Have no fear! Krista is here! This is just a warning, but this will be the
last chapter I get out for a while. I'll be leaving tomorrow for three
weeks on vacation. So enjoy this one.
Oh yeah, almost forgot, I DO NOT OWN IT! =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- =-=
I was really getting sick and tired of walking along the same stupid beach, seeing the same stupid horizon, feeling the same stupid sand, and laughing the same stupid laugh as I walked with the same stupid person. It was driving my crazy.
"Who ARE you?" I said as I woke up. I threw my pillow to the end of my bed in frustration.
"Who's who?" Katie asked, flinging open my bed curtains. The sun shined in bright through the window.
"Hmm? Oh, nothing," I replied, dragging myself out of bed. "What time is it?"
"Nine. Angelina's been up since seven, scribbling in her play book. Practices start next week, and she's freaking out.
"That's Angelina for you," I shrugged. "Up early on a Saturday. But you have to love her. What time were you up?"
"Eight,"
"Why were you up so early?"
"Duh," she said with an obvious expression. "Hogsmeade. Don't tell me you forgot."
In fact, I had. I had completely forgotten that it was a Hogsmeade weekend.
"Why didn't you wake me up? You normally do."
"Well after we all came back last night, you were still pissed. You fell asleep as soon as you hit the pillow. I figured I'd let you sleep."
She was right. I looked in the mirror over my dresser and saw that I hadn't even bothered to change into pajamas. I was still in the same clothes from yesterday.
"You know Alicia," Katie said, brushing her dirty blonde hair. I looked over to her. She was sitting cross-legged on her bed. "When are you and George going to let things go? You two hadn't been fighting in so long. What happened?"
"He hit a nerve that wasn't meant to be hit," I replied. "He shouldn't have asked me that. You all know how touchy I am about my parents. And he knows more than anyone."
"I know that Lich, but you know George. He's just as stubborn as his brother, if not, more stubborn. When his mind is set on something, he doesn't stop until he gets it. And he obviously wanted to know bad enough, because he knew if he asked, he'd get an answer."
"I bet he asked me to annoy me, simply because he knew I'd get mad. Same thing as he used to do. Starting fights with me just for the fun or arguing."
"Well whatever it is, will you two please knock it off?" Katie said. I could tell she was serious. "Don't you remember our talk the first night of school?"
"I know Katie, I know," I assured her. "I'll talk to him. I don't know if he'll listen, but I'll try."
"Thank you," Katie replied as she tossed her brush to the side. She gave me one of her smiles that let me know she wasn't mad at me. "Now hurry up and get dressed and get your ass down in the common room." And with that, she hopped off her bed and skipped out of the room.
I showered and threw on some black track pants and a gray tank top. How exciting, I know.
Katie, Angelina, and Fred were already down in the common room.
"Where's Lee?" I asked.
"What about George?" Angelina asked. "Don't you wan to know where he is too?"
"Not really," I plopped down on the couch next to Fred. Everyone shot me a look. "Sorry guys," I apologized. "Where's Lee AND George?"
"You missed me, didn't you Lich?" I heard a voice from behind me. I turned around and saw Lee and George descending the stairs from the boys' dormitories.
"Why would someone miss you, Jordan?" Katie joked.
"Funny Katie. Very funny," He nodded. "So are you guys ready to go?"
"I just don't see why you made me get so early," George said with a yawn. "There's the whole day."
"Really, George," Fred said disapprovingly. He shook his head. "Everyone knows Zonko's gets their new shipments every Saturday MORNING."
George rolled his eyes at his brother. "How silly of me to forget," he replied. He looked just as tired as I felt. "Let's just go." Everyone stood up and made their way to the portrait hole. Everyone except Angelina.
Angelina sat in a chair, oblivious to the rest of the world. She scribbled away on her note pad. "If one Chaser flies here, wait, no, that won't work." She crossed something out.
"Angelina, are you coming?" I asked. She didn't even hear me. "ANGELINA!" I repeated, this time louder.
"Hmm? Oh, coming." She set everything down and joined the rest of us out the door.
I'd always loved the walk to Hogsmeade. It makes you realize how green the grounds of Hogwarts really are. When we finally reached the streets of Hogsmeade, I woke right up. The streets were busy with students. I laughed when I saw some of the third years looking around in awe. I thought back to my first visit to Hogsmeade. Fred gave me an acid pop from Honeydukes, and I was mad at him or weeks because there was a big hole in my tongue. I laugh about it now, but then, I was furious.
We all began to walk towards the end of town where the shops were, when George pulled me by the back of the shirt.
"Let me go," I scowled at him.
"I want to talk," he said simply, letting go of my shirt.
"So talk to yourself," I shrugged and kept walking. I was still mad about the previous night.
"Please?"
I stopped and turned around. "What do you want?"
"I was out of line last night," he said simply.
"I know," I shrugged. "You stopped me to tell me that?"
"No. I stopped you to apologize."
"Oh,"
"I shouldn't have expected you to answer that," he shook his head. "I guess I just really wanted to know what was going on in your mind. You don't tell me anything anymore. Right when I thought we were developing a friendship just like we used to have, you go off and ignore me again. So I figured if I really wanted to know what was going on in your head, I'd just ask you then. But now I realize how stupid it was, and you have every reason to be mad at me. I'm really sorry."
"Oh," was all I could think of.
"So that's it?" George asked me, looking confused. "No girly slap? No 'I hate you. Go away?'"
"Nope," I shook my head. "George, listen, I overreacted last night too. I acted like a little girl, and I should have just told you in the first place. But George, I don't ignore you."
"You don't realize it, but you do," he corrected me. "Just like how all this mess started a few years ago. And I don't want that to happen again. Not when we're finally beginning to be friends again."
Oops.
"I don't do it intentionally," I informed him. "I'm sorry George. I promise it won't happen anymore. If I do it again, just look at me and yell 'ALICIA! PAY ATTENTION TO ME!' and I'll drop what I'm doing and hang out with you."
That made him laugh. "That makes me sound like an attention craving little kid."
"No. You're an attention craving big kid."
"Come on," George laughed, throwing an arm around my shoulders. "The others are miles ahead." We went ahead and began walking to catch up with the others.
"You know, this always happens lately," I said as we quickened our pace.
"What always happens?" he asked.
"We get into this huge argument, then the next day, you say something that totally makes me change my mind."
He laughed at that too. "You could never say mad at me for too long." We finally reached the others and saw Fred looked over his shoulder.
"Oi, George, hurry up!" he called. "Zonko's is opening in approximately 15 seconds." With that, George gave me a shrug and ran to the shop with his brother and Lee. Yup. Al boy craving for attention.
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Well, there is it. It's short. I wanted to write more, but I'm leaving for Europe in about 10 hours, so I wanted to get a chapter out so I didn't have to make you wait almost a month. Shutouts next chapter... no time now...
Btw... the Trapt concert was awesome. Chris Brown is SEXY!
Oh yeah, almost forgot, I DO NOT OWN IT! =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- =-=
I was really getting sick and tired of walking along the same stupid beach, seeing the same stupid horizon, feeling the same stupid sand, and laughing the same stupid laugh as I walked with the same stupid person. It was driving my crazy.
"Who ARE you?" I said as I woke up. I threw my pillow to the end of my bed in frustration.
"Who's who?" Katie asked, flinging open my bed curtains. The sun shined in bright through the window.
"Hmm? Oh, nothing," I replied, dragging myself out of bed. "What time is it?"
"Nine. Angelina's been up since seven, scribbling in her play book. Practices start next week, and she's freaking out.
"That's Angelina for you," I shrugged. "Up early on a Saturday. But you have to love her. What time were you up?"
"Eight,"
"Why were you up so early?"
"Duh," she said with an obvious expression. "Hogsmeade. Don't tell me you forgot."
In fact, I had. I had completely forgotten that it was a Hogsmeade weekend.
"Why didn't you wake me up? You normally do."
"Well after we all came back last night, you were still pissed. You fell asleep as soon as you hit the pillow. I figured I'd let you sleep."
She was right. I looked in the mirror over my dresser and saw that I hadn't even bothered to change into pajamas. I was still in the same clothes from yesterday.
"You know Alicia," Katie said, brushing her dirty blonde hair. I looked over to her. She was sitting cross-legged on her bed. "When are you and George going to let things go? You two hadn't been fighting in so long. What happened?"
"He hit a nerve that wasn't meant to be hit," I replied. "He shouldn't have asked me that. You all know how touchy I am about my parents. And he knows more than anyone."
"I know that Lich, but you know George. He's just as stubborn as his brother, if not, more stubborn. When his mind is set on something, he doesn't stop until he gets it. And he obviously wanted to know bad enough, because he knew if he asked, he'd get an answer."
"I bet he asked me to annoy me, simply because he knew I'd get mad. Same thing as he used to do. Starting fights with me just for the fun or arguing."
"Well whatever it is, will you two please knock it off?" Katie said. I could tell she was serious. "Don't you remember our talk the first night of school?"
"I know Katie, I know," I assured her. "I'll talk to him. I don't know if he'll listen, but I'll try."
"Thank you," Katie replied as she tossed her brush to the side. She gave me one of her smiles that let me know she wasn't mad at me. "Now hurry up and get dressed and get your ass down in the common room." And with that, she hopped off her bed and skipped out of the room.
I showered and threw on some black track pants and a gray tank top. How exciting, I know.
Katie, Angelina, and Fred were already down in the common room.
"Where's Lee?" I asked.
"What about George?" Angelina asked. "Don't you wan to know where he is too?"
"Not really," I plopped down on the couch next to Fred. Everyone shot me a look. "Sorry guys," I apologized. "Where's Lee AND George?"
"You missed me, didn't you Lich?" I heard a voice from behind me. I turned around and saw Lee and George descending the stairs from the boys' dormitories.
"Why would someone miss you, Jordan?" Katie joked.
"Funny Katie. Very funny," He nodded. "So are you guys ready to go?"
"I just don't see why you made me get so early," George said with a yawn. "There's the whole day."
"Really, George," Fred said disapprovingly. He shook his head. "Everyone knows Zonko's gets their new shipments every Saturday MORNING."
George rolled his eyes at his brother. "How silly of me to forget," he replied. He looked just as tired as I felt. "Let's just go." Everyone stood up and made their way to the portrait hole. Everyone except Angelina.
Angelina sat in a chair, oblivious to the rest of the world. She scribbled away on her note pad. "If one Chaser flies here, wait, no, that won't work." She crossed something out.
"Angelina, are you coming?" I asked. She didn't even hear me. "ANGELINA!" I repeated, this time louder.
"Hmm? Oh, coming." She set everything down and joined the rest of us out the door.
I'd always loved the walk to Hogsmeade. It makes you realize how green the grounds of Hogwarts really are. When we finally reached the streets of Hogsmeade, I woke right up. The streets were busy with students. I laughed when I saw some of the third years looking around in awe. I thought back to my first visit to Hogsmeade. Fred gave me an acid pop from Honeydukes, and I was mad at him or weeks because there was a big hole in my tongue. I laugh about it now, but then, I was furious.
We all began to walk towards the end of town where the shops were, when George pulled me by the back of the shirt.
"Let me go," I scowled at him.
"I want to talk," he said simply, letting go of my shirt.
"So talk to yourself," I shrugged and kept walking. I was still mad about the previous night.
"Please?"
I stopped and turned around. "What do you want?"
"I was out of line last night," he said simply.
"I know," I shrugged. "You stopped me to tell me that?"
"No. I stopped you to apologize."
"Oh,"
"I shouldn't have expected you to answer that," he shook his head. "I guess I just really wanted to know what was going on in your mind. You don't tell me anything anymore. Right when I thought we were developing a friendship just like we used to have, you go off and ignore me again. So I figured if I really wanted to know what was going on in your head, I'd just ask you then. But now I realize how stupid it was, and you have every reason to be mad at me. I'm really sorry."
"Oh," was all I could think of.
"So that's it?" George asked me, looking confused. "No girly slap? No 'I hate you. Go away?'"
"Nope," I shook my head. "George, listen, I overreacted last night too. I acted like a little girl, and I should have just told you in the first place. But George, I don't ignore you."
"You don't realize it, but you do," he corrected me. "Just like how all this mess started a few years ago. And I don't want that to happen again. Not when we're finally beginning to be friends again."
Oops.
"I don't do it intentionally," I informed him. "I'm sorry George. I promise it won't happen anymore. If I do it again, just look at me and yell 'ALICIA! PAY ATTENTION TO ME!' and I'll drop what I'm doing and hang out with you."
That made him laugh. "That makes me sound like an attention craving little kid."
"No. You're an attention craving big kid."
"Come on," George laughed, throwing an arm around my shoulders. "The others are miles ahead." We went ahead and began walking to catch up with the others.
"You know, this always happens lately," I said as we quickened our pace.
"What always happens?" he asked.
"We get into this huge argument, then the next day, you say something that totally makes me change my mind."
He laughed at that too. "You could never say mad at me for too long." We finally reached the others and saw Fred looked over his shoulder.
"Oi, George, hurry up!" he called. "Zonko's is opening in approximately 15 seconds." With that, George gave me a shrug and ran to the shop with his brother and Lee. Yup. Al boy craving for attention.
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Well, there is it. It's short. I wanted to write more, but I'm leaving for Europe in about 10 hours, so I wanted to get a chapter out so I didn't have to make you wait almost a month. Shutouts next chapter... no time now...
Btw... the Trapt concert was awesome. Chris Brown is SEXY!