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Maxilocks · 01-15-2010, 04:13 PM

{Last week of} August, 2070.

You will not believe what happened.

Woke up at four in the morning. Knock at the window. I was kind of not-pleased to have been woken by the sound, because I was in the middle of this dream where ~~Dylan~~ Denver gifted me a HUGE high heel and, of course, I wanted to wear the High Heel, and check it out.

But that NOISE! It woke me up. I pushed off the blankets, switched on a light, rolled up the blind to let the owl in -- and saw that it was a letter from Hogwarts.

I had expected one for quite a while now, but certainly not at four in the morning. That owl shoulda rested till after dawn, maybe found a girlfriend or a plastic dukie to play with or something, and not woken me up. But that is quite beside the point, because GUESS WHAT?

When I opened the envelope, this little metallic thing fell out. It was really shiny and red-and-gold and – MY GOD, I am a prefect!

Prefect for Gryffindor!

Which side of the bed did I wake up on, today? I mean, I HAVE received a badge before. Quidditch Captain, last term. But honestly, I did not expect this. THIS! It certainly made my day. Well, night technically, because it was not even dawn, then.

Well, I dropped the envelope, I was that surprised. Rushed out of my bedroom, barrelled my way into mum and dad’s room, and jumped on their sofa until they both woke up in a fright. Told them the awesome news. Mum just rolled her eyes and said, “It’s four in the morning, Golden. Let me sleep, will you, sweetheart?”

I told her not to call me Golden, because I hate that nickname.

It’s not even a proper nickname.

But they WERE in a better mood, at breakfast. Mum cooked me this special meal of floaty omelettes, and dad told me I can have a new cellphone, if I want one. Told him I want a new cellphone AND a new iPod.

He said, “The number you have dialled is not responding. Please try again next year.” Then he had a good laugh over his own joke, and I chucked a softish tennis ball at him.

--- and no, that is not all.

My day had an even BIGGER surprise in store for me and, to be honest, this one was not nice. I paid Madame Primpernelle’s a visit, because I wanted to check out a new shampoo and DENVER stepped in, when I was halfway through a conversation with Brody Summers. His GIRLFRIEND, Brody Summers.

Tried to whisk myself out of sight, but he saw me.

He told me I looked lovely. WHAT THE HECK? I’m pretty, I have awesome hair, and I have the best taste in high heels – how in the name of Merlin’s pinktoe can I not look lovely? Still, it felt sort of nice to be complimented and – no wait, it did NOT feel nice to be complimented by ~~Dylan~~ Denver.

He is a jerk.

JERK.

… and then.

Brody introduced ~~Dylan~~ Denver to this friends of hers who was there, Xanderman-something-or-the-other. Said Dylan was her "friend." It surprised me that Brody did not call him her boyfriend, and I had to say, "Your boyfriend, you mean." What happened next - - - totally stunned me.

Dylan broke up with her.

Yes.

Told her "I need to talk to you about that. I don't think it is working out." You would think she would be stunned, at least demand a reason, but she took it in her stride. Let him know, in fact, that she was a McKenna, which meant she got to break up with him, and certainly not the other way round. He pointed out that he had already broken up with her, that he does not care who she is, and that, most importantly, he is a Denver.

<insert stunned me>

You would think I would be happy, because he had the nerve to kiss Brody Summers – BRODY! – in front of me. But, to be honest, Littleredhead, I was not. I tried to sort of patch them up, but the plan totally fizzled – both accused the other of flirtation and, in the end, Brody left, in something of a rage, with Xander.

… and it turned out, of course, that that wasn’t the end of things.

Because now I had to face ~~Dylan~~ Denver.

I managed to make some sort of small talk, until he mentioned he likes someone else. HOW DARE HE? He is, of course, free to like anyone he wants to, but HOW DARE HE TELL ME THAT? How DARE he feel for someone else, when I am there? Not that I care. I mean, it’s not like ~~Dylan~~ Denver’s hot or anything but – HOW DARE HE?

I wanted to grab him by the collar and shake him, hard, but he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me kind of … close. I told him I don’t like breakups. Or him.

He replied that he doesn’t like breakups or me, either.

Told him to let go of me, if he does not like me. He pointed out that I do not like him either, but had still not let go of him. UGH! That made me mad, trust you me. I let him know that, too. Bottom line? I told him I would grab my shampoo stuff another day, and left him.

I kind of kissed him on the cheek.

Umm ... He called me Goldilocks. That’s such a sweet nickname but, of course, I hate ~~Dylan~~ Denver. HATE him.

This has been such a hectic day.

SUCH a hectic day.

Things to do:

♥ Hug new badge.
♥ Write to Sachie about the BIG news. SQUEE!
♥ Stop thinking of ~~Dylan~~ Denver.
♥ Order dinner.

01-15-2010, 04:13 PM	#95 (permalink)
Maxilocks SS Featured Author Türk Bilgini Bugbear Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: {in a leap of faith} Posts: 31,791 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sarani Glass Graduated x12	♥ Mrs. Itachi Uchiha™ & MAJNOO! : Bleach & Kyo & Natsume ♥ [ Maxh!Jesh ] {Last week of} August, 2070. You will not believe what happened. Woke up at four in the morning. Knock at the window. I was kind of not-pleased to have been woken by the sound, because I was in the middle of this dream where ~~Dylan~~ Denver gifted me a HUGE high heel and, of course, I wanted to wear the High Heel, and check it out. But that NOISE! It woke me up. I pushed off the blankets, switched on a light, rolled up the blind to let the owl in -- and saw that it was a letter from Hogwarts. I had expected one for quite a while now, but certainly not at four in the morning. That owl shoulda rested till after dawn, maybe found a girlfriend or a plastic dukie to play with or something, and not woken me up. But that is quite beside the point, because GUESS WHAT? When I opened the envelope, this little metallic thing fell out. It was really shiny and red-and-gold and – MY GOD, I am a prefect! Prefect for Gryffindor! Which side of the bed did I wake up on, today? I mean, I HAVE received a badge before. Quidditch Captain, last term. But honestly, I did not expect this. THIS! It certainly made my day. Well, night technically, because it was not even dawn, then. Well, I dropped the envelope, I was that surprised. Rushed out of my bedroom, barrelled my way into mum and dad’s room, and jumped on their sofa until they both woke up in a fright. Told them the awesome news. Mum just rolled her eyes and said, “It’s four in the morning, Golden. Let me sleep, will you, sweetheart?” I told her not to call me Golden, because I hate that nickname. It’s not even a proper nickname. But they WERE in a better mood, at breakfast. Mum cooked me this special meal of floaty omelettes, and dad told me I can have a new cellphone, if I want one. Told him I want a new cellphone AND a new iPod. He said, “The number you have dialled is not responding. Please try again next year.” Then he had a good laugh over his own joke, and I chucked a softish tennis ball at him. --- and no, that is not all. My day had an even BIGGER surprise in store for me and, to be honest, this one was not nice. I paid Madame Primpernelle’s a visit, because I wanted to check out a new shampoo and DENVER stepped in, when I was halfway through a conversation with Brody Summers. His GIRLFRIEND, Brody Summers. Tried to whisk myself out of sight, but he saw me. He told me I looked lovely. WHAT THE HECK? I’m pretty, I have awesome hair, and I have the best taste in high heels – how in the name of Merlin’s pinktoe can I not look lovely? Still, it felt sort of nice to be complimented and – no wait, it did NOT feel nice to be complimented by ~~Dylan~~ Denver. He is a jerk. JERK. … and then. Brody introduced ~~Dylan~~ Denver to this friends of hers who was there, Xanderman-something-or-the-other. Said Dylan was her "friend." It surprised me that Brody did not call him her boyfriend, and I had to say, "Your boyfriend, you mean." What happened next - - - totally stunned me. Dylan broke up with her. Yes. Told her "I need to talk to you about that. I don't think it is working out." You would think she would be stunned, at least demand a reason, but she took it in her stride. Let him know, in fact, that she was a McKenna, which meant she got to break up with him, and certainly not the other way round. He pointed out that he had already broken up with her, that he does not care who she is, and that, most importantly, he is a Denver. <insert stunned me> You would think I would be happy, because he had the nerve to kiss Brody Summers – BRODY! – in front of me. But, to be honest, Littleredhead, I was not. I tried to sort of patch them up, but the plan totally fizzled – both accused the other of flirtation and, in the end, Brody left, in something of a rage, with Xander. … and it turned out, of course, that that wasn’t the end of things. Because now I had to face ~~Dylan~~ Denver. I managed to make some sort of small talk, until he mentioned he likes someone else. HOW DARE HE? He is, of course, free to like anyone he wants to, but HOW DARE HE TELL ME THAT? How DARE he feel for someone else, when I am there? Not that I care. I mean, it’s not like ~~Dylan~~ Denver’s hot or anything but – HOW DARE HE? I wanted to grab him by the collar and shake him, hard, but he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me kind of … close. I told him I don’t like breakups. Or him. He replied that he doesn’t like breakups or me, either. Told him to let go of me, if he does not like me. He pointed out that I do not like him either, but had still not let go of him. UGH! That made me mad, trust you me. I let him know that, too. Bottom line? I told him I would grab my shampoo stuff another day, and left him. I kind of kissed him on the cheek. Umm ... He called me Goldilocks. That’s such a sweet nickname but, of course, I hate ~~Dylan~~ Denver. HATE him. This has been such a hectic day. SUCH a hectic day. Things to do: ♥ Hug new badge. ♥ Write to Sachie about the BIG news. SQUEE! ♥ Stop thinking of ~~Dylan~~ Denver. ♥ Order dinner.