0154: Yeah, Right! - Daina Elaine Alaina Dean
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It's time for another theme week! This time we have Repeat Offender Week - people who refused to learn their lesson after I ripped their precious creations to shreds, and went on to Sue again!
TITLE: Yeah, Right!
PERPETRATOR: Laylana-Fairyweather (AKA the Author who Brought us About a Keeper and a Beeter)
SUE-O-METER:
(toxic)
FULL NAME: Daina Elaine Alaina Dean
SPECIES: Human/Witch
HAIR: 'dish water blonde hair'
EYES: 'murky hazel eyes'
MARKINGS: none mentioned
POSESSIONS: none mentioned
ORIGIN: She's from Brooklyn, but the plot dictates that she must transfer to Hogwarts (despite her claim that she's been expelled from every other school she ever attended). While in England, she's supposed to live with the Malfoy family. Yeah, I really see them taking in some random American exchange student.
CONNECTIONS TO CANON: Living with the Malfoys... thinks Draco's cute, even if he 'looks like a sleazeball from afar'.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: none mentioned.
NOTES: In the author's note, she claims: I wrote this and deleted all my other stories. I think this is more real. I had to come to a realization that life is not a fairy tale. I hope that all of you who actually liked my stories will like this on better.
Of course, what this actually means when you read the story is that she has produced a Bitchiwitch instead of a Sparklypoo. This story is actually markedly worse than the first Sue I reported from her, even taking into account the fact that she has apparently learned how to use the 'enter' key.
SAMPLE:
Yeah, Right!: Chapter 2, NO!!!!!!!
A.N.: Back by popular demand it’s the latest version of Yeah, Right! Continue to read and remember to review!
Disclaimer: Poor ass white girl need I say more!
The entirely too large doors opened and my jaw dropped. This place was way too nice for me to be here. I mean, I’m a klutz! I’ll break everything!
My first reaction was to drop the bags and run like hell. I started to turn around, but.
“Ah, this must be the girl.” Said a voice not to manly but not to childish. I had an involuntary look of dread. I slowly turned around and then looked up. I tried to put on a smile I don’t know if it worked.
“Hi. Yeah that would be me.” I said waving a hand at him. He looked like a sleez ball from a far. But when you got up close, he didn’t look all too bad.
I saw him point at my chest and stiffened. “So, what are you not?”
“Uh, what.” I looked down at my shirt. “OH! Every stereo type of a female!” I said with a smile.
“Oh” he paused and we stood there for a minute in silence. “So, how did you come to Hogwarts? A trade program or what?”
“No, more like I’ve been expelled from all the American schools. This crackpot headmaster of yours thinks he can ‘help’ me!” I cackled.
“I don’t like him either!” The boy said in a disgusted tone.
“As you shouldn’t” Said a deeper voice behind him. I turned to see a larger version of the boy. I went into shock with my mouth wide open.
“Are you allright?” They both said looking at me with an amused look on their faces.
“Jason Isaacs?” I said just louder than a whisper.
“What?” They asked in unison.
“You look exactly like this American Actor!” I said happily.
“Is he a muggle?” The father asked.
“No, he attended the same school as my parents.” I said with a matter of factly tone. They both nodded.
So anyway I later found out their names. The child is Draco and the father is Lucious but he insists I call him Mister (or Master) Malfoy.
They showed me to the room I was going to be in. It was cool! When I talked loud, there was an echo! I took out my stereo and started playing Chevelle! I was jumping all around and jumping on my bed, I was having a blast!
Then Draco came in.
“TURN IT DOWN!” He bellowed waving his arms like a maniac. I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Sorry!” I said with a giggle as I turned it down. I saw he was carrying a bundle. I pointed at it. “Wassat?”
“Oh, this is what my parents want you to wear to dinner. The grandparents are coming over.” He laid them on my bed. Then he walked out.
I ran over to inspect it. Then I shrieked at the site of it.
It was a red, and black, long, ballroom style, DRESS! I ran to Draco’s room and walked in without knocking. He screeched and grabbed a blanket.
“I am DRESSING! DO YOU MIND?” He said sounding like a girl.
I turned around. “Can I borrow some of your clothes, a suit perhaps?” I said in the nicest voice possible.
“You have a dress to wear, why don’t you wear that?”
“I don’t wear dresses.”
“But your a girl, you’re supposed to wear dresses!”
“Do you recall my shirt?”
“Oh, right”
“So can I borrow something?”
“You most certainly will not!” Said the shrill voice that was Narcissa Malfoy.
“But you gave me a DRESS!”
“And you will wear it!”
“But….”
“No buts now get out of my sons bedroom!” She said shoving me out. I moped all the way to my room.
I looked at the dress and slowly put it on. It just didn’t feel right.
Narcissa came in and looked at me tugging at the dress. She had one on too. But hers was black and blue.
“I’ve come to do your hair and make up.”
“NNNNOOOOOO!!!!”
“It will only take a minute.”
“NO!”
“Stop struggling and stay still!”
“NO!”
She cast a spell and my hair was in a bun with curls framing my hair. Another spell and she had done my make up. It was reds and greens.
“No!” Was all I could say as I looked in the mirror. “I’m a gothic Christmas ornament!” I said looking at my make up.
“Non-sense, you look fine.”
“You're the one that's wearing good cool blues and stuff.”
“For the love of god! Atleast tell me you can dance!”
“NO!”
AN: Yay! Another chapter down! Hope you all love it and you review! Now I will take a moment to thank those who reviewed.
Thank you:
Mystic Malfoy
Katy
Rowlingfan
Thanks guys!
Please Review!!!!
It's time for another theme week! This time we have Repeat Offender Week - people who refused to learn their lesson after I ripped their precious creations to shreds, and went on to Sue again!
TITLE: Yeah, Right!
PERPETRATOR: Laylana-Fairyweather (AKA the Author who Brought us About a Keeper and a Beeter)
SUE-O-METER:
(toxic)
FULL NAME: Daina Elaine Alaina Dean
SPECIES: Human/Witch
HAIR: 'dish water blonde hair'
EYES: 'murky hazel eyes'
MARKINGS: none mentioned
POSESSIONS: none mentioned
ORIGIN: She's from Brooklyn, but the plot dictates that she must transfer to Hogwarts (despite her claim that she's been expelled from every other school she ever attended). While in England, she's supposed to live with the Malfoy family. Yeah, I really see them taking in some random American exchange student.
CONNECTIONS TO CANON: Living with the Malfoys... thinks Draco's cute, even if he 'looks like a sleazeball from afar'.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: none mentioned.
NOTES: In the author's note, she claims: I wrote this and deleted all my other stories. I think this is more real. I had to come to a realization that life is not a fairy tale. I hope that all of you who actually liked my stories will like this on better.
Of course, what this actually means when you read the story is that she has produced a Bitchiwitch instead of a Sparklypoo. This story is actually markedly worse than the first Sue I reported from her, even taking into account the fact that she has apparently learned how to use the 'enter' key.
SAMPLE:
Yeah, Right!: Chapter 2, NO!!!!!!!
A.N.: Back by popular demand it’s the latest version of Yeah, Right! Continue to read and remember to review!
Disclaimer: Poor ass white girl need I say more!
The entirely too large doors opened and my jaw dropped. This place was way too nice for me to be here. I mean, I’m a klutz! I’ll break everything!
My first reaction was to drop the bags and run like hell. I started to turn around, but.
“Ah, this must be the girl.” Said a voice not to manly but not to childish. I had an involuntary look of dread. I slowly turned around and then looked up. I tried to put on a smile I don’t know if it worked.
“Hi. Yeah that would be me.” I said waving a hand at him. He looked like a sleez ball from a far. But when you got up close, he didn’t look all too bad.
I saw him point at my chest and stiffened. “So, what are you not?”
“Uh, what.” I looked down at my shirt. “OH! Every stereo type of a female!” I said with a smile.
“Oh” he paused and we stood there for a minute in silence. “So, how did you come to Hogwarts? A trade program or what?”
“No, more like I’ve been expelled from all the American schools. This crackpot headmaster of yours thinks he can ‘help’ me!” I cackled.
“I don’t like him either!” The boy said in a disgusted tone.
“As you shouldn’t” Said a deeper voice behind him. I turned to see a larger version of the boy. I went into shock with my mouth wide open.
“Are you allright?” They both said looking at me with an amused look on their faces.
“Jason Isaacs?” I said just louder than a whisper.
“What?” They asked in unison.
“You look exactly like this American Actor!” I said happily.
“Is he a muggle?” The father asked.
“No, he attended the same school as my parents.” I said with a matter of factly tone. They both nodded.
So anyway I later found out their names. The child is Draco and the father is Lucious but he insists I call him Mister (or Master) Malfoy.
They showed me to the room I was going to be in. It was cool! When I talked loud, there was an echo! I took out my stereo and started playing Chevelle! I was jumping all around and jumping on my bed, I was having a blast!
Then Draco came in.
“TURN IT DOWN!” He bellowed waving his arms like a maniac. I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Sorry!” I said with a giggle as I turned it down. I saw he was carrying a bundle. I pointed at it. “Wassat?”
“Oh, this is what my parents want you to wear to dinner. The grandparents are coming over.” He laid them on my bed. Then he walked out.
I ran over to inspect it. Then I shrieked at the site of it.
It was a red, and black, long, ballroom style, DRESS! I ran to Draco’s room and walked in without knocking. He screeched and grabbed a blanket.
“I am DRESSING! DO YOU MIND?” He said sounding like a girl.
I turned around. “Can I borrow some of your clothes, a suit perhaps?” I said in the nicest voice possible.
“You have a dress to wear, why don’t you wear that?”
“I don’t wear dresses.”
“But your a girl, you’re supposed to wear dresses!”
“Do you recall my shirt?”
“Oh, right”
“So can I borrow something?”
“You most certainly will not!” Said the shrill voice that was Narcissa Malfoy.
“But you gave me a DRESS!”
“And you will wear it!”
“But….”
“No buts now get out of my sons bedroom!” She said shoving me out. I moped all the way to my room.
I looked at the dress and slowly put it on. It just didn’t feel right.
Narcissa came in and looked at me tugging at the dress. She had one on too. But hers was black and blue.
“I’ve come to do your hair and make up.”
“NNNNOOOOOO!!!!”
“It will only take a minute.”
“NO!”
“Stop struggling and stay still!”
“NO!”
She cast a spell and my hair was in a bun with curls framing my hair. Another spell and she had done my make up. It was reds and greens.
“No!” Was all I could say as I looked in the mirror. “I’m a gothic Christmas ornament!” I said looking at my make up.
“Non-sense, you look fine.”
“You're the one that's wearing good cool blues and stuff.”
“For the love of god! Atleast tell me you can dance!”
“NO!”
AN: Yay! Another chapter down! Hope you all love it and you review! Now I will take a moment to thank those who reviewed.
Thank you:
Mystic Malfoy
Katy
Rowlingfan
Thanks guys!
Please Review!!!!