Skyla Grace and her Little Group of Followers

First Day; First Impressions

Hey peoples! 

I don't think anyone understands how much I love writing this parody. It may most likely be crap but everyday I get new ideas on what to do with it and it's going to be awesome. I had the epilogue idea finished but now I'm like I'll think I'll make it longer because I thought of this awesome idea!

WHOOOOOOO

I'm kinda wondering should I post it on my @IAmGeorge page because I only have a few fans on this profile but I have 105 ABSOLUTELY AMAZING fans on @IAmGeorge. I'm in a bit of a cucumber.

Anyway if you are one of the three people who read this story I LOVE YOU (I'm the first person, Fred BETTER be the second person and you awesome person reading this due to your awesomeness are number 3. And I love you)

Any who.

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Chapter 3: First Day; First Impressions.

 Have you ever woken up one morning and just thought. 

"Hey, waking up. Sucks."

Yeah. It really does. Obviously the whole world hates me so it has decided to disturb my awesomeness by making it morning. It's just rude.

I was woken up to the sound of Evans getting ready for class. Man that girl is such an ass. And not just her appearance. Oh, that was mean. I don't know what James' sees in her. I mean, I'm so much more amazinger than she will ever be. Ahh well, I guess you can't have them all. I'll just have to settle for 99.99999%. Sigh.

She stomped her way noisily over to my bed. This girl was just begging for an ass-whopping.

"Sorry if I woke you Skyla. Have you seen a blue quill with a silver nib. It seems I've misplaced it," she basically shouted into my ear.

"No and I'm going to kill you, Evans. Wake me up again and that quill of your will be shoved so far up your ass, you'll be able to taste ink," I hissed at her before burying my head into my favourite goose-feather pillow.

She sighed before marching her way down the stairs. She sounded like a bloody elephant. Looked like one too. Oh, I am on a roll and it's not even seven in the morning. I love being so talented.

I got up out of bed and made my way over to Danny, who was sleeping soundly. I got in beside her and hugged her. She shifted, her eyes fluttering open.

"Danny, why won't you sleep with me," I teased whispering into her ear.

"I promised my Mum I'd wait for marriage," she joked back. I huffed turning my back to her. 

"C'mon Sky, we better get up," she sighed getting out of bed.

"No!" I whined pulling the covers over my head.

"Ok but then I'm going to look better than you today," she smirked.

I sat straight up in the bed before running straight over to my suitcases.

"Hell no!" I screeched looking for something to wear. No way was my bitch going to upstage me!

I picked out a black high waisted skirt, a strappy cream top with that said 'Je T'Aime' and had an ice cream on the front, my Gryffindor tie tied loosely around my neck and a pair of gold Louboutin's. I looked like a smexy goddess. As I do.

Danny was full dressed wearing shorts with laces, a black and white crop top and laced up high heel boots with an open toe. Ha I win, she didn't look as good as me.