This chapter will probably have a number of O.C. s... so I claim the rights to them and their uh names I guess. Ok enjoy! And it will begin where the last chapter left off....
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At approximately half past twelve, Harry found himself listening to hard rock on his headphones in bed thinking about his unfinished homework....
It was the one good day that he had chosen to not do his homework unlike most of the others which ended in detentions and tut tut ing from Hermione.
He woke up at the same time as he did every morning, a painfully early 7:45, to get ready for breakfast at 8:00. He took a shower and put on clean pajamas since it was pajama day, but the idea of walking around in boxers all day didn't appeal to him in the cold weather. So he trudged down to breakfast with Ron and Hermione in sweatpants and a sweatshirt, but when they got to the Great Hall, it was different. They were bombarded with a Great Hall decorated in pink, sparkles, fluff and mirrors.
They were handed out facial creams and such and Hermione found it necessary to then spend the rest of breakfast lecturing them and the rest of the house on society's obsession with beauty and the vanity of such and such and self-respect and self-confidence and other self indulgent whatnots.
Since classes began a whole hour latter (!!!!!!!), there was an hour in between breakfast and class, which was originally miscalculated, however was then supposed to be used to beautify each other. Sure thought Harry. He would beautify himself by getting another hour of sleep in.
Morning classes went as they were supposed to however people found multiple excuses so as to sleep in class especially after Professor McGonagall assigned the class to transform their goose into a down pillow during Transfigurations.
Lunch seemed like a joke. The Hufflepuff prefects ran around making sure everyone was 'comfortable', and the other prefects ran around frantically trying to find contestants for the modeling contest. Things actually became serious and students actually started signing up after Draco and the Patil sisters signed up. Then it became real.
In the frantic rush to sign most of the school up, of which half would get cut in their first walk, Hermione, Ron and Harry were all signed up along with the rest of the school at this chance to get a job without any real work, along with the like of contestants such as Eloise Migeon (kicks), all of who had to model standard clothes provided by by IMMA. First half would be cut after a quick interview, and then another half after a private walk, leaving the remainder (1/4 of the original number actually) to walk in the Great Hall infront of the rest of the school. The competition became rough after the competitors started fighting for beauty products so as to possibly help their prospects no matter how slight the improvement, and for most beauty products could not save the multitude of them from their inevitable elimination. You can't teach tall.
With this chaos going on, the toenail painting ambush was forgotten, but only for a while. The winning-savvy students made sure their pedicures were perfect and then the girls all enthusiastically participated in the race around the Great Hall with cotton balls between their toes in hope of loosing those few extra pounds of fat. In some 'contestants' cases however they could have done with one hundred rounds of the lunchroom... minimum.
OK! There is a lot happening this day... and something more obviously has to happen!! I'll post ASAP. Muahahaha (just felt like doing that for jokes).