Riddle Me This

Everything Sucks

"Princess, wake up." I heard a voice say. I frowned in my sleep and rolled over, before realizing I had rolled onto someone.

What the fuck?

I opened my eyes to see Isaak under me. He smiled slightly.

"I could get used to this view," He said as I sat up, still on him.

"Shut up," I said. I rolled my eyes and got off of him.

"Do you remember last night?" He asked me.

"I remember beating Milicent's ass." I said, combing my fingers through my hair. "How's my face look?"

"It's pretty fucked up," He said. I snorted.

"Wow, how kind of you, Ravenclaw." I said and I pulled my hair back with my hands. It was a little longer than how I liked it.

"You're so sarcastic," Isaak said as he splashed water on his face in the bathroom.

"That's why you like me so much," I said, opening the door to leave. What day was it? Did I have class today? Ah, fuck it. I'm gonna need to sleep off this hangover.

"Are you leaving?" Isaak asked me, frowning slightly.

"Yeah, I have shit to do and shittier questions to answer." I rolled my eyes and waved to him, closing the door behind me.

I opened the door to my dorm room to find Milicent sitting on Clemence's bed along with Gianna. Clemence was standing by her closet hanging up some blouses.

"Pansy? Are you here?" I called out into the room. I looked at the calendar she hung on the wall by her desk, it was Sunday.

"Yeah, just doing my makeup in the bathroom!" She called from the closed door. I looked to the girls on the furthest bed, who were now whispering and staring at me. I was pleased to see Milicent's face was still pretty fucked.

"Okay, I'm going to pick out something from your closet, is that okay?" I asked, walking over to her closet.

"Yeah sure, just none of the green ones please, I'm going to do something to those today!" She called back. She was always doing things to her clothes. The green dresses she was talking about used to be yellow sheets. I open her closet door and peer inside the mess of clothes.

"Clean your closet, bitch!" I yelled in the direction of the door, I could hear her laughing along with me.

"Wear my denim outfit you love! You know the one! I'll adjust the color when I get out." I heard her call again from behind the door.

I pulled out her cropped denim jacket with the matching ripped skirt along with the white crop top we always wear with it. It was one of those outfits where you could chose the color you wanted to wear that day. The last time Pansy wore this, she wore it pitch black with the white top under it. I go behind the changing screen, usually we don't bother with it because we're comfortable around each other, but ever since Clemence came around, we've been using it more.

When I stepped out from behind it, Pansy had already come out and was sitting at her desk waiting to change the color for me.

"What color do you want?" She asked, ignoring the trio of bitches sitting only a few feet away from her.

"I was thinking I'd go full out girl and do a light pink." I said, putting in gold hoop earrings.

"Pastel, Umbitch, or Baby?" She asked me and I laughed.

"Pastel please." She changed the color and went back to the homework at her desk. I turned around and put on my flats before I left our dorm, going into the common room when I smacked into someone at the bottom of the stairs. I looked to see it was Octavia.