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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX♥ LUCINDA ANASTASIA CHAPPELVAIN
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                          Lucinda stepped off of the train, and made a beeline to the first carrige with her friends. She gave the Thestrals a friendly pat before stepping inside, not without the help of a boy. She was very popular in that category. Smirking, she took her seat with her owl Lumos, because it was a snowy owl. Many people pointed at her in envy, of her famous quidditch parents. "That's Lucinda Chappelvain!" A first year squeaked, pointing at the platinum blond as she passed with her friends. Closing her darker-than-ocean eyes, she relaxed in her seat. The sixth year girl was silently reciting curses in her mind, to use if it came down to it. It nearly did on the train, and she wasn't afraid to use them. She felt the carrige be weighted down slightly, and opened her eyes. It was that Fai girl. Her nose crinkled slightly. "Fai, right? What are you doing in here, there are so many other open carriges. Wouldn't want you to get hurt." She smiled, leaning forward to lock eyes with the girl. "Fifth year, am I correct? Well, respect a prefects privacy, and leave. Now." She said, before leaning back in her seat once again. Okay, so you would be thinking: total b***h, right? Well, Lucinda loves being left alone after a long day, or train ride. And damn, was that a long ride. Her friends started giggling snarkily, before they busted out laughing. She saw Hagrid walk by, escorting the first years to the boats. She wanted to add 'Why don't you tag along with them, you all have the same IQ'. But, she was trying to be nice because of her prefect badge. Her cousin, Angel, was watching out the window and started hitting Lucinda on the arm and pointing out the window, motioning towards a certain Gryffindor. Getting up and poking her head out, she gave him a bright smile. "Thomas, care to join us?" She asked sweetly, she already knew if it were any other boy he would've immediately climbed in. Why, one might ask. Well, Lucinda was one fourth veela, on her mother's side. But Thomas was another story.

                          Her friends started rapidly giggling, and whispering. One certain sentance got to her. 'Where's Malfoy?' Turning, her eyes nearly bugged out of her head. DRACO MALFOY?! REALLY? Right in front of Thomas! They made it sound like she had a liking for him! They were like brother and sister, and looked it as well. She took a jellybean from the pocked of her robe and sat down, popping it into her mouth. Popcorn, her favorite.

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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX♥ MASSIE EVELYN BLOCK
“The only thing harder than getting in, is staying in.”
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                          Everything was going perfectly normal, another average morning for the beautiful Massie Block. Or so she thought. When her parents walked into her room, she knew something was definately up. Maybe it was her alpha instinct, or maybe it was the fact Inez usually came in to wake her up. Her parents started talking about her not going to Shelby Rexler's end of winter break party. "OOOOOOOOH MY GOD! You are single handedly ruining my life! You have to be kidding me!" She yelled to her parents, who were now standing in front of her bed. "We're serious about this Massie." Her father spoke, adjusting the sleeve of his shirt. "So am I! I already made plans! This party isn't just a party, it's the last party until winter break is over! Forget being the event of the season, it's an EIGTH GRADE PARTY!" She said, firmly adjusting the eyecover that was now on top of her head, instead of her eyes. "I'm sorry honey, but the Lyons are coming over for dinner." Her mother said, giving Massie a look. "The Lyons? Are the Tigers and Bears coming too? Oh my." She said, wittily before putting a hand up to her chin, acting like she was slightly surprised. "Massie, don't you remember? We talked about this weeks ago." Her mother said, before being interrupted by her father. "You remember Jay, my best friend from business school?" Massie gave him a slightly confused look, before her dad started talking again. "They're moving up from Florida with his family? Has a son Todd, a daughter Claire, she's your age?" Massie just knew what was coming. Her parents expected her to like Claire. "They'll be staying out in the guest house until they find a place of their own. Does this ring any of the smallest bells?" Her father asked, looking at her pleadingly. "Uh, no!" She said, before looking at her mother for backup. "You will be at dinner, and you will be pleasant."

                          "But mom! You always tell me to honor my commitments, right? Well I made a verbal commitment to Shelby Rexler that I would be at her party. Tonight." She said, tapping her covers as she said tonight for emphasis. "I'm not discussing this any more." Her mother said before leaving, her heels making a click clack sound as she left the room. "DAAAAD!" She whined, before he held a hand up and started intterupting her. Again. "You heard your mother." Massie was throwing a tantrum inside. "MOM! If I miss this, I would be starting the second semester on the totally wrong foot. Worse than the wrong foot, it would be like wearing the wrong outfit!" She called after her parents, as they walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. She crashed into her sea of pillows as her cute little black pug, Bean trotted into her room and jumped into her lap. "Bean, tell me this isn't happening. This is my worst nightmare. Worse then the one where my MX was rejected, worse than the one where I lost my Prada bag! And look!" She started before climbing out of bed and over to her wardrobe, opening the cabinet doors revealing one of the most stunning outfits you would ever see a thirteen year old girl wearing. "I had my outfit picked out and everything!" She cried, before locking her eyes on her phone that was laying a few feet away on her desk. "If I have to miss this, everyone has to miss this." Massie said before walking over to her table and grabbing her phone, dialing Alicia's number. Alicia Rivera was her best friend, that was a total Spanish babe with C-cups that would make any Briarwood Boy drool. She finally picked up. "Hey." Leesh started, before Massie cut her off. "Put the brush down, I'm getting Dyl." Alicia put the brush down and looked at her phone funny, before putting it back up to her ear. Dylan was the most rockin redheadded girl you'll ever meet. She thinks she's so fat, when she's so not.

                          Dylan quickly picked up, just like Massie had expected. "Hey, I was just about to call you. I'm having a wardrobe crisis." She said, before Massie smiled. She was the alpha, first to call in a crisis. "Leesh is on. I'm getting Kris." Massie said, before calling Kristen Gregory, the best female soccer player at OCD, and the most grade oriented one as well. "She's school shopping. She called me three times to ask if we need a compas and a protractor." Alicia said, to Dylan. Dylan was interested by this slightly. "What did you tell her?" She asked, interested if she brought up any hot gossip. "To get a life." Alicia said as they both laughed for a brief moment. Massie and Kristen got on quickly. "Hey Mass, did you get a compas and a protractor?" Massie rolled her eyes and said quickly. "Leesh and Dyl are on too." She said, checking her nails for dirt. They exchanged quick hellos before Massie got to business. "So I've got major gossip." Massie started, before getting interrupted by Alicia. "How many points?" She asked, before Massie rolled her eyes. "One thousand. Anyways, like Shelby Rexler didn't cut off her hair to look like Kiera Knightley. She has headlice." EWWWW's were heard. "I say we bag the party. Besides, I'm not going to a party thrown by anyone under the age of fifteen, that would be worse than wearing crocks." She said, with a smile. Bean barked in agreement, before Dylan broke the small silence. "Wait, head lice and crocks?" She asked, confused. "I'm sure she doesn't have crocks Dyl." Kristen said, only being interrupted by Massie. "I think Shelby has a pair. In orange." That was all it took to get the girls to bag the party. Now the only thing she had left to do was get rid of the Lyons.

                          - later that night as the lyons arrive -

                          Bean started barking like crazy, Massie picked her up and peeked out her window. EW! A Ford Tarus, really?! She slipped into her red jacket, and pushed the sleeve up to get her charm bracelet loose. It was her best accessory, and a gift from her parents. She watched as her parents ran outside to greet the family. Claire was wearing an outfit consisting of: overals (ov-ew-alls), a puffy jacket, a tee probably from old navy, and KEDS! "Bean, that's one step past fashion don't. Fashion don't even think about it." She said, before carrying the small dog down the stairs and to the front door. She stepped outside and walked towards the blond family. Except for that little runt. Gross. Todd started petting Bean like crazy. "She's a dog, not a baseball bat." She said, before setting the pug free, only to be chased by Todd, or whatever his name was. She looked at Claire. She was pretty, needed some fashion magazines and makeup. Plus an attitude check, you can never know. "I'm Massie." She said, before they all went inside for dinner. Then everyone started talking about Kuh-Laire. Seriously, who cared if she won a stupid spelling bee? Not Massie Block. "Massie just loves OCD. Right Massie? Why don't you tell Claire a bit about it?" Her mother said, staring her down to make sure she was extra pleasant. "Uh, good classes. Nice teachers for the most part. But only one problem. No boys." She smirked, leaning back in her seat and looking down at her stuffed peppers.


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                        Blaire groaned softly, her chocolate brown orbs to what seemed light a brightening room, but in fact it was only her mother holding a lamp right to her face. She smacked the lamp away with more force than she would have liked, and it shattered on the floor. Why was she waking up so early? She was sure she still had at least a half an hour of peaceful slumber left. Slowly, with the weight of sleep still limiting her movements she tried pulling the blankets over her head, only to have them tugged off in a swift motion. "Get up Blaire, today is school and I want you to greet the new kids." Her mothers crisp, feminine voice cut through the air like a bell, and Blaire pushed herself up into a sitting position, her head tilting to the side curiously. Like a waterfall her silky brunette hair fell over her shoulder and framed her face, adding to the mature look she held there. Why'd her mother always have to go and be so proper? "So early?" She asked, bringing a hand up to rub the sleep from her eyes. So this was it, today was the day she was going to go see High School again. Woah, it had been such a long summer full of phasing, running and doing patrols. Sleeping in late really was a hard habit to break, too.

                        With a wave of her hand she shooed the older woman from her room, her privacy right now was all that mattered. "This is still way too early," She mumbled, swinging her feet over the edge of her bed. They landed on the plush carpeting that covered her bedroom floor, and she strutted over to her dresser, pulling a drawer out so she could examine its contents. What did a person wear on the first day of High School when they wanted to impress? She didn't know, ugh. This was becoming much more difficult then she had intended it to. The foxy brunette closed her eyes and reached down, pulling a handful of clothes out at random and tossing them atop her bed. Slowly she opened her eyes and looked at the items she had gotten out, choosing a random item of each necessity from the small pile. It didn't take her long to pull them on and begin on her makeup. The latter took her no time at all, since she hardly wore any, just a light brush of mascara, a light amount of lipstick and a tint of powder blush. Rosy cheeks were so all the rage. One look in the mirror and she was ready, or as ready as she could ever be in a situation like this.

                        Blaire's feet made quick work of the grand staircase in her home, and she stopped suddenly at the base of the steps, almost forgetting her bag. "Uhm, Mom? Dad? You aren't coming, are you?" She called, taking her purse out to the car. Simultaneous no's in foreign tongues shouted after her, followed by rushed foot steps and the faint jingle of car keys. "Don't take the bug, take the Porsche!" Her mother chided, and the brunette happily took the keys. Her father saw and muffled a soft laugh behind his hand, the corners of his eyes wrinkling slightly. Laugh lines from plenty of good years. "Mom, Dad. It's my eighty fourth year of high school. I'll be fine." Blaire insisted, setting her hands on her hips. The look on her mother's face was still priceless. Her father was the alpha of the wolf pack, and her mother was a human unlike her beautiful daughter. But somehow her mother had become immortal - reasons unknown to Blaire. Ew, but not at all like a blood sucking leech. No, she just lived forever and still looked young as she did when she was twenty. "I know honey, it's just that we love you so much." Lizette smiled, pulling her only daughter in for a large hug. Blaire laughed, the fact that her mother didn't know what she did after school made her feel bad. But it was so much fun~ "Are you ever going to stop talking to me like I'm about to head off to preschool?" The girl asked, climbing into the driver's seat and putting the keys in the ignition. "Doubt it." Her father boomed while her mother wiped tiny tears from the corner of her eyes. "I-i'm sorry we go through this every year. It's just that I really want to stay here after your senior year this year. But you still look much too young." Her mother squeaked, before blowing her daughter a kiss and rushing inside to conceal her dismay.

                        The car ride wasn't long, and when she pulled up to the crowed parking lot and smirked playfully. It was full of her play-things, and there was plenty of them. As she stepped from the car, she smoothed out her outfit and slammed the car door rather loud. Everyone's head turned towards her as she strutted her stuff and approached the school. A certain blond vampire approached her, and gave her a swift side-hug before walking with her. "Did you hear? There's supposed to be two new kids, a boy and a girl. My mom wants me to show the guy around." Maxxie said, and Blaire nodded attentively. "Mom wants me to show the girl around. I have a feeling she won't be very bright. Or pretty. Either or." She stated, and the guys started staring. They always did. Blaire and her cousin Max were practically joined at the hip, though their species were mortal enemies. She was a wolf, and he was part of the living dead. Yep, a vampire. Fixing her hair, she walked inside the school and her eyes fixed on a large group at the same time Maxxie's did. It must be them. She approached the group, pushing people out of her way. It was them. Her eyes couldn't leave the boy's face. He was so....so...different from the boys around her school. Maxxie's couldn't leave the girl. He inhaled even though he didn't have to. His eyes immediately went to the boy, a slow but near-silent growl escaping his lips. "Stay away from him." He stated, gazing into his younger cousin's eyes. She looked confused. "What? Why?" She asked softly, and his amber colored eyes pierced hers. She always did what her cousin asked because they were so close. She weakly nodded before looking away and hearing her phone ring. She-wolf was the ring tone, and she was the only one with that song. A few of the guys howled as they heard it, and she smiled flirtatiously before walking to her locker which was conveniently not far. She spun the combination and pushed up on the small metal bar as the large metal compartment swung open. Blaire slid her bag inside since she had gym first period. Maxxie opened his locker, and Blaire leaned against hers. "I'll stay away from him if you stay away from her." She whispered, and he looked at her in confusion. She cocked her head, giving him a look and he slowly nodded. She walked her way back over to the two, and inhaled slightly. She quickly covered her nose with her hand as if she were about to let out a sneeze. She inhaled her own smell and looked at the girl, not without looking the boy up and down unnoticed. "I'm Blaire, you're guide for the day. Is there anything you need?" She asked, as Maxxie approached the boy and pretty much re-stated what Blaire had said with his own name.


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the drinks are flowing, just like the river
then she keeps going. the whole night
ends with a blur. she's got no limit. she
thinks she's so tough. can't walk a straight
line. at the end of the night she's rough.
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Hello there! My name is Oregon Caleigh Jamison, but you may call me Or. I turned eighteen years old, on the Nineteenth of month. Obliviously I am a female. My blue eyes, seek for gorgeous males. In wonderland I am known as The White Queen. A few things I like are helping others; order in the kingdom; people who need my help; asking for help when it's needed; music and some things you should keep away are my sister - the red queen; her followers; people who are not respectful to royalty; people who are flat out rude; big-headded people. I fear my kingdom being overthrown; my sister ruling my kingdom. I am from France. I’m normally quite sweet and personable. I'm not afraid to ask for help from my friends when I need it, and I like to keep peace. I am the polar opposite of the Red Queen, but we can agree on some things. I am a sweet girl with feelings as eveyone else does.. That is who a I am, love it or hate it that is up to you.

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                                                                Oregon grinned happily, listening to American music. She understood it all, she just didn't speak it very well. She was going on a walk to visit her older sister Arienne. She loved to take her time and smell the flowers, though. She had found a small rabbit hole in the ground. She loved rabbits~ Or leaned in and fell through the large hole. She fell for what seemed like hours, screaming and cursing in french. When she finally landed, it hurt very much. She looked around with a confused daze on her face. "Quel est cet endroit ?" She whispered, getting up and dusting her white top and jean capris off. Small animals and moving flowers gathered around and whispered something about a queen. That's all she could understand in English. "Q-queen?" She asked with a heavy accent, and a rabbit pushed at her heels, taking her to some palace. That was years ago, the animals that had so welcomed her were gone, and the time hadn't passed a bit... Besides the fact she was now the White Queen, the most peaceful and gentle of the two Queens. And that the Red Queen had overthrown her rule. Not to mention Oregon knew perfect English, German, Russian and French.

                                                                She stepped out of her home and strolled through her previous kingdom. She had not yet tried to overthrow the other Queen, but a revolution was soon coming. Sure, Oregon was a little odd but people still adored her for still caring. Her white top and red skirt with blue flowers was perfect with her gladiator flats. She looked elegant, it was perfect. It was just one of her signature outfits since the overthrow, and the kingdom had become depressed. Oregon remembered back to a time when everything was perfect. That's when Alice was in Wonderland. Everything was peaceful then. She wished Alice would come back and restore the peace by the White Queen's side. They could be dual rulers of the fine kingdom. A small tear formed in the corner of Oregon's eye. She blinked it away. She had cried too many times over her great loss, and would cry with happiness when she got it back. She sat down on a low tree branch, kicking her feet in the air. She didn't miss her family in France any longer, she hardly remembered them. She strolled up to the large palace where the current Queen resided and walked inside. She walked into the back garden where she could usually find the Red Queen. She greeted her with a kind smile and her sweet voice cut the air like a chiming bell. "Care to play some croquet, Arianela?" She asked sweetly, her naturally rosy cheeks raising with her smile while making it look like she was squinting her eyes slightly.





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                      MY NAME iS
                      xsamantha jean weasley
                      BUT YOU SHOULD CALL MExsam, sammy
                      i'M ONLYxseventeen
                      YOU CAN'T GUESS? i'M Axi wear a bra
                      STARE ALL YOU WANT, BUT MY SiGHTS ARE SET ONxboys boys boys, mmkay
                      SiNG FOR THE MOMENTxur perfect - juliet shatkin



                                  Do you think I should write a book about myself? That would probably be great fun, but it's safe to say that I really don't need anymore attention, being the daughter of two of the golden trio, so I'll just tell my story to you. Because I'm the daughter of my parents, being well known kinda came as a package deal with my birth. I try not to let it get to my head, but nearly every day someone walks up to me and says "Hey, aren't you Ron and Hermione's daughter?" I say yes, their eyes widen at the fact that they're talking to the spawn of two members of the golden trio, and I can't help but feel proud. I find it a little funny that I was even born with a mother like mine, actually. My parents have told me before that as kids they could hardly stand each other, and yet here they are madly in love. It wigs me out a bit, it's not fun to walk into the living room to see them getting intimate.

                                  Another thing that I find strange is that house that I'm in. I always thought that when I came of age, the sorting hat would throw me into Gryffindor without even a thought. I mean, really, both of my parents were Gryffindor's, you would think that I would follow suit, right? Well, instead of Gryffindor I was sorted into Slytherin, and when I wrote to my parents about it they were shocked, to say the least. Obviously I was sorted into the house I was because of my personality. I'm clever, sarcastic and sometimes a bit too rude for my own good. I guess I got that from my mom, she sure knows how to put people in her place. I'm not conceited and snooty like everyone thinks Slytherin's are, I can actually be pretty nice. If you don't get me mad, anyway. I tend to hold grudges for a really long time, either until I get you back for what you did to me or you drop dead. But, I was talking about me being nice, wasn't I?

                                  I can't resist helping a person in need, even if they are my worst enemy. I feel that you should treat someone how you wish to be treated, even if the person does piss you off on a regular basis. I can be a bit of a whiner, If I think something isn't fair or if someone gets more perks then I do, get ready because you're going to have to hear me b***h and moan about it later. I suppose I'm your average Slytherin: Saracstic, witty, easily offended, and an attitude with a mouth to match. No judging me; you'll pay for it later. I have to admit, I've had the biggest crush on the Longbottom's son for forever! He's so adorable! Have I mentioned that I'm kind of the opposite of my parents? I'm a Slytherin, I haven't saved the wizard world from peril, I have gray eyes, not blue or green and I don't have the trademark Granger chocolate-colored hair. My hair is like my dad's, real unique right? I mean, besides the hair I look like my mum I guess; Same round face as my dad. Though if you didn't know me or my parents you probably wouldn't guess that I'm their kid. Gotta go now, see ya, wouldn't wanna be ya!







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                      i'M ONLYxseventeen
                      YOU CAN'T GUESS? i'M Axi am a female, in case you couldn't tell
                      STARE ALL YOU WANT, BUT MY SiGHTS ARE SET ONxthat gender that wears boxers, thank you very much
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                                  Oh, how sweet. You want to know all about moi? Well, for one I am the first born of the greatest wizard of all time, Harry Potter. No lie, at all. I must say that I am a daddy's girl, and I am his favorite (no matter what dusty says). First borns are always the favorite, as I always say. And you might note that I have carrot-red hair. Yes, my mother is a Weasley and I'm damn proud of it. I'm the only one that looks completely like my mother. My younger siblings all look like my father, and some people say I'm adopted. Well screw them becuase they're wrong. There's not a day that goes by that someone doesn't corner me and ask, "hey aren't you Harry Potter's daughter?" I nod and they start whispering to their friends and giggling. Stupid gits. I want to punch every single one in their little plastic-surgery noses. Yes, many of the girls at Hogwarts just love looking dainty and perfect. I do too, except I'm eu natural.

                                  But I must admit, I am very popular in one category: boys. As well as my cousin and one of my best friends, Sam. I don't fall in love, sorry huns. I can't, my father won't allow it. I mean, seriously. How intimidating would it be if I brought a boy home to my father, the greatest wizard of all time: Harry Potter. It would be filled with nervous silence from my boyfriend and endless questions from my father. I love him and all, but I wish he would be more relaxed like my mother. She just sits back and bakes with Dusty and I. We love each other dearly and they bake the day away. But me, I perfer dancing. Sure, I bake with my mother to please her but everyone knows my passion is dancing. I can outdance anyone, as well as out-spell them. I am a very talented young witch and my favorite class is Defence Against the Dark Arts, just because it gives me an excuse to put a spell on someone. Oops, I have to go. The train is calling!




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                                          Gorgeous gray eyes fluttered open under the flourescent lights. The red-headded girl looked up to her mother standing over her. Hermione Weasley. Not Granger. Yes, her parents were two of the golden trio whom could barely stand each other as children. Now they were desperately in love. Gross. Samantha stretched out and slid out of her bed and approached her closet. It was half empty. She was going away for the next nine months. Boarding school, or so the neighbors thought. She was really going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And so was her younger brother. But, who cared about him at the moment? Hermione left the room to let Sam get dressed. Her v-neck second skin white shirt with a black camisole was perfect with her black denim shorts and silver metallic gladiators. She admired her perfectly straightened hair in the mirror before brushing her teeth, applying makeup and heading downstairs for breakfast. But, of course, she didn't eat. Nerves. She just sat there and watched with a disgusted look on her face as her brother completely stuffed his face. About five minutes into his eating she got up and took a walk. Bask in the sunshine. She grabbed a jacket and slid it on, pulling her hair out so it was on top.

                                          She walked out onto the sidewalk and made her way over to her Uncle Percy's house. Surprisingly, the Potters and the Weasleys lived in the better part of the country. And their neighbors were the Malfoys. Samantha and Scorpius were somewhat friends. They didn't despise each other, and she kind of liked him. But neither of their parents knew that, or would ever know. She walked straight in the door as she reached her cousin's house. She closed the door behind her and walked up the stairs silently. She sat at the breakfast table with Lauren and Percy and nabbed the toast from her cousin. She knew the girl would try to steal it back. She took a bite. "Be nice, you have a guest." She smiled, finishing off the toast. They all played like that. She got up and made her uncle other toast. And she made it just the way he liked it. She placed it in front of him, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "How are you this morning Uncle Percy?" She asked sweetly, apparating back to her seat. She loved teasing the younger of her cousins with her apparation skills.

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                                        x_x_xVictoria swatted at the lights shining down into her eyes. She finally opened them and saw her father, the famous Harry Potter standing over her. "Daddy, do I have to get up nowww?" She asked, dragging on the last word. He nodded and picked her up bridal style and took her downstairs to the breakfast table. Sure, she was a daddy's girl. "Nymph, did you gain weight?" He asked with a smile. She swatted his arm with a childish smile as her mother set pancakes down in front of her. She finished them in a record of ten minutes. Yeah, fast right? She jogged upstairs and changed into her outfit that she had pre-arranged. It was a pair of blue jean denim shorts and a white camisole with a red hollister sweatshirt and a pair of red ballet flats. She spun around and let her curly hair down. Her father had all the bags in the car and all that was left to do was depart.

                                        It was a short car ride, but it was a longer way to the train because around every turn someone was whispering about her dad. She nearly punched a girl in the nose. As they reached the platform, people started yelling. "Shut up, you stupid gits!" She shouted while walking alongside her family. Her father handed her bags to someone. She kissed his cheek and gave him a hearty hug. "I'm going to miss you daddy." She said, giving him her cute eyes. He kissed her forehead. "I'm going to miss you too, princess." He said before waving goodbye and she boarded the train. She couldn't find a compartment without Slytherins torturing someone so she decided to sit with Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. She stood hesitantly in the doorway with her owl, Kelso. "Mind if I sit here Lainey?" She asked the Scamander girl politely, giving her a kind smile.

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                                        x_x_xMiranda slid down her shades as she stepped out of the large, white limo. She gave her mother air kisses before the woman stepped back into the vehicle and they sped away, leaving her there with her designer bags. She sighed, and slid her phone out from her pocket. There was no service. Ugh. She ran her fingers through her perfectly straight, perfectly silky-smooth hair. She saw her two best friends arrive. "Bella, Lizzie! Over here!" She waved. They ignored her. She rolled her eyes, and turned on her heel to get to the cabin. She opened the door and stepped inside. It was just the way it was the summer before. Covered with posters of her mother - Raina Burns. She peeked under her mattress. Her camp diary was still there. She heard the creak of the door open then the slam of it closing. She looked up and took her sunglasses off. "Mitchie?" She asked wide-eyed. She didn't expect to see the girl again after what had happened the previous summer. She had been a jerk to all her friends and made a fool of herself at the final jam. She hugged the girl, before quickly releasing her. "Mitchie, we're friends, right?" She asked, and the girl nodded. "Good. Because Lizzie and Bella aren't talking to me, and I don't blame them. I was a jerk last year and I am so sorry about what I did with the bracelet. And I'm going to apologize to Caitlin, too." She said, before glancing out the window to aviod eye contact. She made it with some really hot guy. "Who is that?" She asked, her jaw dropping. Mitchie stared too. He gave her a grin and waved before she looked away with cheeks rosy.

                                        It was dinner time, the first dinner of the summer. That meant it was indoor jam. Not to mention that Miranda signed up. Lola was so amazing the year before, but of course she didn't admit it. She looked great in her denim shorts and white camisole with a pair of black ballet flats. She hugged her black sweatshirt close and clutched her bracelet. Her eyes fluttered open. It was her turn to sing. She took the microphone from the previous performer and nodded to the dj to start playing. She stood in her position and scanned the crowd. He was there. "Makin' my way downtown, walkin' fast, faces pass and I'm homebound." She sang sweetly into the microphone. "Staring blankly ahead, just makin' my way, making a way through the crowd." She sang. She breathed heavily as the song ended three minutes later. She was a hit. So far. Miranda sat down to finish her dinner then ran back to the cabin. She hadn't sung in so long. She took her diary and started writing. Here I am, once again
                                        feeling lost but now and then


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                                    based on -- our imagination and love for harry potter !
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