Chapter eight

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Great, I was standing there alone. She really left me for Potter. This was supposed to be OUR night, not hers and Potter's. I was glad that no one asked her. I knew I shouldn't, she was really upset, but I wanted from the beginning on her to be my date, but I couldn't just have asked her. We are having this I hate you friendship.

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I could see her coming back. She didn't look happy.

"Sorry for leaving you" as you should.

It was an honor to be there with me, but since she looked upset I didn't tell her that.

"It's fine" I smiled at her.

"Are you sure? I know that you are getting mad easily" I was offended.

"It's really fine, don't worry" no, it was not fine.

As she smiled at me and took my hand I couldn't be still mad at her.

As the champions walked in I looked furious at Potter. I really hated him.

"Stop that" she whispered.

I rolled my eyes and l looked on the floor. It was hilarious to see Potter dancing. He was so bad. I wanted to laugh, but Celia was next to me.

Celia walked a step and she was in front of me and I couldn't see anything. She was taller. This was so embarrassing. The girl was supposed to be tinier than the boy. I was mad again. She shouldn't have worn high heels. She already was in the everyday life not even an inch tinier and now she was wearing heels.

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