left, Dumbledore hadn't had finished what he needed to say, which brought a certain worry into him.
'So, hum-' Karen Bledel said in an attemp to brake the ice ' I'm Karen Bledel, I'm a Ravenclaw, sixth grader-,'she said smiling, waiting for an answer, but she got any.
Andrea's thoughts weren't there, with Karen, but a few feet above their heads, on the inside of her trunk. 'NO'she thought firmly,'The easiest way isn't always the better one, but it would be safer for everyone else...NO!, okay...doing it won't make things better- althought I may be too lost to be saved...anyways
Three people trying to write: okay so thanks for ur constructive critism, but I don't realy think she's a Mary Sue...okay, yeah i admit....it actually does seem llike a Mary in the first chapter....but it isn't, so relax, u'll get to know her eventually.
The counter: no, it's not one in many romances, and hum... the romance hasn't started just yet actually... but it will soon, so hum read it.
Rionell: thanks for your review, kep doing it, and i will surely update it more often :p
Xamphia: yeah...it is short but it's just that i hate fics with chapters so large you can't see the bottom of the page, but the best things do come in short packages...
She entered to a dormitory, on wich four girls were sleping, dreaming... so peacefully. It killed her! Why did she had to endure all of that pain, all by her own, she wanted to make them feel some of that hurting drowning her, burning her on the inside, but why? She had no reasons, it wasn't their fault...
Of course she knew that! But it didn't really matter, cause she was feeling the pain anyways.
Was she too lost to be saved? Was she too lost?
That terrible feeling when you want to die, and you can't, so you try to hurt someone -youself, hoping to reduce some of your pain inside, trying to drown it on the outside- but it only brings more.
She eventually fall asleep too, knowing that even when she was in what everyone called 'the safest place in the world' she was safe nowhere. A few hours later, (it seemed a minute to the girl, though) she woke up. The sun was already out, and it was a sunny morning, the girls beside her were sleeping still.
'Perfect'she thought getting in the bathroom, grabbing her clothes. Something fell of her pocket. 'A knife?' she said surprised 'Oh, give me a brake! Do you actually think I am this stupid?!' she roared dropping it on the floor.
30 minutes later she was out, walking to the Headmaster's ofice, but the knife wasn't still on the floor. It was well hidden under all the things inside her trunk.
She entered, and smiled for the first time in many days as she saw Dumbledore.
'Smiling hurts, don't it?' he said calmly, staring at her with his blue eyes. She made what seemed to be a sarcastic gesture, but forced herself not to. 'It does' she said simply staring at the floor. 'Well, Andrea you'll be pleased to know that you aren't going to attend to your fist 2 classes, for someone will be showing you around the school during that time. She didn't move. 'As you know, it's very important that you- (a blonde girl entered) ?Miss Bledel!, just in time, very well. If you please show her around it would be just fine.
They left, Dumbledore hadn't had finished what he needed to say, which brought a certain worry into him.
'So, hum-' Karen Bledel said in an attemp to brake the ice ' I'm Karen Bledel, I'm a Ravenclaw, sixth grader-,'she said smiling, waiting for an answer, but she got any.
Andrea's thoughts weren't there, with Karen, but a few feet above their heads, on the inside of her trunk. 'NO'she thought firmly,'The easiest way isn't always the better one, but it would be safer for everyone else...NO!, okay...doing it won't make things better- althought I may be too lost to be saved...anyways