AN: Fangz Fangz? I guess it sort of makes sense because you're a vampire, but still. 2 bloodytearz666 4 helpin me wif da chapta! BTW preps stop flaming ma story ok!
The next day I woke up in my bedroom. Really? Because I normally wake up on the roof! It was snowing and raining again. Okay, I'm pretty sure it's scientifically impossible to snow and rain at the same time. I opened the door of my coffin and drank some blood from a bottle I had. I don't even- My coffin was black ebony and inside it was hot pink velvet Again, Goths don't usually do pink with black lace on the ends. I got out of my coffin and took of my giant MCR t-shirt which I used for pajamas. Instead, I put on a black leather dress, a pentagram necklace, combat boots and black fishnets on. I put on four pairs of earrings in my pierced ears, and put my hair in a kind of messy bun. Definitely sound more punk than goth.
My friend, Willow (AN: Raven dis is u!) woke up then and grinned at me. She flipped her long waist-length raven black hair with pink streaks and opened her forest-green eyes. She put on her Marilyn Manson t-shirt with a black mini, fishnets and pointy high-heeled boots. We put on our makeup (black lipstick white foundation and black eyeliner.) Okay, I get it. You both enjoy dark eyeliner and white foundation. Enough already.
"OMFG, I saw you talking to Draco Malfoy yesterday!" she said excitedly.
"Yeah? So?" I said, blushing.
"Do you like Draco?" she asked as we went out of the Slytherin common room and into the Great Hall. Because the Great Hall is now in the dungeons.
"No I so fucking don't!" I shouted. I think you'd get in trouble for cursing in the Great Hall, seeing as there's plenty of teachers.
"Yeah right!" she exclaimed. Just then, Draco walked up to me.
"Hi." he said.
"Hi." I replied flirtily. Liar.
"Guess what." he said.
"What?" I asked.
"Well, Good Charlotte are having a concert in Hogsmeade." he told me. Um, Hogsmeade is a wizarding village, as in Muggles don't know about it.
"Oh. My. Fucking. God!" I screamed. I love GC. They are my favorite band, besides MCR.
"Well... do you want to go with me?" he asked. No.
I gasped. Le gasp!