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about them...
A/N: I GOT TWO NEW REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you Mollie! and Laraeliae Black! I appreciate it! And I don't like Ham... just cus it tastes funny... And this Chapter is a tad short, because I've been really busy and I suddenly realized how long it's been since I updated and so I felt the need to update. No matter how short it is.
As Lauretta and the Gothic Weasley were working silently in the library through their free period after lunch, Faustina and Gertrude came and sat at the table next to them, giggling to each other. Gothica just rolled her eyes and ignored them, but Lauretta couldn't help but be apprehensive that they were going to start some sort of trouble.
"Oh look." Faustina finally said, in her high shrill trill. "It's the Freak, and the Geek." She twirled a fat blonde sausage roll curl on one of her fingers, rolling her beady brown eyes back into her head slightly.
Gertrude snorted. "Yhea, Lauretta, I guess you finally figured out that you were never going to get any of the Weasley boys, so you decided to settle for the next best thing eh? But of all the Weasley girls you had to pick, why'd you pick her? I mean, there are so many of them, you could've had your pick of the liter. Why'd you pick the runt?"
The Gothic Weasley stood up at this, and Lauretta noticed for the first time that she was rather small, especially compared to such buxom and plump girls as Faustina and Gertrude were. Lauretta was still terrified that Gothica would turn on her despite the fact that Lauretta knew that she was most likely stronger, so she grabbed up all of her books and ran off out of the library. She ran down the corridor again, running full on into another red headed boy.
Lauretta closed her eyes, and breathed deeply, preparing herself for the confrontation that was sure to follow, but instead of being Giovanni again, it was Randall.
"Hi." He said, smiling innocently at her. "Gee and Lee and I had the greatest idea for our project. We have one of the aspects of the Crutatius curse, so we decided we're going to go interview the boy who got attacked." He paused. "You look slightly ruffled. Did something just happen?"
Slightly ruffled?!? All of a sudden Lauretta was mad, furious, enraged. So much had happened to her today, she couldn't even begin to try to tell him about it, nor did she want to. He wouldn't listen anyway, he only pitied her, and someone's pity wasn't enough to make them want to listen to all of that.
It was his entire fault. He hadn't saved a seat for her in Defense Against the Dark Arts, so she'd had to sit next to the Gothic Weasley, then she'd been stuck being partners with her. Then she'd run into Giovanni, who'd been unusually mad at Lauretta since she started talking to Randy more often. And then while she was talking to Jack in the hospital she kept feeling as if she was violating some understood law between her and Randall, although she wasn't even sure if they should have that considering he might just pity her. And because she was scared of that she wasn't as nice to Jack as she should have been.
And then, ooo, Faustina and Gertrude just made her blood boil. And now he was going to go interview Jack? The idea of it was totally stupid. As if he wanted to talk about it? She had a vague feeling that Jack wouldn't be as nice next time she visited him after he'd been interviewed by the unfeeling Weasley triplets.
"Yhea, something happened alright." She said stiffly, brushing past him.
"What?" He asked, grabbing her wrist to stop her.
"Why don't you ask Giovanni?" Lauretta spat out. "Or ask your Gothic relative in there, or Jack." She laughed menacingly. "Yhea, ask Jack, that's a great idea. Let go of me." She said wrenching herself free. She ran up the stair case, leaving Randy at the bottom, confused and perplexed.
A/N: I GOT TWO NEW REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you Mollie! and Laraeliae Black! I appreciate it! And I don't like Ham... just cus it tastes funny... And this Chapter is a tad short, because I've been really busy and I suddenly realized how long it's been since I updated and so I felt the need to update. No matter how short it is.
As Lauretta and the Gothic Weasley were working silently in the library through their free period after lunch, Faustina and Gertrude came and sat at the table next to them, giggling to each other. Gothica just rolled her eyes and ignored them, but Lauretta couldn't help but be apprehensive that they were going to start some sort of trouble.
"Oh look." Faustina finally said, in her high shrill trill. "It's the Freak, and the Geek." She twirled a fat blonde sausage roll curl on one of her fingers, rolling her beady brown eyes back into her head slightly.
Gertrude snorted. "Yhea, Lauretta, I guess you finally figured out that you were never going to get any of the Weasley boys, so you decided to settle for the next best thing eh? But of all the Weasley girls you had to pick, why'd you pick her? I mean, there are so many of them, you could've had your pick of the liter. Why'd you pick the runt?"
The Gothic Weasley stood up at this, and Lauretta noticed for the first time that she was rather small, especially compared to such buxom and plump girls as Faustina and Gertrude were. Lauretta was still terrified that Gothica would turn on her despite the fact that Lauretta knew that she was most likely stronger, so she grabbed up all of her books and ran off out of the library. She ran down the corridor again, running full on into another red headed boy.
Lauretta closed her eyes, and breathed deeply, preparing herself for the confrontation that was sure to follow, but instead of being Giovanni again, it was Randall.
"Hi." He said, smiling innocently at her. "Gee and Lee and I had the greatest idea for our project. We have one of the aspects of the Crutatius curse, so we decided we're going to go interview the boy who got attacked." He paused. "You look slightly ruffled. Did something just happen?"
Slightly ruffled?!? All of a sudden Lauretta was mad, furious, enraged. So much had happened to her today, she couldn't even begin to try to tell him about it, nor did she want to. He wouldn't listen anyway, he only pitied her, and someone's pity wasn't enough to make them want to listen to all of that.
It was his entire fault. He hadn't saved a seat for her in Defense Against the Dark Arts, so she'd had to sit next to the Gothic Weasley, then she'd been stuck being partners with her. Then she'd run into Giovanni, who'd been unusually mad at Lauretta since she started talking to Randy more often. And then while she was talking to Jack in the hospital she kept feeling as if she was violating some understood law between her and Randall, although she wasn't even sure if they should have that considering he might just pity her. And because she was scared of that she wasn't as nice to Jack as she should have been.
And then, ooo, Faustina and Gertrude just made her blood boil. And now he was going to go interview Jack? The idea of it was totally stupid. As if he wanted to talk about it? She had a vague feeling that Jack wouldn't be as nice next time she visited him after he'd been interviewed by the unfeeling Weasley triplets.
"Yhea, something happened alright." She said stiffly, brushing past him.
"What?" He asked, grabbing her wrist to stop her.
"Why don't you ask Giovanni?" Lauretta spat out. "Or ask your Gothic relative in there, or Jack." She laughed menacingly. "Yhea, ask Jack, that's a great idea. Let go of me." She said wrenching herself free. She ran up the stair case, leaving Randy at the bottom, confused and perplexed.