Full Summary: THIS IS SET IN YEAR 6...James Potter is a boy who only knows sex, girls, partying, and well sex and girls... Lily Evans is a girl who only knows books, being alone, her job as prefect, and pretty much books and her job as prefect...
What happens when Lily decides that she's tired of James' naive attitude towards her about being a wet blanket and thinks it's time to show James what she's made of...

"Lily Evans, are you putting on lip gloss?"

Lily Evans put down the clear tube of lip balm on the table and turned her head to see who interrupted her make-up session. As her head turned, the sunlight coming in through the window gave her red hair a fiery look. Her emerald green eyes were now focused on a young girl.

"What do you want, Jennifer?" Lily asked quietly.

"Nothing," Jennifer replied carelessly. "I just never pictured you putting on make-up."

"It's not make-up, it's lip balm and it keeps my lips soft so I use it. There's nothing wrong with that." Lily said in her usual know-it-all tone of voice. She picked up her bag from the floor and hung it off her shoulder. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a class to get to."

Lily walked past Jennifer and her friends, ignoring the scoffs she received. She despised Jennifer. Jennifer Robinson, the biggest bitch in school. Jennifer, the girlfriend of the biggest prick in school--James Potter. Oh how Lily loathed James. He underestimated her too much. He only saw her as a quiet bookworm. He only saw her as Little Miss Perfect, Queen of the Geeks. But Lily didn't care about that, she believed in the 'sticks and stones' philosophy, so it didn't matter what he called her. She just didn't like being the constant target for his bullying.

As Lily entered her first class of the day, Transfiguration, she took her seat at the front of the class in the first desk in the middle column. She opened her bag and took out all the necessary materials needed for the class, mainly a quill and some parchment. She always sat by herself, she wasn't popular or anything and she didn't feel the need for friends. Working hard and being ahead of everyone were her top priorities. She sat there patiently waiting for the rest of her class...

After a few minutes of silence, the door slowly turned and opened. Lily was expecting to see her teacher, Professor McGonagall. Nope. What she saw was her worst nightmare. James Potter and he was alone.

"Hey Lils!"

"Hello...Pot-James." Lily said through gritted teeth, she could already feel herself getting angry.

"Wow so we're officially on a first name basis. I guess we're friends now." James replied cheerfully as he walked past Lily to the desk behind her and put his books down. His jet black hair was looking as unruly as ever and his hazel eyes were full of warmth and mischief. He paused to quickly clean his rounded glasses before turning his attention back to Lily.

"So Lily..." James said casually as he sat down next to Lily.

"Fuck off." Lily replied shakily.

"Why so harsh Lils? I had a question."

"WHAT?"

"Sirius is throwing a party in the Room of Requirement at nine tonight. I was just wondering if you were going. Obviously I'm going, but are you?"

"I have to patrol."

"Let's say you didn't have to patrol..."

"What are you getting at, James?"

"If you didn't have to patrol, would I see you there?"

"No. I don't party like everyone else does. I have to study."

"Why? You already know everything so you can relax."

"Yeah well some things are more important than partying."

"You really are boring aren't you?"

"I'm not boring." Lily curled her hands into fists and twitched slightly.

"Yes you are. It's obvious you are, otherwise you wouldn't get so heated up when I say it."

"I get ticked off because it's not true!"

"Easy, Lily. If you're so sure of it, then prove it."

"How?"

"Come to the party. Show up and I'll cut you some slack"

"That's a waste of time."

"Then you're helping me prove my point."

Slowly people started to show up and eventually so did Professor McGonagall. James returned to his seat next to Sirius Black who had already fallen asleep. All you could see was a mess of black hair covering a handsome face. Throughout the lesson, Lily thought of what James had said. She was struggling with an internal conflict. Did she really care so much to prove James wrong or did she deep down want to go to the party and have fun for once? She didn't know, so she figured she'd do both. She quickly ripped off a small piece of parchment and scribbled a message on it, then secretly passed it behind her to James, who was staring at his girlfriend and fantasizing.

James noticed the parchment and opened it to read:

You're on.

James smirked and thought to himself. "Now let the fun begin."