Chapter Two

A/N: Fangz (geddit haha im so cute n goffik uwu :3) 2 bloodytearz666 4 helpin me wif da chapta! btw preps stop flaming ma story! ppl r alredy hating on ma story wtf who wuldve ever gessd?

The next day I woke up in my bedroom. Yes, unlike literally every other student at this fucking school, I have my own special private bedroom. It was snowing and raining again, aka sleeting. I opened the door of my coffin and drank some blood from a random ass bottle I had, because keeping blood at room temperature is totally okay! Oh btw, the outside of my coffin was black ebony. You know, just like my name/hair! The inside was hot pink velvet with black lace on the ends. I fucking HATE the color pink, though, which is revealed later on. But yeah, for some reason I have pink velvet inside my coffin, AND I also wore pink fishnets yesterday!

Well anyway, as I got out of my coffin I took off my giant MCR t-shirt which I used for pajamas. I got changed into (A/N: dats ritght! bak at it agen wiff da long descriptin uf Enobys ootfit/mak up!) a black leather dress, a pentagram necklace, combat boots, and black fishnets. I put four earrings in my pierced ears, but no idea what kind of earrings, which for a very in depth outfit description seems pretty odd. I also don't know, like, does "four earrings" mean four in each ear, or two in each ear so there's four altogether? Oh well, who the hell knows. I also put my hair in a kind of messy bun, not a definite messy bun just kind of a messy bun.

My friend, Willow (A/N: Raven dis is u, my gf but ew not in dat way!) woke up then and grinned at me. I do sometimes share a room with her, like only once or twice, but for the most part it's my own private room. She flipped her long waist-length raven black hair with pink streaks and opened her forest-green eyes. So yeah, her eyes were closed before when she initially woke up and grinned at me. And yes, it was just as fucking weird and creepy as it sounds. She put on her Marilyn Manson t-shirt with a black mini, black fishnets, and pointy high-heeled boots. We put on our usual everyday makeup: black lipstick white foundation and black eyeliner.

"OMFG, I saw you talking to Draco Malfoy yesterday!" Willow suddenly exclaimed out of nowhere.

"Yeah, so what if I was talking to Draco Malfoy yesterday?" I unnecessarily snapped at her, even though I clearly began to blush at the mere mention of Draco's name.

"Do you like Draco Malfoy?" She asked as we walked out of the Slytherin common room and into the Great Hall. (A/N: n ma vershion of hugwartz da gr8 hall is rite outsid of da slitherin comon room, stfu itz mor convenent dat way!)

"No I so fucking DON'T like Draco Malfoy!" I once more snapped at her, despite still blushing. You might think this is a one-time thing, like I'm just being bitchy to my friend right now as a way to deflect my feelings for Draco. But nope, it turns out I always talk to my supposed "friends" like this...if not worse!

"Yeah right you totally like Draco Malfoy!" Willow exclaimed once more. Just then, Draco walked up to me, probably because he heard me and Willow fucking shrieking his name over and over.

"Hi." he said. And that's literally all he said. It was weird.

"Hi." I eventually replied flirtilishly.

"Guess what." He said. Not asked, said. Again, weird.

"What?" I asked, not said.

"Well, Good Charlotte are having a concert in Hogsmeade!" He informed me.

"Oh. My. Fucking. God!" I screamed, getting all worked up like an insane person. This time not just the preps stared at me, but literally like everyone in the Great Hall. I didn't give a single flying fuck, though. I absolutely looooove GC! They are my favorite band, besides MCR. But all of a sudden, right in the middle of my excitement, I realized something really fucking odd.

"Wait…" I began, to Draco. "How do you know who Good Charlotte is? And how would they be playing at freakin' Hogsmeade? They are literally a muggle band from the U.S.! It makes absolutely no sense that anyone here, let alone YOU, would know who the fuck they are. What's up with that?"

"I don't know." Draco shrugged. "Shit's just gotten super weird around here lately. Like, why the fuck are you and your friend never in uniform?"

We were all quiet, questioning our entire reality for a long time before Draco finally broke the silence.

"Well dot dot dot dot dot dot dot dot dot, do you want to go to the concert with me?" He asked.

I gasped. (A/N: oh btw enoby also gasps alot thru out da story, sumtimz itz waranted but most uf da tim it is nawt)