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*The Outfit*
BOOM! Splat!
"OW!" I yelled after landing on the floor in a heap. "What was that for?"
"It's time to get up Kitty, we need to get you all beatifuled up for Marcus!" Angelina said as she jumped off my bed. Man, I hate it when she wakes me up like that. Bouncing me out of my own bed. Hey, wait a minute.
"I thought you didn't want me to go out with Marcus today? I thought you hated him." I said thoughtfully. Because, it was true. They bugged me ALL DAY yesterday telling me how wrong it was for me to be going out with Marcus.
"Of course we hate Marcus, but we also hate seeing you so unhappy, so we're gonna let you go out with him if it will cheer you up! I mean, you have been SUCH a wet blanket since school started! So, if this will help, we'll stand Marcus." Alicia said as she looked through her gigantic wardrobe. I swear she has more clothes than anybody I know!
"But don't expect us to be all nice to him!" Angelina said, swirling around to look at me menacingly. Her look did not come out right. Instead of intimidating me, it only made me fall down- as I was trying to stand up- from laughing so hard.
I better get out of here before I die from laughing. I crawled to the bathroom as fast as I could, taking long, soothing breaths, in order to calm down. Ok, I'm fine now.
I wonder what I should wear today. Should I look sexy, casual, or sporty? I don't know! I better ask Angelina and Alicia for help after my shower. Now the question is, what should I smell like today- oranges, strawberries, or cotton candy? Hmm, I think it better be Cotton Candy, it's my favorite!
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"Alicia!!!" I groaned, as I looked through my closet, "I don't have anything to wear!! Can you please help me?"
"We already have an outfit picked out for you!" Angelina answered as she bounced towards her bed, "Aren't we just the best friends in the world!!"
"You guys rock! Ok, so what did you pick out?" I squealed. Yes, it's true. I Katie Meatball Bell squealed about getting dressed for a date. I am so weird. Of course, talking to myself doesn't make me weird at all, not in the least bit.
I looked at what Angelina had picked out for me and my jaw dropped so low that I think it almost hit the floor. They wanted me to wear THAT!? You have got to be joking! Although my combat boots were a good choice for foot wear. I need those so that a bit of my good ol' self will be obvious in the outfit choice, even if it doesn't match well, but I never match well anyway so it doesn't matter! But still, THAT outfit! They know what I bought it for!
"Angelina, Alicia, you know what I bought that outfit for," I say hesitantly, not wanting to aggravate them.
"Katie! I thought going out with Marcus was to help you get over the reason you bought the outfit! Besides, you'll look ravishing in it!" Alicia said as she bounded over to the bed I was sitting on. And let me tell you. When Alicia bounds onto a bed and you're sitting on it, there is no way on earth that you'll be able to stay on it.
"Alright, alright," I said giving in. Trust me, you'd give in too after falling onto your bum from an Alicia bounding. "But on one condition."
"What is it?!" They both said in unison. Ok, now, to answer that question I just need a condition. Hmm. I know!!
"Angie, remember the other night when I told you that Fred liked you?" I asked while trying to hide my evil grin.
"Yeah." Angie said uncertainly. She so totally does not know what I'm talking about!
"Well, you said something about Oliver but didn't finish the sentence, and I want to know what you were gonna say!" I said, looking triumphant. She is gonna tell me! I know she is!
"Well, I'm not supposed to say," Angelina said wearily, "But I suppose that since it was so long ago it can't do any harm. Alicia, I need to go get dressed, can you tell her for me since you know as well?
"Sure Angel," Alicia replied smiling and slipping down onto the floor so that she could meet my gaze.
"Ok, so you remember how you and George went out for like all of Third Year?"
I nodded yes. I would have said something more, but as soon as you get Alicia off track, you can't get her back on for anything.
"Well, in like Halloween of that year, Oliver came to talk to us."
What?! She can't trail off like that and leave me hanging! "And?"
"Well, he told us that he liked you. And yes, he was that abrupt when he told us. We asked him whether he was gonna tell you, but he said he wasn't going to because George was always going on about how much he liked you and blah, blah, blah."
I couldn't help it, I burst out laughing. For two reasons- One, because of Alicia's purposefully shown jealousy of George liking me in Third year, She's like him forever after all. Second, because they were telling me that at one time Oliver actually liked me! Now that, is one crackpot story I could never buy. I wish I could though, I really wish I could.
"Ok Alicia, I've heard enough. I'll wear the outfit and I'll have a good time today with Marcus. Are you happy now?" I said as I stand up and dust off my legs. The House Elves really need to vacuum in here a bit more often, way too many dust bunnies.
"Wait, there's more." Alicia called, but I couldn't hear her. I had picked up my outfit and had scurried into my dressing room that I had made during third year.
This really is a pretty outfit. I can't believe I've never worn it for anything. Well, today will be the day I finally wear it. I bet no one will notice though. Wait, SHUT UP KATIE!! Too much negativeness in my brain. I swear, my blood type must be rare and negative, very negative. MUST BE POSITIVE!!! Ok, I am going to put on this outfit and guys are going to stare at me like a goddess! Yeah right, like that'll ever happen. Ok, I'm just gonna stop talking to myself and put on the damn outfit.
Oh my gosh! It even fits! And ya know, I got to admit to myself. I look pretty dang hot!
"So girls," I said as I walked back into the dorm grinning, "What do you think?"
"Oh my gosh! That looks more beautiful on you than I could have imagined!" Angelina squealed as she rushed forward to straighten my skirt. "Now, all we need to do is the hair and the make up."
"Oh, come on!" I groaned as they dragged me to the bathroom, "You know I don't have any make up, but I will consent to letting you do my hair, as long as it is not in my face!"
"The make up problem is easy to fix. It's called magic dearie! You ARE a witch remember! You'll just have to see your hair after we're finished!" Alicia said as they sat me down into a salon chair I had transfigured from a toothpick, "Just close you're eyes, and don't worry about a thing!"
Ok I admit, I'm freaked out. The last time I let them do my hair and make up, I came out looking like a toad with green hair and some seriously nasty looking warts. I've been a bit wary of them doing a makeover on me ever since.
I've been sitting here for half an hour and they're STILL not done! I'd ask them when they're gonna be finished, but someone has something pointy on my lip, and I don't particularly want to be stabbed.
"Ok!! Open up!" They both squealed at the same time.
I stood up and looked into the full-length mirror. I didn't see me. Instead, I saw a beautiful girl dressed in a medium length black skirt with slits halfway up the thigh and a tight emerald green tank top made of a flowy materiel with long, thin chains (of fabric) going between the hem at the shoulder to silver bracelets on each wrist. She had curly blonde hair pulled back into a half ponytail, her ever-changing eyes were accentuated by long, thick, black eyelashes and a bit of glitter, and her lips looked full and pink, in other words, absolutely perfect.
There is no way that this could be me! She is way to gorgeous looking to be me!
"Is this really me?" I ask, totally stunned that anyone was talented to make me look at gorgeous.
"It's 100% totally and completely Katherine Meatball Bell!" Angelina answered, smiling.
"You guys totally rock!" I yelled as I jumped onto them, hugging them tightly.
"Anytime Kitty! Now, you better meet Marcus, it's almost ten!"
"We'll walk you down Kat, just let me grab my shoes."
"Thanks guys you are absolute best!"
"We know! Just get us extra big Christmas Presents!""
End Notes-
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*The Outfit*
BOOM! Splat!
"OW!" I yelled after landing on the floor in a heap. "What was that for?"
"It's time to get up Kitty, we need to get you all beatifuled up for Marcus!" Angelina said as she jumped off my bed. Man, I hate it when she wakes me up like that. Bouncing me out of my own bed. Hey, wait a minute.
"I thought you didn't want me to go out with Marcus today? I thought you hated him." I said thoughtfully. Because, it was true. They bugged me ALL DAY yesterday telling me how wrong it was for me to be going out with Marcus.
"Of course we hate Marcus, but we also hate seeing you so unhappy, so we're gonna let you go out with him if it will cheer you up! I mean, you have been SUCH a wet blanket since school started! So, if this will help, we'll stand Marcus." Alicia said as she looked through her gigantic wardrobe. I swear she has more clothes than anybody I know!
"But don't expect us to be all nice to him!" Angelina said, swirling around to look at me menacingly. Her look did not come out right. Instead of intimidating me, it only made me fall down- as I was trying to stand up- from laughing so hard.
I better get out of here before I die from laughing. I crawled to the bathroom as fast as I could, taking long, soothing breaths, in order to calm down. Ok, I'm fine now.
I wonder what I should wear today. Should I look sexy, casual, or sporty? I don't know! I better ask Angelina and Alicia for help after my shower. Now the question is, what should I smell like today- oranges, strawberries, or cotton candy? Hmm, I think it better be Cotton Candy, it's my favorite!
*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*
"Alicia!!!" I groaned, as I looked through my closet, "I don't have anything to wear!! Can you please help me?"
"We already have an outfit picked out for you!" Angelina answered as she bounced towards her bed, "Aren't we just the best friends in the world!!"
"You guys rock! Ok, so what did you pick out?" I squealed. Yes, it's true. I Katie Meatball Bell squealed about getting dressed for a date. I am so weird. Of course, talking to myself doesn't make me weird at all, not in the least bit.
I looked at what Angelina had picked out for me and my jaw dropped so low that I think it almost hit the floor. They wanted me to wear THAT!? You have got to be joking! Although my combat boots were a good choice for foot wear. I need those so that a bit of my good ol' self will be obvious in the outfit choice, even if it doesn't match well, but I never match well anyway so it doesn't matter! But still, THAT outfit! They know what I bought it for!
"Angelina, Alicia, you know what I bought that outfit for," I say hesitantly, not wanting to aggravate them.
"Katie! I thought going out with Marcus was to help you get over the reason you bought the outfit! Besides, you'll look ravishing in it!" Alicia said as she bounded over to the bed I was sitting on. And let me tell you. When Alicia bounds onto a bed and you're sitting on it, there is no way on earth that you'll be able to stay on it.
"Alright, alright," I said giving in. Trust me, you'd give in too after falling onto your bum from an Alicia bounding. "But on one condition."
"What is it?!" They both said in unison. Ok, now, to answer that question I just need a condition. Hmm. I know!!
"Angie, remember the other night when I told you that Fred liked you?" I asked while trying to hide my evil grin.
"Yeah." Angie said uncertainly. She so totally does not know what I'm talking about!
"Well, you said something about Oliver but didn't finish the sentence, and I want to know what you were gonna say!" I said, looking triumphant. She is gonna tell me! I know she is!
"Well, I'm not supposed to say," Angelina said wearily, "But I suppose that since it was so long ago it can't do any harm. Alicia, I need to go get dressed, can you tell her for me since you know as well?
"Sure Angel," Alicia replied smiling and slipping down onto the floor so that she could meet my gaze.
"Ok, so you remember how you and George went out for like all of Third Year?"
I nodded yes. I would have said something more, but as soon as you get Alicia off track, you can't get her back on for anything.
"Well, in like Halloween of that year, Oliver came to talk to us."
What?! She can't trail off like that and leave me hanging! "And?"
"Well, he told us that he liked you. And yes, he was that abrupt when he told us. We asked him whether he was gonna tell you, but he said he wasn't going to because George was always going on about how much he liked you and blah, blah, blah."
I couldn't help it, I burst out laughing. For two reasons- One, because of Alicia's purposefully shown jealousy of George liking me in Third year, She's like him forever after all. Second, because they were telling me that at one time Oliver actually liked me! Now that, is one crackpot story I could never buy. I wish I could though, I really wish I could.
"Ok Alicia, I've heard enough. I'll wear the outfit and I'll have a good time today with Marcus. Are you happy now?" I said as I stand up and dust off my legs. The House Elves really need to vacuum in here a bit more often, way too many dust bunnies.
"Wait, there's more." Alicia called, but I couldn't hear her. I had picked up my outfit and had scurried into my dressing room that I had made during third year.
This really is a pretty outfit. I can't believe I've never worn it for anything. Well, today will be the day I finally wear it. I bet no one will notice though. Wait, SHUT UP KATIE!! Too much negativeness in my brain. I swear, my blood type must be rare and negative, very negative. MUST BE POSITIVE!!! Ok, I am going to put on this outfit and guys are going to stare at me like a goddess! Yeah right, like that'll ever happen. Ok, I'm just gonna stop talking to myself and put on the damn outfit.
Oh my gosh! It even fits! And ya know, I got to admit to myself. I look pretty dang hot!
"So girls," I said as I walked back into the dorm grinning, "What do you think?"
"Oh my gosh! That looks more beautiful on you than I could have imagined!" Angelina squealed as she rushed forward to straighten my skirt. "Now, all we need to do is the hair and the make up."
"Oh, come on!" I groaned as they dragged me to the bathroom, "You know I don't have any make up, but I will consent to letting you do my hair, as long as it is not in my face!"
"The make up problem is easy to fix. It's called magic dearie! You ARE a witch remember! You'll just have to see your hair after we're finished!" Alicia said as they sat me down into a salon chair I had transfigured from a toothpick, "Just close you're eyes, and don't worry about a thing!"
Ok I admit, I'm freaked out. The last time I let them do my hair and make up, I came out looking like a toad with green hair and some seriously nasty looking warts. I've been a bit wary of them doing a makeover on me ever since.
I've been sitting here for half an hour and they're STILL not done! I'd ask them when they're gonna be finished, but someone has something pointy on my lip, and I don't particularly want to be stabbed.
"Ok!! Open up!" They both squealed at the same time.
I stood up and looked into the full-length mirror. I didn't see me. Instead, I saw a beautiful girl dressed in a medium length black skirt with slits halfway up the thigh and a tight emerald green tank top made of a flowy materiel with long, thin chains (of fabric) going between the hem at the shoulder to silver bracelets on each wrist. She had curly blonde hair pulled back into a half ponytail, her ever-changing eyes were accentuated by long, thick, black eyelashes and a bit of glitter, and her lips looked full and pink, in other words, absolutely perfect.
There is no way that this could be me! She is way to gorgeous looking to be me!
"Is this really me?" I ask, totally stunned that anyone was talented to make me look at gorgeous.
"It's 100% totally and completely Katherine Meatball Bell!" Angelina answered, smiling.
"You guys totally rock!" I yelled as I jumped onto them, hugging them tightly.
"Anytime Kitty! Now, you better meet Marcus, it's almost ten!"
"We'll walk you down Kat, just let me grab my shoes."
"Thanks guys you are absolute best!"
"We know! Just get us extra big Christmas Presents!""
End Notes-
Thanks to all who reviewed! You have no idea how much it means to me!
I'm sorry that this chapter was mostly just pointless fluff, but this information will be more important in future chapters!
PLEASE REVIEW!!!! IT WILL REALLY HELP ME TO UPDATE FASTER!!!!