Thanx Again for the reviews!!: Talk about encouragement.
Tiffy:
Yeah you are really right. But I hardly know any British slang words. Maybe you can help me on that. I just changed the Yo's or deleted them. Now it doesn't sound so American slang...ish.
Water-sprite87:
You like the color blue?? What kind (aqua, robin, sky, baby??)? I used to really like turquoise blue but then I decided to go with some other colors. Thanks for your reviews; you really know how to encourage people. Whatever floats your boat?? Haha...that's funny.
Orla:
Yeah, I respect your opinion and you're right. I actually was going to go with Miss Great Britain, but I didn't really like the name. Miss Europe is much more accurate and I've updated the chapters to match that, but my title is still going to be Miss United Kingdom because...you'll find out later. But I am really sorry to all the Europeans that I offended (really really really sorry) and just out of curiosity, are you European too?
Blink182Rox:
Totally! I love Blink182! They are a great band and I can't wait for their next album. I'm not really interested in Chad Michael Murray, but my friends asked me to put it on there because they are obsessed with One Tree Hill!
Nicky Abagale:
You hate shopping? Wow. I used to hate shopping furiously and whenever my mom would say, "Let's go shopping!" I was like, "I'm doing homework!!" Works every time. But now, I'm okay with it, but I'm trying to make Lily have a different point of view because most people love shopping!
Eken036:
Are you ekens36? Just asking (please don't get offended) but your signed names are a lot alike! It just has a 0 instead of an s. I like blue at one time because as you can see, my e-mail address is . Yeah, poor Lily. That idea was actually because one of my friends, they had a mom like that. And I just wanted to dedicate that chapter to her because she suggested it. It'll get better for Lily, really.
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Summary: Lily was chosen to compete for a Miss UK pageant against ninety-nine other women and all's going well...at least until she involuntarily decides to fall for the gorgeous host of the Miss UK pageant...James Potter.
Disclaimer: I know we are supposed to put this on every chapter, but it still gets tiring to write once in a while because it's so depressing. I do not own Harry Potter in any way whatsoever.
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Dream Sequence:
Lily hopped home from school and opened the door to her wonderful cream-colored house. It was a gorgeous big house and the front door opened in sort of an arch over the garden bed. She saw everything. From the mahogany chair to the chocolates laid out on the oak table. Lily didn't remember those there in the morning. She saw her feet and passed a mirror as she walked up the stairs, her light red (it turns blood red when she's older) hair glinting of pieces of silvery.
The main stairs opened up to two little staircases going opposite direction and in between those two separate staircases, there was a ledge. Her favorite place. Her hand was on the polished railing and she lightly bounded up the stairs. She heard it.
Moaning. The creaking of bed springs. Curious, she turned to the right set of stairs and followed it up. The bedroom door was slightly ajar and Lily, thinking it was her mom and dad, turned to give them some privacy. But her eye caught something. Light, sandy colored hair. Her dad didn't have sandy hair. She turned around and saw her mom, her tongue protruding into his mouth. Moaning as she twisted under the stranger.
She wanted to yell and run seeing the stranger with his hands on her mom. But she didn't. She stood transfixed while her mom and the stranger--... It took them a long while to notice they were being watched and they probably wouldn't have noticed if Lily hadn't inhaled that lungful of air. They turned and realized the position they were in. They broke apart, their faces a mask of surprise and guiltiness.
"Lily, pumpkin—"Her mom started. But Lily didn't need to hear it. She turned her foot and flew down the stairs and onto the other set of stairs straight up to her room. Her hand automatically turned the lock and she could hear voices murmuring and the footsteps hurrying along until they reached her door.
"Lily dear—please, hear me explain...honey, open the door," her mother's voice came in. But Lily just sat on her bed, rocking as she cried with horror and with shame. She never knew...her mother was like a stranger. She always thought that grown-ups lived with no secrets and their lives were mainly about their children. But she never guessed that her mother harbored this kind of secret. The secret that would ruin their lives forever.
Lily sat there for hours and she cried and cried and cried. She heard the door open and a roar of fury that was in her dad's voice. No, no, no, no...she moaned and she pressed her delicate hands to her ears. Nonononono...There were voices. Three of them and two were reasoning with another furious voice. There was no hope now. She heard a scuffle and the breaking of her favorite china cup as her mom screamed a breath-taking scream. Nononononono...she couldn't take it. She crossed her room in two steps and flung open the door in time to see her dad, in the shirt that was Lily's favorite, grab his coat and keys and slam the door on his way out.
Her mother shook her head and turned around. That's when she saw Lily. Lily could only imagine what she looked liked. Her hair in tangles, her eyes red with anger and with crying. Her beautiful emerald eyes full of sorrow and hatred. Hatred at her mother for doing this. Hatred at her for ruining the perfect family that they once were. Hatred for all the things in life. Hatred for her mother.
"Lily—I--," Her mother's voice shook.
"Save it," Lily heard herself say, her voice cold and sharp with steel edges that weren't even tried to be concealed. "Save it..." Then she felt herself hurl down the stairs and opening the door. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her mother step forward and try to stop her, with the stranger right behind. And she turned and glared. Her mother faltered in her steps.
"I don't need you," Lily whispered. "I don't need a mother like you. I don't need a mother who cheats on Dad for some damn hobo they found on the street. I hate you." And she turned, grabbed her coat, and slammed the door even harder than her dad did. "I hate you," She whispered to the wind and the streets seemed to echo with those words.
"I hate you..."
End Dream Sequence
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Lily arose the next morning, pale and ashen faced. She Did Not have a good sleep. All night she was tossing and turning; it was very uncomfortable.
"Well, someone had a rough night," James remarked, matching her steps down to the breakfast hall.
"Go to hell Potter," Lily said through gritted teeth. James grinned at her, clearly amused.
"You've already been there and back," James said. Lily didn't even look at him before giving an exasperated bellow, and she stormed off in front of him.
"She is definitely not a morning person."
Lily was mad. She was very mad. She was exhausted and tired and annoyed and mad, very mad. She just knew James Potter would get a rise out of her, and to think she let him. Lily wasn't really mad at James; she was mad at herself. She was mad that life wasn't every fair. She already knew she looked like heck, but to be told that by James Potter...
Stop Lily, she thought. He is an insensitive prat with no feelings for anyone whatsoever. That asshole. She nibbled off her French Croissant. She watched James start going up the stairs to the stage and saw disgustedly Miss Paris, who was sitting on her right, and Miss Rome sigh.
"Welcome, ladies, to our once a year Miss Europe pageant! I am very happy to see all of you beautiful ladies here. Now as you know, yesterday most of us got our dresses, and today you shall be made over by the professionals to make you even more gorgeous than you are now. We shall begin right away. You will each be assigned to a trainer who make you slim and shapy and see to it that you get all your rightful accommodations. The schedules we are passing out now show you who your trainer is and where to go first. Please come to one of us if you have any questions, thank you—and I'll see you gorgeous ladies later!" James winked and jumped off the stage.
Lily was listening boringly to his speech, but perked up at the sound of schedule. Finally! An organized event! A waiter came by with a stack of white papers and handed one off to her.
Miss London
Schedule:
Dentist : 10:45 AM
Hairdresser: 11:50 AM
Waxing 1:30 PM
Gym 2:40 PM
Facial 4:00 PM
Massage 5:00 PM
Manicure/Pedicure 5:30 PM
Spa 6:10 PM
You will have lunch between your hairdressing session and waxing session. Please meet back here at seven o'clock.
Trainer: Arabella Figg
Lily sighed. She didn't have the spa till 6! Oh, well...better meet my trainer, she thought glumly. Slowly she walked to room 606 to get to the dentist. She had had braces when she was little for about a year and had a retainer for two. She couldn't even remember what it felt like because she had only been about seven.
Now her teeth were just about perfect. Pearly white and she dared to say, really healthy. No root canals, crowns, or any of that other crap. But then again, she was a witch and that might have had something to do with it.
Lily stopped in front of the door, straightened her shirt, and knocked on the wooden door.
"Come in," a voice said.
Lily rolled her eyes at the squeakiness and pushed her way in. Whoa!! You would have never guessed it was this roomy from the outside. The small wooden door gave way into a large, admirable room. The dentist had good taste with color, she noticed intrigued.
"Ahh...so you like my office?"
Lily looked in front of her and saw a small, squat little man with a balding head. He was wearing a white doctors jacket and had a thick accent.
"Umm...yes. It's—it's gorgeous," she smiled nervously. And to think I thought that the dentist was a woman.
"Why thank you. Hmmm...you have very nice teeth, but then again, so do most of your competitors. Come come, let's go into that room and we'll take a look. I'm Dr. Bryson by the way," he said over his shoulder. "Your trainer's waiting for you in there as well, so there's no reason to be nervous."
Lily followed him down another narrow corridor and turned as he did, into a smaller room but still very pretty and color coordinated. A slim woman was there and she looked slightly older than Lily herself, about twenty-eight, and had a warm air about her. Her chestnut brown hair was pulled into a ponytail and swayed as she walked toward Lily.
"Hi, you must be Miss London. My name is Arabella Figg and I'm your personal trainer," she said.
"Umm..yeah, I'm Miss London—I mean Lily. Lily Evans," Lily said herself.
Arabella just smiled and nodded to a dentist chair thingy by the circle shaped window. Lily allowed herself to be lowered onto it.
"You're just here to clean your teeth and get them whiter by a white streak thingamajig. I forgot what it's called. I'm kind of new to this. Anyways, you're gonna get them whiter somehow and then we're gonna head down to your hairdresser," Arabella said. "She's really freaky and weird." She added in a whisper.
Lily grinned. She really liked her personal trainer. "Well, Arabella—"
"Bella," Arabella said, shuddering. "I hate that name Arabella. But I decided that if you were anything like my other two cases, I would stick to Arabella."
"Wha' 'abben wi' 'e odder case'?" Lily asked, her mouth full of toothpaste and polish.
"Oh, they were the snobbiest bitches you can ever meet. They were just so proud of being here even though they looked like a cow's butt," Bella said, not noticing that Lily was choking on mint because she was trying not to laugh.
"Really, now girls! How can you expect me to do my job if you keep talking!?"
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Lily sighed and relaxed in the Jacuzzi she was in. It was her last place of the day and she was just relaxing with Bella. Her trainer turned out to be the first friend she made here.
"Tired?" Bella asked.
"You betcha. But I feel a lot better."
"Yeah, the massage really does make you feel like you could run a thousand miles."
Lily just grinned and rested her dry hair on the edge of the pool. She ran her hands through the water twice and looked at her reflection. She was a whole new person. The hairdresser put light red highlights in her hair to "make it look happier" and now that she was rested, she felt and looked a lot better than she did this morning.
"Well, that's just about it. Come on. We have to get you to change into a dress and hurry to the dinner where Mr. Potter is gonna give his speech."
"Mr. Potter? Mr. Rotter more like," Lily scoffed.
Bella grinned. "Awww...does someone not like our gracious host?"
"He's a prat." Lily wrapped a fluffy towel around her waist. "A really big prat."
"Well that big prat is going to give a speech and you have to listen to that big prat because he is one of the more important people here. Now hurry up slowpoke!"
"Are you coming with me? I can't stand being there without someone to talk to," Lily sighed.
"Aww...how sweet. You betcha. All trainers are there with there 'clients' so yep!" Bella chirped.
"Really?" Lily blinked. "So I get to see all the trainers?"
"Yea...and you'll realize how lucky you are to have me," Bella laughed. Lily grinned at Bella.
"What? It's true!" Bella protested.
Lily just kept grinning.
"What---AAAHHHHHH!!" SPLASH
The perfect angel, Lily, was standing there cracking up at the sight of Bella in her white towel that fluffed up when she flew in the water.
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I like the idea of Bella being her personal trainer even though some of you don't. I changed Bella's age so that she's not much older than Lily.
I CHANGED THE CONTEST NAME TO MISS EUROPE!!! And yeah...that's about it.
Thanx again to all the people who reviewed!! I love ya!
Question: Who should I make mean in this story?? There has to be an evil villain!!
