so-as authors do-i reread my fic, poyw rewrite, that i wrote in 2020. and-im not happy with it-so! i decided to revise it! just D1 tho, I'm happy with D2 and D3, so enjoy Rewrite V2~!!
This book continues into Shuffle playlist(D2) and that continues...
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All too soon it was Sunday, and the vks were getting ready in their dorms. Harry sniffed down at the fitted button-up Evie had made for him-the dark grey fabric decorated with red swirling designs. Harry sighed, sliding the shirt on and buttoning it up-pushing the hem into his jeans and rolling up the sleeves slightly.
"Evie keeps outdoing herself," Gil muttered from the other end of the room-putting on the soft blue long-sleeve Evie had made for him over another long-sleeve orange shirt. Harry hummed in agreement, putting on his black vans(a gift from Ben) and all his bracelets, making sure his gold shell bracelet was secure before he got to work on his hair-brushing it to the side with half his bangs curling into his eyes.
He smirked at himself, clicking his tongue with a wink. Damn, he looked good. Grabbing his phone and wallet, Harry turned-waiting for Gil to be finished before heading to the door and opening it-his knees almost buckling at what he saw across the hall.
Because there you were, wearing a loose half-open button-up that was tucked into your pants, the ruby necklace he had gifted you hanging from your neck along with a few other silver chains, and a pair of heeled boots that accented your legs. You smiled at him and Harry held onto the door frame-unable to keep his eyes off you.
Oh, he was doomed-he was so fucking doomed. "wow," Harry said instead, his voice raspy. You laughed, strutting up to him and straightening his collar. "not so bad yourself, pirate" you muttered, kissing his chin which made him giggle. "we all ready?" you asked, nodding as the two boys nodded, taking Harry's hand and walking with them to the gardens-meeting up with the other four Vk's and overlooking the garden party, a group of Auradon kids singing a-weirdly acapella- rap version of be our guest.
You cringed and Harry giggled, squeezing your hand. "Do me a favor and make me deaf so I never have to hear this again," you grumbled and Harry shook his head, leaning down to whisper something in your ear. "if I did tha'-ye wouldn't be able ta hear me anymore~" he purred, giggling as you shoved him away with a fond grin.
You looked over the crowd again, seeing nearly every student from Auradon prep with their families-easily able to pick out the 'big' ones from above. You could see Audrey's grandma and parents, Chad's parents and grandfather, Jane with her mom, and Fergus with his mother, uncles, and grandparents.
You took Harry's hand, leading him and Gil down into the garden and towards the food tables-gesturing for them to indulge themselves as they wished-Harry immediately went for the cinnamon rolls while Gil found the fruit table-happily grabbing some grapes and orange slices.
"I think we stand out," Harry muttered from over your shoulder when he returned-and you nodded with a laugh. The two of you were dressed very dark compared to anyone else, but you really didn't have any clothes that screamed 'fancy garden party' so Ben just asked you to dress nice instead.
