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Chapter 3
September 7, sometime before dinner
I'm too lazy to work on that stupid essay that Snap gave us. It's due tomorrow and I've only got a couple more inches to go. Okay, six inches but I'm in the library, bored out of my mind. It's practically abandoned here. I wonder where 'Lic and Ang are...
Fred and George haven't said anything else to me about Hogsmade since Tuesday. I'm getting the feeling that they're plotting. I know that they're always plotting, but this has something to do with me. It better not be a prank on me or I'll kick their butts.
Lee says that I say that too much. Maybe it's the fact that I threatened him with it twice and actually did it three times. I hope he has a bruise. Then, every time he sits down he'll think of me.
Whoa, this stupid charm must be wearing off because it said 'think of me'. I don't want Lee thinking of me when he uses his butt. Stupid charm. Stupid diary. Stupid brain.
Anyhoo, Madam Pince yelled at me just now. All I tried to do was redo the stupid spell! She said that I say spells too fast. Not fast. Loud. Oh, this spell! Maybe it's just kicking in. Blah. (A/n: Sorry about this but the spell that she's talking about is the one she put on the diary. It's back in the first chapter. And she tried to do it but said it too loud so Madam Pince, is that right, yelled. Just clarifying.)
Later that night in my dorm
Well, I finished my essay. Stupid Snape can stuff his head in boiling oil. Woo! Good images.
I finally talked to Fred and George. They're doing this "surprise" party for the Quidditch team. See, we're going to look for Sirius Black but we're buying stuff for the party too... so it's killing two birds with one stone. But now, almost half of the quidditch team knows. They say that I'm the most trustworthy because I'm 'so darn stubborn.' Apparently, I can keep a secret. Woo!
So more about this party. It's going to be in the locker rooms. I have to help the bloody twins carry in the butterbeer, animal crackers (okay, maybe those are for me, but don't tell or I'll kick your butt!), and all those darn snacks. It should be fun.
It's a good thing that they know all of these secret passages or else there would be no way out. Trust me. Once, I tried to get out of school to buy my mum's birthday present and there wasn't a weekend to go for a couple more months so I tried to sneak out. Filch caught me when I got in the Entrance Hall. Stupid him and his stupid cat.
Earlier, during dinner, Ang and 'Lic tried to weasel the party information out of me. But it wouldn't work because I'm just that good.
"Oh Katie Kates," Ang said in a singsong voice. Ah, that stupid name.
"Are you asking for a butt-kicking?" I asked with a laugh. 'Lic and Ang laughed a little, too. That's when I realized they wanted something. "What do you want?" I asked them.
The smiles faded off their faces. Then 'Lic said, "What are you going to Hogsmade for?" Talk about asking directly.
Ang smacked her forehead. That was funny because now she has a big red mark. That's why Ang's chaser. Then she said, "You're not supposed to ask her right out like that!"
"Well, how else do you think I'm going to get the information out of her?" 'Lic asked Ang. This is where it got interesting. Not interesting like they fought but interesting all the same.
"You could gave poked it out of her," Ang said. See... interesting I guess.
"And risk getting my butt kicked?" 'Lic said with a laugh.
Now this is where I felt as thought they were making fun of me. I might have to- wait. That's why they're making fun of me.
I basically zoned out after that. They were making fun of me. So they think that it's funny that I say 'I'll kick your butt'? I'll just have to stop saying that. Maybe I'll change all together. Hmm.. Just wait Ang and 'Lic. You just wait.
September 13, dawn.
Boy, am I tired. On weekends I sleep until, like, noon. But I have to get ready. Yep, that's right. I, Katherine Ann Bell, I always hated my name Katherine... but hey, change is change, am changing. For the better of course.
No one knows about the change yet. I've barely talked to any one all week. That's why I haven't been writing, well thinking. I've been so busy with homework and stuff. The teachers have been loading us down with it.
I have been getting owls to deliver stuff to me on a daily basis. Like hair stuff and make-up. I've never worn the stuff before so it's probably going to be hard to handle, but I'll be able to figure it out. I guess you could say I'm losing the Tom-boyishness about me.
Well, I'd better get this over with before my roommates wake up. Most of them are quite scary in the morning. Except for Debbie. She's cool. But the others, I'd like to give a swift kick in the butt. Anyhoo, this should be exciting... Ohhh.. fun fun.
September 13, after dinner.
You should have seen the reactions I got. I think the first was from McGonagal. She actually came over to me and put a hand on my forehead, checking for a fever. Never thought that would happen. Then she walked away with a strange look.
But anyway, I was sitting down at the house table with all the other early birds. Then Harry came over to me and said, "K-Katie? Is that you?"
"Yes, Harry," I said with a smile. That was so hard. Friendly smiles. Okay, so maybe it wasn't that hard, but boy was it awkward.
"Sorry, I didn't recognize you with curly hair... and it's down," he said to me.
Normally my hair up... and straight, so I guess it was kind of shocking. Whoa, I didn't just use the word shocking. Yes I did! AH!
Okay, I just made a spell and put it on this so if I start acting like a bimbo, it'll attack me. I really don't want to be Katie McBimbo.
So here's what I did. I used my wand to curl my hair. It actually looks nice. And the curls can go 'bashoing!' (heh heh bashoing) And they spring up! And it's awesome! But then it makes me look like I'm twirling my hair. I put this eye stuff on. It makes my eyes look shimmery. I thought it was cool. People were in for a real shock.
"It's okay, Harry," I said to him. "I wouldn't expect you to. But I want to see if this will help with my attitude because right now it's rubbish."
"It's no going to effect your Quidditch, is it?" Harry asked. Boy, I wasn't expecting that one.
"I don't think so," I said with a determined voice.
Honestly, I didn't know. I'll still have the same attitude towards quittitch. I'd be kicked off the team if I didn't. My dad would kill me! I'm the athletic one in the family! My sister, Emily's, the smart one, my brother Joey's only like five...
Anyhoo, the next to interrogate me was the Quidditch captain. Yes, Oliver Wood asked me what happened. Boy, was I shocked.
Well, here's what he really said. "What the hell did you do to yourself, Bell?"
Normally, I'd use my foot to kick his butt, but then I remembered, no Katie. Bad girl. Keep foot away from Quidditch captains butt. Good girl. I treat myself like a dog sometimes.
"Change, Wood, change," I said rather rudely. Whoops.
"Well, I don't like it, change back," Wood said. "I'm your captain and I demand it." But then his voice got soft and almost human. "Now you're just another face in the crowd."
Oh my gosh. That got me. 'Just another face in the crowd.' What happened to the unique Katie! My Katie! Me! Where'd I go? I thought. That's when it hit me. I don't need to look different to be different. Heck, I don't even need to change that much. I just need Katie back. You know, the Katie whose hair was long and straight and messy. Well, not that messy, because I do care what I look like.
I never thought that the stupid, bone worker, would ever say something that would actually make sense. Well, anything besides 'get the quaffle through the hoop, Bell!' or 'Score on the other team.' It made sense... stupid sense... but it made sense!
So, just to get on his nerves, I said, "Are you calling me fat?" I threw down my fork and ran from the hall in fake tears. When I was almost to the door, I stopped, laughed, and walked off.
On my way through the door, I heard, "Katie! No! You're not fat!"
That was fun. When I walked out of the Great Hall, it was about 11:30, and I saw Lee. I took my chance in guessing that he wouldn't recognize me and I walked into him on 'accident'.
"Sorry," he said. Just like I thought. No idea that it was me. I'm so good!
It's okay," I said. He started to walk away so I grabbed his hair.
"Hey!" he yelled.
"I'm going to have to kick your butt for not knowing who I am!" I said with a giggle. Yeah, I giggled. It felt funny. Normally I just outright laugh. But no! Lee's hair made me giggle!
"K-Katie?" he asked as I let go of his hair. Then I nodded. "What'd you do to your hair?" He reached out and made my hair go 'bashoing'!
"Curled it?" I said in more of a question then of an answer. "Change, you know."
"Would this change get me a date to Hogsmade?" he asked with laugh.
I never take it for the real thing. We've done this since my second year. He'd be ask me out randomly and I'd come back with some smart arse response. He never takes it personally though.
"Nah, I'd rather watch my hair uncurl," I said, swiftly turning on my heal.
"Darn," he said, snapping his fingers as I turned back around. "I'm that boring?"
"Yes my short little friend," I said with a grin as I patted his head.
"Kates?" he asked with a grin using the name I hate oh so much.
"Yes?" I growled. Heh, I growled.
"I'm taller than you!" he said, flicking my forehead.
Lee Jordan is a demon child.
"LEE JORDAN! YOU'RE A DEMON CHILD!" I yelled to him. I think I got the message to him.
After that, I went back up to my dorm to fix myself. I figure, I'll be nice, just not look it. That should be a shocker to people. They'd think that the world was ending if they didn't think it already.
September 14, 2AMish
Whoa! I just had the weirdest dream that I was with 'Lic and Ang eating ice cream. Then, the next thing I know, this big white house blows up! It was really weird, now I need sleep. 'Night.
A/n: I updated the chapter. I didn't really change anything because I didn't know what to change. But I fixed the spelling and all of that so it should make a little more sense! Chapter four should be up in a few days. I left my notebook at school. At least… I hope its at school. So now worries. I haven't died. But I'm hoping you enjoyed the story so far. And I love ideas!
