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Six Houses Down ♥ p o s t 3


"An hour!" I cried. "One. Hour."
My mom had said yes to me going to the beach with Nathan. So I guess that's that. One problem solved.
I groaned. I was nervous.
I threw off the tank top and bra I had on, replacing it with a bikini top that was yellow and had sky-blue stripes that tied at the back of my neck. I tossed off the shorts and Converse and put on bikini bottoms that matched the top. I went into my closet and grabbed some jean shorts. I grabbed a different tank top -- a pale-purple one -- and put it on.
I out and in front of the full-length mirror that stood next to my closet door. I looked my reflection over. I bit my lip. I didn't look that great.
I looked at the clock. One forty-five. I had to meet Nate in fifteen minutes.
I exhaled.
I slipped on my black flip-flops and sat on my bed. I grabbed the hairbrush that sat on my bed and brushed my hair. Only five minutes had passed.
I grabbed a makeup-remover cloth I used to get oil and stuff out of my skin and wiped my face. It removed the little makeup I had on, but that's okay. I would be in the water, anyway.
Five more minutes had passed. I decided to leave.
I walked downstairs, shouted, "Bye, Mom!" and stepped out the door. I shut it behind me and started walking.

"Once there was an ugly barnacle, he was so ugly everyone died.
The end."

- Patrick Star

"roses are blue, violets are red,
i have to go to the bathroom."

- Patrick Star

Six Houses Down ♥ p o s t  2


A boy with jet black hair that hung over his eyes emerged from the old residence. He had surprising pale skin, polar opposite the tan I'd thought about all Californians - well, at least the ones that lived near beach - had. When he got closer I noticed he had bright, grass green eyes.
"Hi," he dazzled me with a sparkling smile. "I'm Nathan. Nathan Silver. You're new, right? Mom told me there were some people moving in around..."
"Nice to meet you, Nathan. Yeah, I am. My name's Bethany Stiles."
"You can call me Nate, by the way. Nice to meet ya, Bethany."
"You can call me Bette, or Beth," I added, a bit too anxious-sounding. I smiled awkwardly.
He just laughed.
I smiled again, relieved this time. I was glad he was a little more laid-back.
"So, wanna do something?"
"Like what?"
"Oh, I don't know... Would you want to see if we can go to the beach or something?"
"Um... Sure," I grinned.
"Awesome! I'll ask my mom, you ask yours. Change into your swimsuit if she says yes. We can meet back here at two. That alright?" he smiled again.
"Yeah, yeah," I said, "that's fine."
"Great. At two?"
"At two," I confirmed.
"Later!" he smiled once more.
We both turned and walked back to our houses.

Six Houses Down ♥ p o s t 1


The move from state-to-state had been… odd, to say the least. At least it was to me.

We had suddenly went from the rainy forests of Washington to the sunny beaches of California. I wasn’t used to the new weather conditions, obviously. I didn’t like them much either.

I liked the smell of wet pine trees when I stepped outside to get on the bus. I loved the smell of rain, and the sound it made when it hit the rooftop at night. I was used to the calming sound lulling me to sleep, but I guess that would be over now. For a few years, I would say.

We had only lived in California for two days, but we were already unpacked. I decided to look around the neighborhood.

“Mom!” I called as I slipped on my bright red low-cut Converse. “I’m going to go outside!”

“Alright!” I heard her call back from the den below.

I was wearing sky blue shorts that were half-thigh length, and loose. I pulled my white tank top down a hair.

I stepped outside into the sunshine, closing the door gently behind me, even though there was really no need to. I started walking on the sidewalk. The houses were pretty to my right, and to my left. A red brick one here, an old cottage one there, a modern-looking one with peeling yellow paint over yonder. Every house had it’s own unique definition of beauty.

I came up to one house that was different from the others. Its color was actually a light grey. It looked old and uninhabited. So, of course, I thought no one lived there, that it was just abandoned.

That is, until the door opened.

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Anabeth entered, “Hey, sleepyhead!”

“Hi, Ana,” I grinned.

“Almost the-ere!” she sing-songed.

“Yep.”

My stomach turned as the train stopped.

I sighed and stepped up on the seat. I tossed my purse down to the floor, got the smaller suitcase and placed it on the seat.

“Anabeth,” I said in an accidentally whiny voice, “can you help me with this?”

“Sure!”

She got on the other side and we eventually got the big suitcase down together. It was then that I only just noticed that her suitcases were by the door.

“Okay, well, I guess we should get going,” Anabeth said. She left and I followed.

I dragged my luggage down the steps and Anabeth had found someone who was supposed to take our luggage. We gave our luggage away and got on a boat with a boy named Caine Showroar. He had sleek jet black hair, a color not unlike my own. He had golden eyes, very different than my violet ones. Anabeth tried to make small talk.

“Hi!” she smiled.

“Hello…” he answered.

“I’m Anabeth Tibbitt! And you are?” she tried.

“Caine Showroar.”

“Nice to meet you, Caine! This is my friend Francesca Maxley.”

He turned to me and looked me up and down. I raised an eyebrow as he said, “Hey.”

“Um, hi,” I replied simply.

It was then we had to get off.

 

All first years entered the Great Hall the same way: nervous and excited.
Speech said, stool out, sorted started.

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“Ohmigod, Fran!” I heard Anabeth. The door slid open and I heard again the shriek of “Fran! Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine -- ugh,” I added when I looked at my hand and saw blood.

“Fran, your nose is bleeding! Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine.” I covered my nose with my hand and walked inside.

“Sit, sit!” She patted the only empty seat.

“No, you go ahead.”

“I insist!”

“Fine,” I sit and pinch the bridge of my nose. “Ugh,” I groaned again.

I looked around and saw four other people staring at me. There was Annabelle, a girl with long, wavy, golden blonde hair, a boy with messy light brown hair, and a girl with half-neck length curly hair, identical to the color of the boy’s next to her.

“Guys, this is Francesca… Francesca…” she thought for a moment. “What is your last name, Francesca?”

“Maxley.”

“Francesca Maxley,” Anabeth smiled, though she had just been panicking over a bIoody nose.

“Um, hi, Francesca,” the boy spoke up, “I’m Matthew Farr.”

“Hiya,” Golden-Hair said, “I’m Holly Charles.” She grinned.

“I’m Anna Farr,” the last girl smiled. Her dark yet bright blue eyes sparkled.

“Nice to meet you all.”

“You, too,” they said in unison.

“Sorry this had to be the condition you met me in…” I apologized awkwardly.

Holly was the only to laugh.

“No one cares, Francesca,” Annabelle said.

“Well I’m going -- Nice to meet you all!” I smiled and left.

I walked back to my compartment, laid down, and slept.

 

When I awoke, Hogwarts was in sight. Unusually frantic with no need to be, I went out and changed into my robes. 

MY GUY SIDE:
You love hoodies. [x]
You love jeans. [x]
Dogs are better than cats. [x]
It's hilarious when people get hurt. []
You've played with/against boys on a team. []
Shopping is torture. []
Sad movies suck. []
You own/ed an X-Box. []
Played with Hot wheel cars as a kid. [x]
At some point in time you wanted to be a fire-fighter. []
You own/ed a DS, PS2 or Sega. []
You used to be obsessed with Power Rangers. []
You watch sports on TV. []
Gory movies are cool. [x]
You go to your dad for advice. []
You own like a trillion baseball caps. []
You like going to high school football games. []
You used to/do collect football/baseball cards. []
Baggy pants are cool to wear. []
It's kinda weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people. []
Green, black, red, blue, or silver are one of your favourite colours.[x]
You love to go crazy and not care what people think. [x]
You think sports are fun. []
Talk with food in your mouth. [x]
Sleep with your socks on at night. []
Total: 8
 
MY GIRL SIDE:
You wear lip gloss/stick. [x]
You love to shop. [x]
You wear eyeliner. [x]
You wear the colour pink. []
Go to your mom for advice. []
You consider cheerleading a sport. []
You hate wearing the colour black. []
You like hanging out at the mall. [x]
You like getting manicures and/or pedicures. []
You like wearing jewellery. []
Skirts are a big part of your wardrobe. []
Shopping is one of your favourite hobbies. []
You don't like the movie Star Wars. [x]
You were in gymnastics/dance. []
It takes you around/ more one hour to shower, get dressed, and make-up. [x]
You smile a lot more than you should. []
You have more than 10 pairs of shoes. []
You care about what you look like. [x]
You like wearing dresses when you can. []
You like wearing body spray/perfume/cologne. [x]
You love the movies. [x]
Used to play with dolls as little kid. [x]
Like putting make-up on someone else for the joy/joke of it. [x]
Like being the star of everything. []
Total: 11
 
 
 
WHAT AM I?
 
PREP
You own a cell phone. [x]
You own something from Abercrombie. []
You own something from pacsun. []
You own something from Hollister. [x]
You own something from American Eagle. []
You love/like going to the mall. [x]
You own an iPod/MP3 player. [x]
You love Starbucks. []
You have been called a brat. []
You hate buying things that are on sale. []
You have more than one house. []
Total: 4
 
GOTHIC
Black is one of your favourite colours. [x]
You have thought about death. []
You wear chains. []
You like heavy metal. []
You've shopped at Hot Topic. [x]
You have worn black lipstick. []
Your hair was/is dark. [x]
You dislike preps. []
You're an atheist/ Satanist/agnostic. []
Total: 3
 
PUNK
You can skateboard. []
You've worn plaid. []
You like Converse. [x]
You hate MTV. []
You have/had blue, pink, red, purple, or green hair. []
You dislike pink. [x]
You hate/dislike preps. []
You wear/wore skateboarding shoes. []
Total: 1
 
GEEK
You love the computer. [x]
You like Harry Potter. [x]
You are wear glasses/contacts. [x]
You get straight A's. []
You love/like reading. [x]
You were/are in band. []
You don't care what you look like. []
You have a curfew. []
You always do your homework. []
You never miss school unless you're sick. [x]
Total: 5
 
EMO
You cut yourself over depression. []
You have been depressed. []
You have black rimmed glasses. [x]
You cry easily. [x]                       
You like emo music. [Maybe?]
You hate being called emo. []
You keep/have kept a journal/diary. [x]
You have written a sad poem. [x]
You think emo chicks/guys are hot. [x]
Total: 5 or 6
 
GHETTO/GANGSTA
You like rap. []
You are/was in a gang. []
You wear/wore rubber bands in your pants. []
You swear once in a while or a lot. []
You have free styled. []
You have worn high tops with the tongue flipped out. []
You can break dance []
Total: 0
 
 
 
 
HARDCORE/SCENE
You like loud music. [x]
You love/loved the Ninja Turtles. []
You never walk anywhere. []
You wear slip-on shoes. []
You wear/wore Vans. []
You like the band Panic! at the Disco. []
You wear band t-shirts. []
People have called you a freak and meant it. []
You love to "hard-core" dance. []
Your hair has been dyed more than 1 colour. []
Total: 1
 
 
 
 
ATHLETIC
You watch/watched the Super bowl. []
You own track shoes or other sports related shoes. []
You collect your jerseys. []
You have a wall or shelf dedicated to your trophies / awards. [x]
You have posters or plaques of famous athletes. []
Your garage consists of sports equipment. []
You belong/belonged to a school team. []
You are going/did go to a sports summer camp. []
You have a specific number. []
Total: 1
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Anabeth stands and opens the door. I hear her muffled cry of “Annabelle!”

“What?” I hear a reply.

Anabeth opens the door, “This is Francesca!”

“Hello,” I smiled awkwardly.

“I’m Annabelle.” She turned her head to the left and back, swishing her choppy hair out of her face. Anabeth’s twin. I noticed that Annabelle has glowing emerald green eyes while Anabeth has dark brown ones.

“Nice to meet you, Annabelle.”

“You too. I guess.”

“Who else have you met, Francesca?” Anabeth asked. I also noticed Anabeth’s happy attitude compared to Annabelle’s… less-happy attitude.

“Just you two.” I was getting a little annoyed by Anabeth’s continuous flow of queries.

“Oh. Well, we’ve met some other people. At least I have,” she added, casting a glance to Annabelle.

“I’ll be right back,” Annabelle left the compartment.

“Would you want to meet some more people?”

I shrugged, “I don’t care, Anabeth.”

“Okay!” she smiled. “When Annabelle gets back we can all go meet more people.”

As if on cue, Annabelle walked back in, holding a cake with sugar and raisins in each hand, one in your mouth. She handed on to Anabeth and one to me. She placed a hand on the one in her mouth and took a bite.

“Thanks, Annabelle,” I smiled.

“Welcome.”

We all finished the treats and left. I put my purse up with the luggage but left the strap hanging down, so I would know which compartment was mine.

We walk out and towards the end of the train ‘section’, I called it. I was falling a few feet behind Annabelle and -beth. They strolled in through the doors on the left, unaware of my not being right behind them. I didn’t hear the door close and, walking straight forward and not paying attention, slammed into it.