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written or will write. I know, doesn't that suck?
AN: Yay! Another chapter! I'm very happy for all my little reviewers, you rock! And because I love you guys so much, the fifteenth person to review gets a cameo in my fic! Yay! Just put the name you want to be called in the fic, and I'll put you in (I'm pretty flexible. Hehe) I always like doing stuff like this, and hope you don't think it's too lame. Oh well!
Chapter 3
"Ugh, Betsy, I don't know what to do."
"What about?" She asked, pretending to do her astronomy homework.
"It's just...Amos. He's so..."
"Foxy." Connie put in with a mischievous smile.
"Smart." Betsy said.
"Athletic."
Lily threw up her hands, falling back on her bed, "Boring!" She sighed at her friends surprised faces. "I don't know. He is good looking and intelligent and athletic...you'd think I'd be head over heels! But...he seems too convinced of how wonderful he is. I mean the conversation always seems to go on and on and on about...him!"
"There is no such thing as a perfect man." Betsy said sadly, and Connie nodded.
"I know. But, I think there's somebody out there who's perfect for me. Someone whose imperfections I could see past. Oh well."
"If you're really that unhappy," Connie said sweetly, "Just dump him."
"I can't now. Elections start in a week."
"So...?"
"Potter was right. It is a popularity contest." Lily sat up, a smile forming, "Amos is one of the most popular boys in school. So, going out with him would make me one of the most popular girls, right?"
Betsy raised an eyebrow, "Since when did you fall into the popularity trap?"
"I'm tired of Potter thinking he's better than me. I've beaten him at our marks in every class, and even got prefect while he didn't. With this, I can finally beat him all the way."
"Wow, Lily. For someone who's supposed to hate him, you sure care a lot about what he thinks..." Connie swished her blond little head over to Betsy giving her a curious look.
"Aw, does little Lily have a crush?" Betsy jeered churlishly.
"Ugh, don't repulse me."
Lily laughed when she laid eyes on the letter.
What an idiot....
Dear W.A.G.,
Hello. I am fine. It's good to know you're not a prejudice asshole, but would advise you not to use such vulgar language, just in case the professor is reading these when we pass them back and forth.
I wouldn't mind answering a question, though I don't see how it's relevant to me being a girl.
Girl (there's no point putting that other rubbish in there.)
Dear Lily,
Oh, it's great news hearing about you running for head of class! Your mother would be thrilled. You know, she was head of her class too, at university. I can't believe how much you're turning out like her, Lily. She would be so proud of you, just like I am. Win it for mum! (
Your sister has been hanging around with that Dursley boy a lot. I think twelve's a little young for a boyfriend, but Petunia always was mature! I hope you aren't still mad at her. She's just been a little confused ever since you went away, and since Mum passed on. She'll forgive you, don't worry luv.
Keep up in school, and keep me posted about the election!
Take care, cherry! Dad
Lily felt her throat swell up, and she struggled to push back her tears as she put the letter in her top desk drawer. She had been trying so hard since her mother died last winter to forget about everything at home. Her sister loathing her, her parents room still smelling like mum, her dad never quite able to make lasagna as well as mum could, having no girl to talk to at home...all of it.
But every time she received a letter, she welled up, and was flooded by the things she'd thought she'd been able to forget.
"Lily! Lily! I got you a present!"
Lily held her breath and wanted to say she wasn't there, but there was a present involved, so she opened the door.
"Hello Amos."
"Aw, what's wrong?" He looked down at her with warm brown eyes, his brown hair falling in his face, and Lily was shocked he was actually asked her a question.
"I just had a bad day." She replied, sniffling.
"Well here." He handed her a very unromantic box of sugar quills, "You said you were out."
"Thanks." She replied disappointed, but gave a lame smile, and took the box gingerly.
"You think you had a bad day? Ugh. Practice was way too long," He walked past her into the dormitory, and lay down on her bed, "Oh, lord, and that girl, Alicia? She was hitting on me like all of dinner. I tried telling her to bugger off, but I guess" he chuckled, "I'm just too irresistible, or something. And now, I have an essay to finish, but I'm so tired."
'Aw, poor baby.' Lily thought bitterly.
"That sounds rough." Lily said, and couldn't help but let her sarcastic tone seep out.
He didn't notice though, "Yeah I know. Well, I better get to work." He stood up, brushing himself off, "Oh yeah, so what's wrong with you today?"
She shook her head, anger rising in her, "It's nothing important. Go write your essay, I wouldn't want you to get kicked off the quidditch team!"
"Well, I am a pretty good keeper. I'll keep that in mind. Get it? Keep that in mind? I'm a keeper..." He laughed, as Lily shut the door behind him as he left.
She walked over to her bed, and sitting on it, grabbing a pillow and muffling a scream into it.
'Just do it for mum!' she tried to tell herself, 'mum would be proud.'
Dear Girl,
Well, the reason you being a girl is relevant to you answering the question is because it's about a girl.
Well, you see...umm...this friend of mine, he really really likes this girl. But the girl really really hates him. Is there any chance of them ever getting together.
I just want to know, cause my friends sort of down...yeah.
Um, I guess I'll make my name simpler than, Boy
Hi! Please review! And thanks to those who did:
Griffins95: Yay loyal reader! I agree that fluff rocks.
Vanima Failiss: Sorry I haven't looked at your stories yet. I was really busy w/ field hockey. But I'll
make an effort to read them before the next chapter comes up. Thanks!
Lutefa: Yeah, James was a little...what's the word I'm looking for...stupid with the letters. LoL,
thanks!
Tekvah Ariel: I hope the plot is beginning to clear up a little. I promise it won't be so predictable in the
chapters to come. Thanks for your review, glad you like my writing!
CaliforniaGurl: Hey, don't worry, that didn't offend me, I thought it was funny! Boys are silly. We're
allowed to make fun of them cause we're girls. Hehe. Thanks!
AN: Yay! Another chapter! I'm very happy for all my little reviewers, you rock! And because I love you guys so much, the fifteenth person to review gets a cameo in my fic! Yay! Just put the name you want to be called in the fic, and I'll put you in (I'm pretty flexible. Hehe) I always like doing stuff like this, and hope you don't think it's too lame. Oh well!
Chapter 3
"Ugh, Betsy, I don't know what to do."
"What about?" She asked, pretending to do her astronomy homework.
"It's just...Amos. He's so..."
"Foxy." Connie put in with a mischievous smile.
"Smart." Betsy said.
"Athletic."
Lily threw up her hands, falling back on her bed, "Boring!" She sighed at her friends surprised faces. "I don't know. He is good looking and intelligent and athletic...you'd think I'd be head over heels! But...he seems too convinced of how wonderful he is. I mean the conversation always seems to go on and on and on about...him!"
"There is no such thing as a perfect man." Betsy said sadly, and Connie nodded.
"I know. But, I think there's somebody out there who's perfect for me. Someone whose imperfections I could see past. Oh well."
"If you're really that unhappy," Connie said sweetly, "Just dump him."
"I can't now. Elections start in a week."
"So...?"
"Potter was right. It is a popularity contest." Lily sat up, a smile forming, "Amos is one of the most popular boys in school. So, going out with him would make me one of the most popular girls, right?"
Betsy raised an eyebrow, "Since when did you fall into the popularity trap?"
"I'm tired of Potter thinking he's better than me. I've beaten him at our marks in every class, and even got prefect while he didn't. With this, I can finally beat him all the way."
"Wow, Lily. For someone who's supposed to hate him, you sure care a lot about what he thinks..." Connie swished her blond little head over to Betsy giving her a curious look.
"Aw, does little Lily have a crush?" Betsy jeered churlishly.
"Ugh, don't repulse me."
Lily laughed when she laid eyes on the letter.
What an idiot....
Dear W.A.G.,
Hello. I am fine. It's good to know you're not a prejudice asshole, but would advise you not to use such vulgar language, just in case the professor is reading these when we pass them back and forth.
I wouldn't mind answering a question, though I don't see how it's relevant to me being a girl.
Girl (there's no point putting that other rubbish in there.)
Dear Lily,
Oh, it's great news hearing about you running for head of class! Your mother would be thrilled. You know, she was head of her class too, at university. I can't believe how much you're turning out like her, Lily. She would be so proud of you, just like I am. Win it for mum! (
Your sister has been hanging around with that Dursley boy a lot. I think twelve's a little young for a boyfriend, but Petunia always was mature! I hope you aren't still mad at her. She's just been a little confused ever since you went away, and since Mum passed on. She'll forgive you, don't worry luv.
Keep up in school, and keep me posted about the election!
Take care, cherry! Dad
Lily felt her throat swell up, and she struggled to push back her tears as she put the letter in her top desk drawer. She had been trying so hard since her mother died last winter to forget about everything at home. Her sister loathing her, her parents room still smelling like mum, her dad never quite able to make lasagna as well as mum could, having no girl to talk to at home...all of it.
But every time she received a letter, she welled up, and was flooded by the things she'd thought she'd been able to forget.
"Lily! Lily! I got you a present!"
Lily held her breath and wanted to say she wasn't there, but there was a present involved, so she opened the door.
"Hello Amos."
"Aw, what's wrong?" He looked down at her with warm brown eyes, his brown hair falling in his face, and Lily was shocked he was actually asked her a question.
"I just had a bad day." She replied, sniffling.
"Well here." He handed her a very unromantic box of sugar quills, "You said you were out."
"Thanks." She replied disappointed, but gave a lame smile, and took the box gingerly.
"You think you had a bad day? Ugh. Practice was way too long," He walked past her into the dormitory, and lay down on her bed, "Oh, lord, and that girl, Alicia? She was hitting on me like all of dinner. I tried telling her to bugger off, but I guess" he chuckled, "I'm just too irresistible, or something. And now, I have an essay to finish, but I'm so tired."
'Aw, poor baby.' Lily thought bitterly.
"That sounds rough." Lily said, and couldn't help but let her sarcastic tone seep out.
He didn't notice though, "Yeah I know. Well, I better get to work." He stood up, brushing himself off, "Oh yeah, so what's wrong with you today?"
She shook her head, anger rising in her, "It's nothing important. Go write your essay, I wouldn't want you to get kicked off the quidditch team!"
"Well, I am a pretty good keeper. I'll keep that in mind. Get it? Keep that in mind? I'm a keeper..." He laughed, as Lily shut the door behind him as he left.
She walked over to her bed, and sitting on it, grabbing a pillow and muffling a scream into it.
'Just do it for mum!' she tried to tell herself, 'mum would be proud.'
Dear Girl,
Well, the reason you being a girl is relevant to you answering the question is because it's about a girl.
Well, you see...umm...this friend of mine, he really really likes this girl. But the girl really really hates him. Is there any chance of them ever getting together.
I just want to know, cause my friends sort of down...yeah.
Um, I guess I'll make my name simpler than, Boy
Hi! Please review! And thanks to those who did:
Griffins95: Yay loyal reader! I agree that fluff rocks.
Vanima Failiss: Sorry I haven't looked at your stories yet. I was really busy w/ field hockey. But I'll
make an effort to read them before the next chapter comes up. Thanks!
Lutefa: Yeah, James was a little...what's the word I'm looking for...stupid with the letters. LoL,
thanks!
Tekvah Ariel: I hope the plot is beginning to clear up a little. I promise it won't be so predictable in the
chapters to come. Thanks for your review, glad you like my writing!
CaliforniaGurl: Hey, don't worry, that didn't offend me, I thought it was funny! Boys are silly. We're
allowed to make fun of them cause we're girls. Hehe. Thanks!