Oh no, streetdancing performance tomorrow. XD Anyway, I'm in a hurry! All of your reviews made me laugh, which made me in a good mood. I was such in a bad mood these past days, I'm so happy now coz you're reviewing me lol. haha! and the reviews aren't just the usual ones, so i'm happy. ü hugs haha! this chapter is dedicated to all of you. but it's too short. probably chapter 8. so chapter 8 is dedicated to ALL OF MY REVIEWERS, not this one. ü

3 weeks later

It's finally our Quidditch Game tomorrow! We really need to win this game to be able to win the Cup! But I felt bad; my friends are still not talking to me. And I don't think they are my friends anymore. And everyday, I'm getting tired of Sam. Yes, he's perfect, but he's not for me. He really isn't. I have to break things off with him.

Charms ended and Professor Flitwick dismissed us. I went out of the classroom and I saw Sam waiting for me.

"Oh hey, you waited?" I asked.

"Yeah," he smiled. Oh how sweet. But I'm really getting sick of this whole thing.

"Um… Sam, we need to talk," I started and pulled him to a dark corner.

"I don't think we are meant to be together," I started on bowing my head.

"What do you mean not 'meant to be together'?" he asked.

"I think we should break up," I answered, looking up at him.

"But why?"

"I just feel no chemistry, at all. I just dated you since maybe I could see something in you, but there really isn't anything," I said sadly.

"We can still be friends," I said, trying to sound optimistic.

"It's okay, I didn't feel anything too," he replied.

"So I guess we're okay?" I asked. He nodded.

"So… see you later," he said. I said the same and went to the Great Hall; I have friends to say sorry to. At least they were my friends.

"Hey," I began, they were all eating lunch.

"First of all, I would want to say sorry," I began softly, "and I know I was a real jerk."

"I didn't hear you," Angelina said.

"I'm sorry since I was a jerk!" I shouted to them, some students looked at me, but I ignored them.

"Forgiven, take a seat," Fred said with a smile. I sat down beside Katie and began to eat.

"We're sorry," they all said. I laughed.

"Forgiven," I replied with a smile on my face. It's great to have my friends back. But George wasn't looking at me, he wasn't even talking. I think he was still mad at me. I felt guilty there and then.

Common Room

"So it's over with you and Sam?" Katie asked. I nodded.

"That fast?" Angelina asked. I laughed and threw a couch pillow at her.

"Yeah," I replied. Angelina laughed.

"Wow, the game's tomorrow. We should beat the Ravenclaws so we can have a chance to get the Cup!" Katie exclaimed.

"I know, we're already 7th year and haven't got the Cup yet," Angelina sighed.

"Are we that pathetic?" I asked. They both laughed.

"No, we're just fabulous," Angelina answered proudly.

"That's just random," I said.

"I know," Angelina laughed. We all laughed. It was great; we were all back together again. It was like in the past, except we didn't sing songs and dance on our pajamas.

"So, how are your boyfriends?" I asked them. They both laughed.

"Fred's okay, still the same and I still love him," Angelina said with a dreamy sigh.

"Well, Oliver and I are doing well. It's just that we hang out too much on the Field," she laughed.

"Too much?" We all jumped on our seats and we saw Oliver come in. Katie blushed deep red. Angelina and I just laughed.

"Hey guys," he greeted happily and kissed Katie. Let's say it wasn't a peck but it wasn't even near a make-out. Probably intimate. He then sat down beside her, putting his arm around her.

"Oh come on, get a room," I laughed. Katie laughed.

"What about the 'too much'?" Oliver asked Katie.

"Well…" Katie began.

"It's just too typical, Oliver! Quidditch Field? I've seen better," Angelina laughed.

"I've seen worse," I laughed, "Does-"

"Shut up," Angelina scolded. I just laughed on my seat.

"So how's your love life, Alicia?" Oliver asked. I just sighed.

"For all I know, George is still pissed at me."

"You got that right," Angelina muttered. Katie slapped her on the shoulder.

"Well, maybe you should talk to him," Angelina said, covering up on what she said.

"No use," George said out of the blue, "I don't think she's brave enough to do so."

"Ugh, stop acting like twelve year olds!" Katie complained.

"Look George, I'm sorry," I said as I stood up. He shook his head and went up to his room. We saw Fred following after.

"Don't look at me!" Fred exclaimed before he went in to his room. I sighed, I really felt like giving up.

I know it's too short, but this is what I have to do, sorry.