Disclaimer: wow, feeling anti creative or something. Hm. What? What? I own a select few things, but I am sure that J.K. owns most.

Chapter 17
Chelsea

So, here I was sitting in the common room a Saturday night, the night after the dance. Chelsea and Jeslyn were sitting with me arguing about what Quidditch Position was better. I just listened knowing they were all pretty God damn good. I hadn't been feeling opinionated today, it was weird. I looked at them two had finally agreed that both positions sucked. I looked at them and zoned back in.

"What two positions were you fighting about?" I asked them.

"I was arguing about how chaser was the best," Jeslyn answered.

"WHAT?" Chelsea yelled, "SO WAS I! I THOUGHT YOU SAID BEATER WAS BETETR!" I started to just laugh. They were so stupid, well, Chelsea was. But, we loved her for it. So tomorrow was the first game of the season. And it was Hufflepuff verses Ravenclaw. This was going to be so awesome. We so had this match.

"Excited about tomorrow?" Jeslyn asked me directing her attention to me.

"Yeah, who wouldn't be? I'm playing the first game of the season!" I said getting excited.

"I hope you enjoy playing my cousin," Jeslyn replied to my comment.

"Why? Who's your cousin? Some…wait a second…JOHN'S ON THE QUIDDITCH TEAM?" I said with the biggest look of complete shock on my face. That was just…how could I have…that just…it wasn't…OH. MY. GOD.

"You didn't know?" Chelsea asked me like in a really dumb ass way.

"HAHAHA! IF I DID DO YOU THINK I WOULD BE HYSTERICAL?" I bellowed.

"Calm down…he only plays Seeker…" Jeslyn said.

"Only?" I asked. I prayed that our seeker and Quidditch Captain Scott was going to be on his game tomorrow. This was really important to me and, how much did I care about John? I knew I liked him, but did I like him enough to think he should win the game? I don't know. I had worked my ass off to learn everything Scott wanted us to learn…I was doing for my team, my friends; no boy was going to get in my way.

"I'm gonna go to sleep…you know…get rested for tomorrow…" I said.

"Sweet dreams about John!" Chelsea called.

"Shut up," I yelled back and walked up to the common and slipped under my covers and feel asleep. I woke up the next morning surprisingly alert. I ran down to breakfast and saw the whole Quidditch team sitting at the house table eating breakfast.

"Your late," Scott said to me. I gave him a look.

"Wouldn't it have been great if you told me we were having a meeting in the first place?" I asked him slightly annoyed. How could I be late if I didn't know there was something going on to be late to? Apparently there was, and I was un informed. We went to the locker room and we all changed into our robes. I walked out of the room to go take a stroll and hear the crowd. This was going to be crazy and I was playing for my team…only team. That's how this was going to go down weather anyone wanted it to happen like that or not.

My team flew into the sky and the game started. We all were on the ball an it was so awesome. I saw John flying with awesome skill; I tried to not let it get in the way. After about seven minutes into the game it was just me, the bat, and the bludgers. I always made sure I hit them into the direction of the Ravenclaw team. Kyle was better then me though, he was a little stronger, but we made a good team.

Our chasers were so awesome, we had a great offense, but so did the other team. I looked around and saw Scott his head turned and I knew he saw the snitch. His broom dived, and I saw him, then I saw John catching up with him. Scott reached his arm out when all of a sudden by broom went crazy. I couldn't control it, but I had to hold on. My weight shifted from one side of my broom to the other. Everything got quiet and everyone was so blurry. I fell off but caught myself with one hand.

"HELP!" I screeched but, I let go and plummeted to the ground. I head the loud speaker and heard the word 'wins' but after that everything was blank.

"Chello?" I heard someone say. My eyes fluttered open to see the whole Quidditch team standing there, but there was also John, Jeslyn, and Mich. All the Quidditch players were in their robes.

"Out!" I heard Madame Pomfrey yell, she ushered everyone out of the hospital, and I saw John, Jeslyn, Chelsea and Mich all give me scared looks. Maybe I did have real friends from all over the school. A few minutes pass by. My head was pounding and my right wrist hurt so bad even thinking about it hurt.

"Chello?" I heard a harsh whisper, whisper. Mich was back, she sneaked in.

"What?" I said in an agitated voice. So this was what it took to get my best friend in the world to come and talk to me? Me getting put in the hospital, wonderful.

"I was just making sure you weren't dead, Jesus," She told me obviously agitated too. She sat down next to me, and I dozed off. When I woke up next it was night and Mich had left. To be honest I was happy she sat down with me, but it beat the shit out of me how she escaped her friends. I wondered if anyone else came to visit. I looked at my side table and saw a note from John, Jeslyn and Chelsea, and another rhyming one! SOMONE WAS WAY STALKING ME!

Hey Chello

I hope your feeling better, God job on the match, Scott is a good seeker and he's a good captain too…next time we know what he's thinking though, we'll win. Haha, but no, really, I'm just glad you're not dead or something. I'll try to visit in the morning.

Love,
John

Love? He so likes me, which was cool because I liked him and what if we went out? Oh God…what if we – I cut my thoughts off right there when I picked up my other letter.

CHELLO.

YOU'RE NOT DEAD! GOOD! WE'LL BE THERE TOMORROW!

Yay!

-Chelsea and Jeslyn

It was good to know all my friends thought I was going to die. I picked up the rhyming not on a small piece of paper. 'Fix your friend problem soon, and face the coming doom,' someone was so stalking me. Friend problem? Me and Mich? Everyday this school just got weirder and weirder.