A/N: Her is the third chapter, even though no one has reviewed yet. Oh well. Sniff

Disclimer: I'm fourteen! It is not possible!

7/1/77 Dear Diary,

Two days to the party! Oh yeah! Uh huh! It's my birthday, it's my birthday! Okay, so maybe it isn't, but Mum and Dad got called away on urgent conference and will be gone for four days! That means they get back the day after the party! And Petunia, being the idiot she is, doesn't want to stay in the same house with an of age witch for four days and is going camping of all things with the whale she calls boyfriend. Ha HA HA!

Note to self:

Pick up food for party.

Wash clothes

Get décor

Clean all available rooms for making out. We are teenagers with active hormones after all.

Owl various friends.

Get rope to tie James to the ceiling with. He's our piñata. Just kidding. Although he probably would if I asked him. Disturbing…

Find piñata.

Pick out clothes and hair style.

Anywhoodles, today was otherwise boring. Petunia left in a huff, Mum and Dad left in a hurry, and I called after them, "Don't worry! I won't burn down the house!" Petunia looked scared and Mum said, "Good!"

Oh yeah! Yesterday on the train true emotions were revealed! Matthias and Isobel like each other! That girl was holding out on me! Apparently Matthias had been holding out on his friends too, because the look James, Sirius, Remus, Peter, Liam and Adam gave him was priceless! It was the funniest thing I've ever seen! Their jaws all dropped, like, a foot! Both Matthias and Isobel turned red. It went something like this:

Isobel: What do you mean, Matthias keeps looking at me!?

Matthias: What!?

Isobel: Do you like me????

Matthias: WTF! How'd you get that conclusion???

Everyone else: (Looks back and forth like a tennis match)

Isobel: It's in Lily's diary! She's writing what everyone's doing!!!!

Me: (Nervous chuckle)

Isobel: Is she right??????

Matthias: (Looking shifty but still yelling) Maybe!

Isobel: Good! Because I like you too!!!

Matthias: WTF??? Why didn't you tell me????

Isobel: I'm a Virgo! It's not something we do!!!!

Matthias: Dude! So am I!!!!!

Everyone else including me: Awkward…(sung. It's something we do)

So that is what came of reading over my shoulder Isobel. Speaking of which… Someone just knocked on the door. I'll be back…. It was Isobel. And Matthias and everyone. It went something like this:

Me: Hey! WTF are you guys doing here? And how do you know where I live?

James: How could I not know where you live?

Sirius: (Ungluing his face from Ruby) He has a point. (That's right. They were snogging on my stoop.)

Me: Well what are you guys doing here?

Isobel: Party planning!

Alice: Exactly!

Frank: We thought we'd help!

Me: Thanks! James! Get the hell away from my diary!

James: Why!? It probably has your true feelings for me!

Me: Or random conversations and to-do lists.

James: Drat.

Peter: So, can we come in?

Me knock your self out.

We all sat down in the living room. Conversation:
Gemma: Everyone in our year except Slytherins.

Me: I agree.

Liam: Hey!

Gemma: and Liam.

Me: All those in favor, say 'Aye' and raise your right hand.

Everyone: Aye! (Right hands in the air)

Isobel: Now boys, go away. We have to plan hair and clothes and makeup!

The boys hurriedly left. Just for the sake of humanity I won't turn my life into a Shakespeare book and will write in proper dialogue: (A/N: Who ever on fanfiction reads this to make sure I follow the guidelines, if Shakespeare wrote in script, why can't we?)

"All right, Lily, you should wear the clubbing clothes I gave you for your birthday," Isobel suggested. They are a powder blue tube top and a flirty blue skirt that comes down to mid thigh. Blue is so my colour.

"But, I don't have any muggle clubbing clothes!" Gemma said.

"Lily, can we raid your closet?" Ruby asked. An hour later all six of us had picked out clothes. It is so awesome that the six of us are relatively the same size. My hair will be curled more extensively than it already is and left loose around my shoulders. This will be a night to remember.

Night!

Lily

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