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Nov 11, 2005 19:39

I snuck on because Marietta's in one of her moods today. I don't blame her. She didn't deserve it. The worst part? One of our other friends, Samantha, ate one of the chocolates as well. Whoever sent her the box of chocolates wasn't using his head.

Unfortunately, the way to my heart isn't through making my best friend look like a right mess. I know you did it, Fred. That isn't right. It's already bad enough that Marietta's got the pimples on her face that spell out 'sneak' (which is horribly placed in the center, mind you). You'd better have the antidote.

I hate you. I hate the fact that I can't get mad at you, and the fact that I loved the flowers so much, I started crying when the owl came to deliver it this morning. I also hate the fact that when I came out of the common room to go to Potions, you were standing there, with the rather-tasteless-but-you-still-meant-well array of different flowers. And I didn't say a word. I bloody took them, said a quiet 'thank you', and bloody ran off. And I hate the fact that I'm still crying. Because I'm an idiot. And I'm hating myself more than ever right at this moment. But I'd never let you see that.

I really do hate you. ....Ugh, I'm going to go for a walk.

fred, marietta, fight

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