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The Freaky Three

Tori had put up with Becky for a week and she was already going crazy. She'd written to her friends and had wrote apology letters to Remus, Sirius, James, and Peter. She felt bad for the way she had treated them, it wasn't there fault she had problems at home. She hadn't received anything back from them yet though. Valon had already given her maybe ten letters in only five days, she had to write nonstop! She had to sneak her letters constantly hiding them from Becky. Tori could tell when she'd been in her room snooping around looking for something that would give her a reason to ground Tori.

Tori had been walking to the market when she saw a poster taped to a pole. It read:

Rock Out

Some get your groove on! Kids under 18 can get in

on Mondays and Wednesdays! Come dance your

ass off and have a good time listening to the bands!

Open 9:00 pm to 3:00 am

Hmm…that sounded cool, it would be something for her to do instead of rotting at home. Maybe she could meet some new people, muggles they probably would be, but at least she'd have someone to hang out with during the summer vacation. She grabbed the poster and continued on to the market thinking about what she would wear.

Wednesday Afternoon

Tori had made sure Becky was at work before she started to get ready. Tori wanted to make a good impression-sure she may be fourteen but maybe she'd meet some cool girls that she could hang with.

Tori looked through her wardrobe until she came across a cool silver halter-top. It glittered in every direction she turned it. She also found a pair of hip-huggers that made her hips look noticeable. She put on silver dangling earrings that hung about 2 inches low. She strapped on her black high-heel sandals and put on her silver bracelets around her wrists. She put her hair up in a ponytail and had half of her hair out freely while spraying it with glittering hairspray. She put on tinted brown lipgloss and eyeliner that stretched more than she usually put it. When she looked in the mirror a wild cat glared back at her, she was a goddess.

It was now 9:07, she was late but so what, it lasted till 3:00 anyway. She took off her strapped sandals and tiptoed downstairs, her dad was still here and if he caught her he'd probably tell her she couldn't go. When she finally was out the door she ran as far away from the house in case her dad heard her. When she was about a block and a half she stopped and caught her breath. She strapped her sandals black on and walked to Rock On.

It had only taken her fifteen minutes before she reached Rock On. She could already here the music pounding inside and people whooping. She stepped in line, it was maybe about a five minute wait, the guards checked her bag to make sure she wasn't bringing any weapons inside before they let her pass. As soon as she stepped in a girl dancing and swinging her hips wildly to the fast beating music had pushed her back. Tori sighed, considering if this was a bad idea. But she took the plunge and shoved like everyone else into the crowd. Tori wanted to dance to the fantastic beat but there was just to many people, she could barely lift a hand!

Tori had spotted the bar, she decided it would be better just to stay away from the dance floor. She shoved her way until she finally was able to sit on the bar chair. She glanced at the bar tender who was staring at her, he was very handsome but way to old for her. She guessed he thought she was going to order alcohol. She turned away and bobbed her head to the music and sang along softly.

Tori had only been sitting there for maybe five minutes before someone yelled at her from behind. "What kinda chica just sits at a club?" Tori turned around, her face red and ready to walk out of there, she didn't want to start a fight.

A girl with long curly stood behind Tori. Her hair was up like Tori's but without glitter and more curly. She was dazzling and it was hard for Tori to look away from her beauty. She had a cocky grin and her head was held high as if she owned the place. Her arms were crossed and Tori spotted a crescent moon tattoo with a star and her eyebrows cocked. "Well? Where's your homegirls?" she asked again.

"I don't think she even has any," said another girl. This girl was completely different-actually this girl was bizarre! She had purple pinkish hair that seemed puffed up and up to her chin. She wore brown lipliner with clear clip gloss. She wore a mini blouse with a fishnet sweater over and baggy jeans that dragged on the floor.

"Yeah-who would come alone?" said another girl. This girl was also weird in Tori's eyes. This girl was far from any nice sweet schoolgirl. She wore heavy black eyeshadow with black eyeliner with black-redish lipstick. She had a black mini shirt with a long cross necklace hanging down low. Her bellybutton was pierced and another black and red cross hung down. She wore a black mini skirt with fishnet leggings with long heavy boots that went up to her knees.

"I wanted to come alone-is that a crime," Tori snapped back. She wouldn't be pushed around, she may have been shy at first but her old self was kicking in. "Ohhh! Looks like we got a tough chola here!" the latina girl teased. But the girl seemed to be teasing in a playful way, not aggressive. The girl came over and placed her arm on Tori shoulder and leaned against her chair. "I'm Jimena, these are my home girls. The weird one there is Lindsey and the dark on is Crystal," Jimena said swaying her hips to the music at the same time.

"I-I'm Tori," she said nervous around these girls slightly. "How come you don't dance?" the one called Lindsey asked. "You afraid," Crystal taunted with a smirk. "Afraid to dance?" Tori said making a smirk of her own. "Then come on!" Jimena said pulling Tori onto the dance floor.

Torus started to dance but was stiff. "Come on girl! Move those hips!" she heard Lindsey yell. Before Tori could try she felt hands grab onto her his and guide them into sexy sways. Tori looked back to see Lindsey guiding her and also seeing Crystal's hands on Lindsey's hips and Jimena's on Crystal's. They were all guiding each other. Tori grinned and let Lindsey guide her, pretty son Tori was swaying on her own and all Lindsey had to do was keep her hands on her hips.

"That's it! You got it!" she heard Jimena yell. Tori was really getting into the beat and pretty soon she was waving her hands over her head. The girls soon split and started to dance alone. Jimena danced very sexy and seemed to be flaunting her body. Lindsey danced more decent and was pretty good with her hands. Crystal's way of dancing reminded Tori a lot like a cat stretching. Her hips moving in her way you could think of and her arms seemed to be reaching for the heavens.

Tori tried to dance as good as Jimena or Crystal but her body wasn't used to it so she was very stiff. She handed by herself for a while before she felt someone grab her arm. Crystal stood behind her grinning and was soon dancing close to Tori. Tori and Crystal held each other and twirled the other around and smashed heir hips together to the beat. People stared and Tori could spot some guys with hungry stared. Tori only smirked and showed off even more, her hips swaying, no longer stiff.

Tori could hear Crystal laugh as Tori twirled her. After a few more minutes Crystal stopped and said in her ear, "I'm gunna show off-if you know what I mean." She grinned devilishly and whirled around pushing through people to dance in front of another guy, her body begging him to dance with her.

Tori had probably been dancing for hours! Her body was now getting tired and her eyes started getting heavy. She turned to Jimena who was moving her hips and stomach forward and back in a hypnotizing way. "I gotta go!" Tori yelled over the loud metal music. Jimena from but didn't stop dancing. "Alright chica, I'll drive you back," she said finally.

Jimena grabbed her wrist and led Tori through the crowd until they found Lindsey dancing next to the DJ trying to get him to play her favorite song. "Ah come on, I know you're a nice guy," she said tracing her hand down his chest. The guy stared at her hand and seemed to enjoy her presence. Jimena poked Lindsey in the back. "Come on, we need to drive this dormilon home," she said to a disappointed Lindsey. "Where's Crystal?" Tori asked anxious to leave. Tori glanced down at her watch. 1:57! No way! Man! Becky had come home from work five hours ago! She was in for it now!

"She's over there," Lindsey said smirking. Tori looked up from her watch to find Crystal dancing with a guy. He seemed to love her presence and lust was in his eyes. Tori bit her lip, she was nervous and wanted to leave. Lindsey tugged on Crystal's sleeve and caused her to almost fall over. Crystal raised her fist to strike the person until she realized it was Lindsey. She glared at her. "Risque wants to leave to take the nouvelle fille home," Lindsey said. These girls baffled Tori, they said all kinds of strange words that she couldn't understand.

Jimena seemed to see Tori's confusion. "Lindsey's grew up speaking French so she mixes her words up. You'll get used to it and guess what she's saying. I kinda do that with my espanol too," she said grinning. Tori smirked at Jimena. Get used to it? Did she expect Tori to be there friend now?Tori's smirk turned into a smile, she could finally go out of the house with friends that lived close!

"Your padres wouldn't mind if you stayed over night would they?" Jimena smirked mischievously. Tori knew the answer instantly, YES! Her dad, especially Becky, would go crazy! But then again, Tori did want to get back at Becky for all her cruel acts. Why not just stay away all night?

"Well, actually yes. But I can deal with it," she said grinning evilly. Jimena laughed. "That's the spirit! You can stay at my abuela's apartment. That's where we're going after this." Tori thought, where was she going? "Oh sorry, my grandmother's apartment," she translated. "Oh-ok sure," Tori said feeling embarrassed.

Crystal and Lindsey walked over, they seemed slightly disappointed but yet tired themselves. "So what do we do? Take her home then come back? Or go to your nonna's?" Crystal asked. Tori raised an eyebrow, maybe nonna was grandmother in another language. "She's coming with us, she said her padres wouldn't mind," she said smirking. "Oh and Crystal speaks Italian," she added. "Sorry, we just like our language. It's easy to guess what there saying from experience," Jimena told her. Tori shrugged, she had a feeling she was going to have a hard time keeping up with them.

"Alright, let's get a move on then," Crystal said. They pushed through the crowd and finally reached the exit. Cold fresh air rushed to Tori's face, it felt good after being in a tight area for so long. The three girls led her to a grey rusted Lexus that seemed like it had seen too many rough times. Jimena unlocked the doors and they al squeezed into the small car. "It's old but it gets us from a to b," Jimena said starting the car. The engine roared awake and Tori couldn't help but hold on to the handle tightly.

"You can drive?" she asked amazed. How old where these girls? "Well, technically I can't be behind the wheel. But I've jacked so many cars back in my day that I'm an expert-and my brother let's me borrow his car when he's gone," Jimena explained. "Don't worry, Jimena's never crashed as long as I've been with her," Lindsey said smirking. "Well you haven't been with her for as long as I have," Crystal said. "That was only one time!" Jimena protested. "And we weren't caught!" "Yeh but we had to ditch the car and walk," Crystal said still apparently angry about the situation she was put through. "Heaven for bid you get your zapatos dirty!" Jimena said half laughing but annoyed that Crystal was bringing the accident up.

"Well I'm a better driver now," Jimena said. Crystal sighed and dropped the argument and turned up the radio full blast and bobbed her head to the beat. "Just hold on," Lindsey said in Tori's ear over the music. Tori looked at Lindsey in confusion but Lindsey was just bobbing her head to the music acting like she hadn't said anything. After the car had warmed up Jimena blasted out of the parking lot. She was speeding but not to a level were the cops would pull them over. Jimena took sharp turns and whenever a red light she'd stop the car abruptly causing Tori to fly forward slightly. The whole drive was a nightmare.

Finally Jimena stopped and Tori flew forward slightly, hitting her already sore chest against the seat belt. Tori unlocked her door and stepped out, happy to be alive. Crystal nudged her playfully and laughed, "See I told you it would be a spaventoso ride." Tori laughed along, she looked up at the apartment. It was old but big, she could hear a couple inside arguing and another playing drums. "It's ruidoso but there's a lot of cool people here," Jimena said. "Man! When will Tavio admit that he can't play!" Lindsey laughed. "You shouldn't be talking! He's your navio!" Jimena teased. Tori actually knew that word, she laughed along with Crystal. Lindsey smirked and sighed pleasurable. "Maybe I should've given him the guitar for his birthday," she said sighing.

Jimena led them into the old apartment and up the stairs. When they reached floor three they walked down the hall to door that had rusted metal numbers pinned on the wood door: 205. Jimena pulled out her keys and unlocked the door. The smell of coffee rushed in her nose and she felt calmed. An old woman stepped towards them, she wore a friendly warm smile. "Usted las muchachas seguras vino temprano," she said, her voice was friendly and welcoming. "Trajimos a alguien con nosotros," Jimena said to her grandmother. Crystal pushed Tori forward. Tori blushed and smiled. "Hi," she said shyly. "No esta ella bastante, eh?" Jimena's grandmother said laughing slightly. Jimena smirked and turned to Tori. "You want some café?" she asked. Tori nodded and Jimena walked over to the counter and poured a purple jug into a glass.

"Desee alguno?" she asked Lindsey and Crystal. They shook their heads. Tori guessed that she had asked them if they wanted any, she was starting to get the hang of it. "Como sobre usted abuela?" Jimena said to her grandmother. "Ningun no, tenia alguno ya," Jimena's grandmother said waving her hand. Tori smiled at Jimena's grandmother and asked Lindsey. "Does Jimena's grandmother know English?" she asked. Lindsey smiled and nodded. "Yeh but she rarely uses it."

"And call her Carmen, she doesn't let anyone use abuela except Jimena," Crystal explained. "Ok, thanks," she said quietly. "What're usted muchachas que susurran el aboout alla?" Carmen called from, the kitchen. "Nada Senora Carmen," Lindsey called half laughing with Crystal. "You know Spanish too?" Tori asked amazed. How many languages did they know? "Nah, I only know a little from listening to Risque," Lindsey said. "Why do you call Jimena Risque?" Tori asked confused. Crystal and Lindsey exchanged looks before laughing. Tori flushed. "It's French for Risky, that's he gang name so we just call her that too. I just call her Rischioso," Crystal said half laughing. "Oh…that's cool," Tori said thinking more about it. Why would they call her Risky? "Rishioso calls me Gotico," Crystal said as if proud. Tori grinned, she had an idea what that meant.

"Cerciorese de que usted no permanezca para arriba demasiado atrasado!" Carmen said. Jimena walked over to them with cups of coffee balancing in her hand. "What're you doing? Come on let's go to my room," she said jerking her head to the hall. It was the shortest hall Tori had ever been through. Jimena's door was covered with taped pictures. A lot if them were of her, Crystal, and Lindsey together but there were others of other girls. "Like my homegirls?" she asked grinning. "Those to are dead, she got shot in the pecho," she said pointing to a girl with her wair up and had stars tattooed to her face cheek. "And that one was killed from a drive-by," Jimena sighed. "I'm sorry," Tori muttered. "It's ok, I'll see them again."

"Come on! Open the door already, we're waiting," Crystal said behind them impatiently. Jimena shrugged and opened the door. She had a small bed with a desk that was cluttered with books and A LOT of different colored notes. She had even more pictures of her friends and possibly past friends on her closet. "What's with all the notes?" she asked. "Ohhh! That's from her ex-amoureux!" Lindsey said grinning broadly. "What?" Tori asked. "He was my ex," Jimena said glaring at Lindsey. "I had to move and leave him behind so I just told him a long distant relationship wouldn't work for me. Now he's sending me an owl-" Jimena stopped. The other girls glared daggers at her and Crystal butted in. "He had an owl and sent her one by mail, but like she would keep that uccello in this small apartment?" Crystal said trying to laugh.

Tori's eyes were slightly large and her head throbbing with ideas. Only magic folk used owls as mail deliverers! Could they be witches? They hadn't looked like witches or given off any signs, although she didn't give off any signs either…

"Ok…" Tori said still in thought. "Anyway," Jimena said. "He keeps sending me letters saying he still wants to be with me, but I need to find someone else," she said shaking her head. "Wait, how old are you?" Tori asked suddenly. "Fifteen, fille," Lindsey said butting in. "How old are you?" Crystal asked. "Fourteen," Tori said hoping that they wouldn't think she was too young to be with them. "Impressionnant!" Lindsey said sitting on Jimena's bed. "Ok-by the way, you don't have any pigiamis huh?" Crystal asked. Tori was about to ask what pigiamis's were until Lindsey said, "She means pajamas." "Oh, no, I don't bring my pj's to clubs." The girls laughed. "I have oversize T's if you want to use one?" Jimena said walking to her closet. "Thanks," Tori said grateful that she didn't have to sleep in her club clothes.

"Here you go. This is one of my favoritos jersey. But I'm sure it'll be ok if you were it," Jimena said handing her an Xlarge jersey. But what startled Tori was that the label on the back read: The Hornets. The only team Tori had ever heard of being called the Hornets was the Quidditch team! Maybe it was just a coincidence, there were a lot of teams, maybe Jimena's favorite was so happens called the Hornets. Tori tried not to pay to much attention to it. Tori used Jimena's bathroom to change in, the jersey went down to her knees! She came out and the girls laughed at it's cut.

Tori had a real cool night. She'd learned about the other girls too. Crystal had originally come from Italy and had moved to England because rent was cheaper. Lindsey had been born in France and had never known English until she had moved here and started learning real slowly. Jimena had always lived here and she had admitted to Tori that at the age of ten she had been in a gang. She now regretted it and had stopped but now carried tattoo's of her gang days. Tori had told them about her mother dieing and about Becky and the way her father had changed. Jimena had offered her to just stay at her grandmother's apartment with her. Tori wanted to but what if Becky called the police on her? She told Jimena she'd think about it.

That night Tori didn't fall asleep until 2:00 in the morning. It had been such a great night that Tori didn't want to go to sleep, she thought that when she'd wake up she'd wake up back at home and realize it had all been a dream. But soon Tori feel under the control of sleep and so did the girls.