WEEHOO!!!! I DID IT PEOPLE! i wrote the next chapter! you know to like that. anyways in this chapter i'm gonna try and get in to Draco's head a little bit. yes, you'll get to here....or erm...read some of his thoughts! i might actually have to switch around the genera a little bit because of this chapter! anyways i hope yall like it!!! i love you guys for R&R! and if you didn't then do this time so there will be love for you! Disclaimer= i Do own a lot of this stuff but not the whole witch and wizard idea and my sexy Draco and eh-hem, some i do not want to reveal not being mine right now but you get the point, your smart people!
CHAPTER 3
Getting use to it all
It took them awhile to reach Amanda's house fore she and Tom actually didn't live in Los Angeles. The two of them lived in a good-sized house. It was a light shade of yellow and it was trimmed in a calming blue. It wasn't what Draco was use to, but he still stared at it as if it was the best house he had ever seen. T, finally out of his 'there's only one of ME' phase, was the one to break Draco's moment.
"Dude, Amanda, can I stay the night?' he asked
"Uh, yeah...but why?" she asked in reply.
"Just do...and uh...I can't find my key...heh heh..."
"God your a frickin' loser."
After their little conversation they got out of the car and started toward the house. Draco was about to die to see if it was as nice of a house inside as it was outside. Well, when they did make it through the beautiful double doors Draco found they doings of two teenagers. It looked as if a tornado, an earthquake, and the retreating part of a hurricane had hit all at once. Clothes, most likely dirty, lay around everywhere. A guitar with no strings sat on the couch with its old strings beside it. Draco tried to see past the disorder and disarray but couldn't. It was too much to bare. He barely noticed Amanda come from behind him and plop down on one of the armchairs on the right of the room. Amanda taking notice to the look on his face realized this apparently wasn't how wizards from Britain liked to live.
"Oh, yeah, sorry it's a bit messy in here. Heh, looks like my room, so, yeah, it's what I'm use to. Tom and me are like pigs when no ones home." She said trying to help him understand the mess a little
"O.... K....." Draco managed to reply while just trying to picture what the hell her room looked like. She's just so messy for such a pretty girl... Draco thought to himself. Finally giving in to his neat-freak instinct, he took a seat on the opposite side of the room of Amanda. Draco figured he was gonna have to get use to it all: the mess, the house, Amanda, Tom, and T's lifestyles.
well, yea, b happy i typed something. i REALLY wanted to get something out for you people, and i'm working on the next chapter AS YOU READ! later, and sorry i havn't updated this story for awhile... anyways REVIEW PLZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CHAPTER 3
Getting use to it all
It took them awhile to reach Amanda's house fore she and Tom actually didn't live in Los Angeles. The two of them lived in a good-sized house. It was a light shade of yellow and it was trimmed in a calming blue. It wasn't what Draco was use to, but he still stared at it as if it was the best house he had ever seen. T, finally out of his 'there's only one of ME' phase, was the one to break Draco's moment.
"Dude, Amanda, can I stay the night?' he asked
"Uh, yeah...but why?" she asked in reply.
"Just do...and uh...I can't find my key...heh heh..."
"God your a frickin' loser."
After their little conversation they got out of the car and started toward the house. Draco was about to die to see if it was as nice of a house inside as it was outside. Well, when they did make it through the beautiful double doors Draco found they doings of two teenagers. It looked as if a tornado, an earthquake, and the retreating part of a hurricane had hit all at once. Clothes, most likely dirty, lay around everywhere. A guitar with no strings sat on the couch with its old strings beside it. Draco tried to see past the disorder and disarray but couldn't. It was too much to bare. He barely noticed Amanda come from behind him and plop down on one of the armchairs on the right of the room. Amanda taking notice to the look on his face realized this apparently wasn't how wizards from Britain liked to live.
"Oh, yeah, sorry it's a bit messy in here. Heh, looks like my room, so, yeah, it's what I'm use to. Tom and me are like pigs when no ones home." She said trying to help him understand the mess a little
"O.... K....." Draco managed to reply while just trying to picture what the hell her room looked like. She's just so messy for such a pretty girl... Draco thought to himself. Finally giving in to his neat-freak instinct, he took a seat on the opposite side of the room of Amanda. Draco figured he was gonna have to get use to it all: the mess, the house, Amanda, Tom, and T's lifestyles.
well, yea, b happy i typed something. i REALLY wanted to get something out for you people, and i'm working on the next chapter AS YOU READ! later, and sorry i havn't updated this story for awhile... anyways REVIEW PLZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!