(A/N: Hello peeps! Thanks for the review, favs, and follows, they do this author's heart a world of good. I actually would have updated sooner than this, but I've actually started an Ouran High School Host Club fic. That, and I've been doing my House Elf duties, I mean, CHORES. Yes, chores are what I meant. Anyway, HP goes to Rowling, Kayla goes to me, and Toontown goes to the toons!)
Chapter 18: The Emo Tower
I turned around to see a boy about my age in Slytherin robes with dirty blonde hair and cinnamon brown eyes. Hastily, I wiped the tears off my face. I really don't like people to see me looking so weak, and this was a Slytherin so I am even more wary of showing weakness. I don't think all Slytherins are evil, that's like saying all gingers are soulless. It's just better to err on the side of caution.
"Um, what?" was my witty response to this random guy's proclamation. "And also, who are you? I think those are good questions to start with."
"My name is Darren Ericson. As to what, I originally came up here to cry. It's not like I can show weakness in the snake pit." Eric said trying to keep his bravado up and grin, but it really just looked like a grimace. Uh, oh… my weakness. Sad people. I can't stand see people sad, and just have to cheer them up or help them.
"If you don't mind me asking, what's wrong?" I asked moving closer to where he had plopped down.
He looked at me suspiciously and asked, "You're not just going to spread it around to your Pride[1] are you?"
"Naw, I just wanna know if there's some way I could help you." I responded honestly. He searched my face for a hint of deception that just wasn't there and then he finally spoke again.
"I'm the only muggleborn in Slytherin. I didn't know anything about the prejudice most of the snakes cling to against people like me, or that the rest of the houses hate Slytherins. So pretty much I'm all alone. There's also the fact that I'm losing my peace of mind because my dormmates are constantly sabotaging my trunk and destroying my stuff. My parents are scared of owls and my older sister is off at university and can't be seen with owls coming and going from her dorm." He finished in a flat tone.
"That's awful, dude. I personally, could not give a shit that you're in Slytherin. You seem to be pretty nice, considering that you didn't making fun of me on sight like most of your housemates would have. In fact, if you want, I could be your friend. Then you wouldn't be quite as alone." I offered my hand to Darren at the end of my proclamation. He looked at it doubtfully.
"Won't your friends disapprove you having a Slytherin for a friend?" He queried.
"I'm having a bit of disagreement with them at the moment about their open-mindedness, but I'm sure once they get to know you they'll get over it." I replied. Finally he shook my hand with the beginnings of a grin. I was grinning wildly now. This made Darren look more than a little wary.
"I think this occasion requires a song!" I proclaimed with my grin still in place.
"I left my guitar at the dorm….drats!" Darren said, though he didn't look too regretful. I, however, was almost vibrating with excitement now.
"That's awesome! You have a guitar?! I sing and play piano! We should start a band! We totally should! Whaddaya think?" I bounced around him. He watched me bounce around him for a moment and then said, "Sure, just no sickeningly bubbly music….or rap."
"Wasn't planning on it! Mostly different varieties of rock are my thing!" I had stopped hopping around and was slightly dizzy. "Also, I only sing songs that I can identify with or carry a message that I want to get across. That sound okay?"
"Sounds brilliant." He replied with his arms out to catch me if I fell.
"On to the celebratory song, I vote 'Raise Your Glass' by P!nk!" I said, trying to re-gain my bearings.
"Hell yes!" Darren said, now with a full grin on his face. Then we started singing.
[Verse 1]
Right, right, turn off the lights
We're gonna lose our minds tonight
What's the deal, yo?
I love when it's all too much
5 a.m. turn the radio up
Where's the rock 'n roll?
Party crasher, penny snatcher
Call me up if you're a gangsta
Don't be fancy, just get dancy
Why so serious?
[Chorus]
So raise your glass if you are wrong
In all the right ways, all my underdogs
We will never be, never be anything but loud
And nitty, gritty, dirty, little freaks
Won't you come on and come on and
Raise your glass!
Just come on and come on and
Raise your glass!
[Verse 2]
Slam, slam, oh hot damn
What part of a party don't you understand?
Wish you'd just freak out
(Freak out already)
Can't stop, coming in hot
I should be locked up right on the spot
It's so on right now
(It's so fucking on right now)
Party crasher, penny snatcher
Call me up if you're a gangsta
Don't be fancy, just get dancy
Why so serious?
[Chorus]
So raise your glass if you are wrong
In all the right ways, all my underdogs
We will never be, never be anything but loud
And nitty, gritty, dirty, little freaks
Won't you come on and come on and
Raise your glass!
Just come on and come on and
Raise your glass!
Won't you come on and come on and
Raise your glass!
Just come on and come on and
Raise your glass!
[Bridge]
Oh shit! My glass is empty
That sucks!
So if you're too school for cool
(I mean)
And you're treated like a fool
(You're treated like a fool)
You can choose to let it go
We can always, we can always party on our own
[Chorus]
So raise your (oh, fuck)
So raise your glass if you are wrong
In all the right ways, all my underdogs
We will never be, never be anything but loud
And nitty, gritty, dirty, little freaks
So raise your glass if you are wrong
In all the right ways, all my underdogs
We will never be, never be anything but loud
And nitty, gritty, dirty, little freaks
Won't you come on and come on and
Raise your glass!
Just come on and come on and
Raise your glass!
Won't you come on and come on and
Raise your glass for me!
Just come on and come on and
Raise your glass for me!
After that, while gasping for breath, we turned to each other and nodded. This was the start of a beautiful friendship and the beginnings of a hopefully awesome band. Which we'll need to name. And find more people for. Eh, we'll worry about that later. Crap! I just remembered something. Darren doesn't know my name yet….I can fix that!
"My name's Kayla Weasley, by the way!"
Darren facepalmed. Oh yes, this is the start of a beautiful friendship indeed.
[1: A Pride is what you call a group of lions. I think.]
(A/N: So now I need a band name. Also, sorry about the obscenely long wait. My cousin got married, then I had guests, and then I went to the Warped Tour and got heat exhaustion. Blah. I don't own the song either, P!nk and her recording company do. Anyhooties, ya'll's opinions are wanted!)