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Chapter 21
"It's going to be so much fun!" said Tiffany excitedly when she and Rachelle had made it into the girls' dormitory in Gryffindor tower and were sitting on their beds with the curtains open so they could continue to talk to each other.
"Yeah!" said Rachelle.
"Is Bob gonna come?"
"I dunno, lemme ask him…" Rachelle turned to the empty space near her bedside table and asked in a whiney voice, "Bob, do you wanna come with us to ze daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaancey?"
Rachelle paused for a moment as she listened to Bob's answer.
"He says ya and he's gonna make Josephine go with him," said Rachelle, smiling evilly.
Josephine was Rachelle's imaginary friend cat and didn't get along very well with anyone (including Bob) because of her cynicalness (yes, that IS a word).
"Cool!" said Tiffany happily. "So…are you gonna get a new outfit or just wear something you already have?"
"I like my clothes, I don't need new ones."
"Yeah, I agree…but it might be fun to see what muggle clothes they got in Hogsmeade for us to buy…"
"Yeah…I wonder which shop is selling the clothes?"
"Madam Malkin's, probably."
"Oh. Der."
And with that, the two friends fell back on their beds, pulled the covers over themselves, and slept a sound and happy sleep.
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The next three days flew past so quickly that hardly anyone noticed they were gone and Friday was suddenly upon them.
On Friday morning, Bita decided to eat breakfast with her two best friends at the Gryffindor table.
"So, Bita, do you have a date for the dance yet?" Tiffany asked her curiously as she put eggs onto her plate.
"YES," said Bita.
Tiffany stared at her. "Really? Who?"
"JONNY!!!" said Bita happily.
"Uh huh. You're bringing Jonny?"
"Yes."
"Bita…you do realize he's a stuffed lemon…?"
"Yes."
"And you're still bringing him?"
"Yes."
"Well…I hope you two have a good time…"
"WE WILL!" said Bita, very enthusiastically.
"Rachelle and I still don't have dates…You know, Rachelle, you should ask Matt," Tiffany suggested, turning to Rachelle, who was sitting on her right.
"Has my brain killed yours too?" Rachelle asked concernedly.
"Not as far as I know…"
"Because you were REALLY mad at him, remember? And, he's going out with that blonde…"
"I've gotten over it and I don't think he's really going out with her…he doesn't seem to like the ditzy type and she was DEFINITELY ditzy…And look, there he is now…coming this way," said Tiffany as Matt unmistakably started heading towards where they were sitting.
"Hi Rachelle," he said cheerfully when he reached them.
"Hi," Rachelle said in the way that she talked to people she didn't like, but not exactly rudely.
"I'm sorry about the whole…incident…you know…" Matt said awkwardly. "I really didn't mean to lead you on…"
"It's ok. The egrets paid for the cheese," said Rachelle.
"Oh…that's good…well anyways…I really want to make it up to you," Matt began.
"CAN YOU MAKE THE SKY AQUA-MAROON AGAIN??? The azaleas could use all the help they can get, you know," said Rachelle, gazing intently up at Matt.
"Well…I would but I can't…sorry…but…do you have a date for the dance next weekend?" asked Matt.
"No."
"Do you wanna go with me?"
Rachelle looked very shocked at the question.
"Um…You don't hate llamas, do you?" she asked Matt after a few moments.
"No, not at all."
"Then, ok! I'll go with you."
"Great! Well I'll see you later, I have some homework left over from last night that I should do before classes start…"
With that, Matt left their table and the Great Hall.
There was a few moments of silence, then Tiffany turned to Bita and said, "So, Bita, I guess I stand corrected. I still don't have a date."
