Chapter 6 already? I've been dreading this moment... things start getting worse and worse from here.
I've decided... to ask you guys, of a favor. Ya'll got skills – I'd like to read your guy's version of Ebony being murdered! I know what you're thinking - "I came here to read, not to write," - but I can't resist this. I must... know... how you see it...
On with the story!
Oh, and I finally got Microsoft word for my laptop! No more having to use the doc manager for writing! I'm so happy, I could run into the sunset.
"Turn the fucking light off!" I screeched, as Willow threw open my coffin. For the sake of Christ – couldn't she put two and two together and figure out that, after last night, I would have wound up with a hangover.
"No can do, bitch," Willow answered, grabbing my shoulder and pulling me up until I was sitting. "You're going to be late, and this is what you get for leaving me here while you go off and have fun."
I looked at her as though she had walked in wearing a Cheerleader uniform. "You honestly expect me to let you come with me on my dates?"
"Yes, now get your ass up,"
What girl could ask for better friends?
I rubbed my eyes as Willow dragged me to the Great Hall, wishing that I could go back in time and keep myself away from the bar. Just as we were about to sit down, someone bumped into my back... hard.
"Fucking bastard!" I shouted, whipping around. I resisted the urge to get my wand out of my bag, and curse the dick until he was nothing more than a puddle of acid.
Good. Fucking. God.
The boy was hot.
"I'm so sorry," he said, sounding nervous. Fuck... if a nervous guy wasn't the sexiest thing in the world...
Calming myself down, I smiled. "You know, it's okay. Um... what's your name?"
"It's Harry Potter, but most people call me Vampire these days."
Hex me, someone. Please, before I scream.
"That's cool," I answered, "my name is Ebony; it just so happens, I'm a vampire."
"Really?" He asked, sounding impressed.
"Yeah, um..." There was only one seat left open where we were standing, as Willow had already sat down. I shot her a glare, and she sighed, standing up.
"You know, I'm going to go find an entire fucking hoard of boys, and then make you do shit you don't want to do when they're around."
She stalked off before I could answer, leaving Vampire and I to sit down, and begin talking.
It wasn't until the bell rang that I remembered Draco.
Why do I do this shit to myself?
If it weren't for muffins, I would never have made it to the end of this chapter. Chocolate chip muffins and banana nut... yum! What's your favorite kind of muffin?
Short chapter! (Haha... what am I saying... they're all short!)
Oh, and as several people have offered me a statue if I can finish this, I definitely am! Am I the only one who has fantasies of having a statue of themselves with multiple smurfs?
Until next time, stay in school, and say no to drugs!