My Immortal (Abducted by Grammar Nazis)

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

AN: I SED STUP FLAMMING! if u do den ur a fuken prep! fangz 2 raven 4 da help n stuf. u rok! n ur nut a prep. fangz for muh sewter! ps da oder eson dumbeldor swor is koz he trin 2 be gofik so der!

{Trans: I said stop flaming! If you do then you’re a f***ing prep! Thanks to Raven for the help and stuff! You rock! And you’re not a prep. Thanks for my sweater! PS: The other reason Dumbledore swore is because he turned to be gothic so there!}

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I woke up the next day in my coffin. I walked out of it and put on some black eyeliner, black eye shadow, blood-bed lipstick, and a black really low-cut leather dress that was ripped in stripes so you could see my belly. I was wearing a skull belly ring with black and red diamonds inside it.

The night before Draco and I went back to the school. Dumbledore chased Voldemort away. We flew there on our brooms. Mine was black and the broom-stuff was blood-red {Ha-ha. I kept that for a reason.}. There was lace all over it. Draco had a black MCR boom. We went back to our rooms and we had you-know-what to a Linkin Park song.

Well anyway I went down to the Great Hall. There all the walls were painted black and the tables were black too. But you could see that there was pink paint underneath the black paint. And there were posters of poser bands everywhere, like Ashlee Simpson and The Backstreet Boys.

“What the f***!” I shouted, going to sit next to Bloody Mary and Willow. Bloody Mary was wearing a black leather mini dress with a Good Charlotte t-shirt, black fishnets and black pointy boots. Willow was wearing a long gothic black dress with blood red writing that was lacy and came up to her thighs, and black boots and fishnets. Vampire, Dracula and Draco came. We started to talk about who was sexier, Mikey, Gerard Way, or Billie Joe Armstrong. The boys joined in because they were bisexual.

“Those guys are so f***ing hot.” Neville was saying as a gothic old man with a black beard came. He was the same one who had chased away Voldemort yesterday. He had normal tan skin but he was wearing white foundation and he had dyed his hair black.

“Dumbledore?!” we all gasped.

“What the f***?” I shouted angrily. “I thought he was just wearing that to scare Voldemort!”

“Hello everyone.” he said happily. “As you can see, I gave the room a makeover. What do you think about it?”

Everyone from the poser table in Griffindor started to cheer. We goths just looked at each other disgusted and shook our heads. We couldn’t believe what a poser he was!.

“By the way, you can call me Albus.” He called as we left to our classes.

“What a f***ing poser!” Draco shouted angrily as we to Transfiguration. We were holding hands. Vampire looked really jealous. I could see him crying blood in a gothic way (geddit, way lik Gerard) {Trans: Get it? Way like Gerard? (WE GET IT!!)} but I didn’t say anything. “I bet he’s having a mid-life crisis!” Willow shouted.

I was so f***ing angry.