Give Em Hell

1. The last first day

*The image is what I imagine Jaylins (my main character) vibe to be like. Also, TW, slight relationship abuse after the line ""Right" they all said in unison clearly eyeing each other once more.". Feel free to skip the chapter after that line :)*

I slam my hand on my alarm clock, dreading getting out of bed. Grabbing my blankets tighter as I held onto the warmth they carried before sliding out, my feet landing on my grey rug. I stretched intensely before heading to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

Walking out of my room and down the hall, I could see my mom sitting in her craft room.

"Goodmorning," I said with a faint smile.

"Goodmorning Jaylin!" she waved, glue in hand.

I lean my head in to ask, "Whatcha makin?".

"No idea" laughing she lifted up a sloppy masterpiece of paper-machete roses and splattered ink.

"That's actually kinda cool"

"Kinda cool? Not the motivation I was looking for"

"Sorryyyyy" I walked into the bathroom giggling.

I brushed my teeth and headed back to my room

I have no idea what to wear.

I slap my hands on to my face, sliding them down with a sigh. I walked to my dresser in the right corner of my room. I slid open a drawer and pulled out my favorite pair of my high-wasted light wash jeans, holes shredded into them perfectly. I pivoted to my closet next to my dresser.

Shoving my shirts back and forth, I finally settled on a baggy Grateful Dead tie-dye crewneck. Tucking the front of my shirt into my pants, as I slid on a plain black belt.

I sat at my desk and opened my laptop to play some music. Opening my desk drawer to pull out my makeup. I begin adding primer, foundation, and so on. As I started mascara my phone began buzzing.

"Hello?" I say to the caller, continuing to swipe my lashes.

"GOODMORNING JAY-BIRD!" two voices rang in unison as I recognized the ever so obnoxious laughter of the Weasleys, George and Fred.

"Goodmorning boys," I chuckle at their booming laughter coming from the phone. "I'm assuming you're both ready to start your last first day at Hogwarts?"

"What makes you think that?" George rang in sarcastically. "Was it the goodmorning part? Or the Jay-bird part?" Fred chimed in using the same tone as his twin.

"Oh shut it you two," we all began laughing.

"You still okay with us picking you up today?" a smile forming on my face, "of course Freddie!".

"We'll be there at half past 7, don't be late Missy" George finished the call using a stern voice, I imagined him waving his finger at the phone causing me to burst into laughter as the phone beeped.

I quickly finished my makeup and rushed throughout my room grabbing any last minute items. I checked my luggage too many times to keep up with.

If anything I overpacked for safety measures.

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"Darling, the Weasleys are here!" my mom yelled from across the house.

Mrs. Weasley allowed the boys to take the flying car to school as long as once they picked me up, I drove it the rest of the way. My mother strongly agreed with that.

"Coming!" I hastily grabbed all my things doing one last scan of my room before zooming to the front door.

I dropped my luggage once I saw my two favorite redheads standing at the door talking to my mom. George wore slightly baggy khaki pants with a beige sweater and white collared shirt underneath while Fred beared the same outfit only his sweater was red.