Bad Romance

Reading Material

-From your POV-

By the time we pull into the station at school, I had gotten to page 232. I folded down a corner of the page and shoved it into my briefcase as soon as I got it out of the overhead bin. I feel someone bump into my back and I take a deep breath before turning around. Unfortunately, something I did pick up from my mother's crappy genetics was a quick temper. After calming down quickly, I turn around to see a stupid tall brunette boy. None other than Tom Riddle himself. "Sorry." he says insincerely.

"Watch where you're going idiot." I tell him before closing my overhead.

"Whatever you say sociopath." he responds while taking his stuff out of a nearby overhead.

"I've got a snake you can charm you moron." I tell him before walking off. I hear some type of snicker from behind me and assume it's him being the jackass he is. Aria was already off the train so she was waiting for me.

"Why the hold up?" she asks me.

"We've been here for what? Three minutes? And Riddle has already taken it upon himself to be an ass already." I explain to her. She just shakes her head and we make our way to the dorms. Since we're on the older side of students, we had to share a room with fewer students (thankfully) and since Aria's last name was Sarpa, we were always grouped together because of alphabetical order. We were pleased to find out this year that we didn't have to share the room with anyone else. The year before that, we had a four person room and the year before that, six teenage girls in one room. Never have I ever wanted to put a curse on someone's entire bloodline so badly. We started laughing to ourselves in relief when we stepped into our room after finding out it was just the two of us. We pick our beds and plop our bags down and start unpacking. I take out my record player and vinyls and set them up on the top of my dresser before using a spell to turn them back to normal size. I put all my clothes neatly into the dresser drawers and then tuck my dad's book under my pillow before sliding my two empty suitcases under my bed.

"Music?" Aria suggests. Another reason why we got along so well was because we had similar taste in music. I smile and nod and stand up to pick out a record.

"Any requests?" I ask her. She thinks for a minute.

"Let's stir up a ruckus on the first day." she starts.

"A scheme. I like where this is going." I reply.

"Something loud. Old rock." she puts her hand on her chin and then snaps her fingers. "Put on that one Elton song, The Bitch is Back.". I smile and nod my head. Her and I love Elton John and over the summer, we went to one of his concerts in London. I flip through the stack quickly and pick it out and place it in the player. I turn up the volume loud enough that Aria and I can barely hear each other singing along.

We were enjoying ourselves until we were interrupted by a tall figure standing in our doorway. We didn't close the door because our plan was to play it loud enough for the whole floor to hear it. Tom Riddle. Of course. He was standing in the doorway with an annoyed expression. I looked at him and my dance stopped and my smile quickly faded. I saw his mouth moving but the music was so loud that I couldn't hear him. I'm sure that even if I could hear him, I would not care. So I just started dancing again and lip syncing along with Elton. "I'm a bitch! I'm a bitch! Oh the bitch is back!" I shouted along. He rolls his eyes and walks into the room and turns the volume knob on the player down. "Pfffft. Party pooper." I say.

"Not everyone on the floor wants to hear your concert, Sorcier." he tells me annoyed.

"I think you're wrong. I have quite the lovely singing voice you know?" I joke. Aria rolls her eyes and then laughs. She was now flipping through some magazines she had brought with her from home.