The next day i had the girls over. We spent most of the day in the spa, pigging out on junk food and getting make overs. I re-did my dye job, Anglea got a new style, causing her hait to end mid back instead of at her waist, and Scarlett straightened her hair and dyed it a darker brown. We all got our nails done, too. Mine we're black. Angela's were baby blue, and Scarlett's were green. We had so much fun. We watched horror movies in the home theater and screamed at the top of our lungs when death came to get all the final destination survivors in each movie. Then we got our BFF book and they wrote down a bunch of things in the back, then we filled in a bunch the activities. It was amazing.
The next day was full of sorrow. I didn't want to go. And if I HAD to go, I didn't want to go by myself and live with the MALFOYS!!! This sucked. Angela dressed me that morning.
She put me in a green dress with a silver bow, silver strappy heels, and my tiara with matching jewelry, along with my necklace that my mom gave me, crafted from real silver and diamonds.
She also made my hair wavy. She gave me black masscara, silver eye shadow, and clear lip gloss, saying I looked "absolutely fantabulous". Scarlett, Angela, and our guy friends Ian, Jason, and Doug rode in the limo with me and sent me off with my many bags.
"You better IM us, missy.", Angela glared. I laughed.
"I will. And YOU better help me with my fashion, missy. Haha.", I laughed. We said our good byes and I got on the jet. I looked out the window and saw them waving. I waved back. The jet took off and I sighed.
I listened to my laptop (without my headphones, but only because Angela would kill me if I messed up my hair), just humming along the whole time. I missed them already. After about 4 hours, I arrived. The helpers carried my bags, folowing me to the enchanted limo that was waiting. They put my stuff in the trunk and I drove off. I arrived at the huge mansion. It was like any other mansion: big, white, and expensive looking. I saw creen curtains coming from quite a few rooms. There we're house elevs waiting outside. They took my stuff out of the trunk and carried it into the house, almost knocking down a blonde boy and his fat cow of a girlfriend in the process. I giggled a bit. I couldn't help it. They both glared at me, which just made me laugh harder. When I calmed down, I smiled.
"You should be ready for random fits of laughter. That's how American's work.", I told them. The boy rolled his eyes. He MUST be Draco. I heard he doesn't talk very much unless it's to say something jerk off-y. I shrugged and walked inside. The house elf with my favorite bag smacked it into the wall. "Hey! Becareful with that!", I mentally yelled. He jumped. I caughed my bag before he dropped it. "Fuck. I wish I had Loretta here.", I muttered. I took out my laptop and made sure it wasn't broken. I could fix it easily but still. It was one of my most prised possesion. I checked my picture of Angela, Scarlet, and I. That was fine as well. I sighed out of relief. I put it back in my bag and followed Draco inside. He locked the fat cow out of the house. I laughed. He smirked at me. "So your Draco right?"
"Yes I am. Your name is Ember, right?", he asked. I nodded.
"Nice to make your acquaintance.", I smiled. He nodded and shook my hand. A older woman came from another room.
"You must be Miss McClain. I'm Narcissa Malfoy.", she smiled.
"Hello, Narcissa. Please, just call me Ember.", I smiled at her. She nodded. A house elf came out. "Whimsey. Please show our guest to her room."
"Yes, mistress. Right this way, Princess Ember.", she walked off and I followed. She showed me to a polished, cherry wood (or cheery wood as Angela called it) door and opened it. My belongings were already there.
"Thank you.", I smiled and the elf left. I walked in and smiled. I looked like a lesser version of my room. The walls we're black with green designs on the walls. there was a cherry wood bed with green sheets and blankets. My stuff was already put away. My laptop was lying on the desk. I sat down and turned on my IM. Angela they were both on. I invited them to a chat room.