Chapter 2 : Seriously...
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AHH!! And a big thank you for everyone who did review, and thanks for the correction of the spelling of adulteress. It was almost right :P
Okay, I seriously need to set down some rules, because this is just not working out. I mean, come on, Austin. It’s not that hard, is it? Just look away from the extremely hot, sweaty and totally gorgeous young men. Merlin, I knew I loved Quidditch for a reason.
“Austin…” I heard Steph groan. Seriously, there are extremely fine boys in front of me! What am I supposed to do, just not go to the trainings? I make it to every Quidditch training, for Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff! Although I must admit, there isn’t really that much to look at in Hufflepuff…
“Yes, Steph?” But still, it doesn’t mean I can’t go along just to look at the very well off athletes at our school. Come on, as if anyone would-
“Austin, for Merlin’s sake, look at me!” Steph cried. “I thought we went over this! I would only let you come if you promised that you wouldn’t ogle the boys!” Why anybody ever goes to watch Quidditch for any other reason is completely beyond me…
Tearing myself away from someone who was taking their shirt off, which was quite difficult in fact, I looked into Steph’s eyes.
“Look! I’m not looking!” I said cheerfully, before snapping my head back to watch the boy in question take off into the air. I could feel her roll her eyes, and was shocked when I felt myself being tugged up. Let me tell you that Steph doesn’t do that sort of thing. Steph’s the nice and rational one. What’s wrong with the world these days when your friend acts weird and you can’t have a good snog with some cute guy?
“Steph!” I cried. Seriously, I’m shocked. Utterly, utterly shocked. I mean, she was even pulling me down the stand. Merlin, I hope I don’t fall. There are quite a few steps there, and my face doesn’t exactly handle major impact too well. Really, once someone threw a quaffle at me, I have no clue why, maybe they thought I had hand-eye coordination, and it hit me right in the face! I was all bruised and my nose was bleeding… who would want to kiss that! Thank god for Madam Promfrey. But still, quite a bit off topic here. I’m being dragged down the stands, for Merlin’s sake!
“Don’t try to argue with me, Austin! I’m sick of this! Every time you say that you’re going to stop… whatever it is you’re doing, you just go and do it all over again!” Buy now we were out of the stadium. My, my, can she walk or what?
“Urgh, come on, Steph, it’s not like I’m doing anything!” Well… if you call snogging someone last night not doing anything… then I’m not doing anything!
“But that’s the thing, Aust! You don’t realise that you do something until afterwards and then it’s too late to fix it and you come running to me. What about Justin? Is this fair to him?”
...Justin? Oh, right. The boyfriend. I haven’t seen him in ages! It’s been what, 3 weeks? Please, a girl cannot have no action for that long and not think about being with other people…
I pulled myself out of her grip and she came to face me. And boy, did she look angry?
“It’s not like that, Steph! You know it isn’t! I maybe love Justin, and don’t want to hurt him, but I just can’t stop him!” Steph scoffed and raised an eyebrow.
“Maybe love? That’s rich. When he first asked you out you came to me and bragged about how ‘in love’ you were. And now it’s maybe love?”
Now don’t think bad of me. It’s not my fault I get bored of people. Well, I hope I get bored of people and I’m not just some whore. Me and Justin went out for 4 months. That’s like, a record for me!
I sighed and put my face in my hands.
“I’m sorry Steph, I shouldn’t come to you when I know that what I’ve done is wrong. It’s just… me and Justin… we have different views, and when he left he said some things… and I just don’t think I can do this!”
Steph sighed and rolled her eyes.
“With you Austin, life is never dull,” she said, and threw her arm over my shoulders. Yes! Austin – 238, Austin without friends – 0.
Dear book/diary/trying-to-get-me-to-stop-snogging-people thingy,
Yes, alas, tis I again. Okay, okay, so this is my first entry… So what? I’m taking the effort out of my wonderful sleeping time just to write about my complicated life and all that jazz. Mmm… sleeeep.
My name is Austin Jamaima Meyers. And no, nobody knows my middle name. God, how embarrassing. I am 17, and in my last year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and I am an adulteress. Thus the title.
Gosh, it kinda sucks, you know? Because not only do I know that I’m doing it, but I couldn’t stop whatever it is that I’m doing for the life of me. Yeah, it is kinda unfair… well, it’s very unfair to Justin, my boyfriend of over a bit of four months, but still! You’d think that somewhere along the lines I would actually be able to tell myself ‘Austin, cheating is bad’. But nope. I doubt that’s every going to happen, really.
You see, it all started in 3rd year. I was dating Paul Aspin, and had been for 3 weeks. It’s sad to say that he was my first real boyfriend. We were happy, young, and totally not in love. I mean, come on, we were 13, for Merlin’s sake! And then came Mark.
*insert dreamy sigh here* because he was quite charming, for a male going through puberty. Very little acne.
I looked at him for the first time, and one thought went through my head. ‘Yum’. Which is quite disturbing really, because I was 13… But anyway, I talked to him a few times, and then one day, just a few minutes after I had been hanging with Paul, I grabbed Mark and dragged him, like, literally dragged him into a broom closet, and started making out with him. Now, usually someone would have be suspect something was up, if some person just randomly grabbed you and started snogging you, but not Mark. No, this is where it all started. He was encouraging me. I didn’t know it then, but I do now.
He was a terrible kisser, now that I think about it. So was Paul. But still, he was 13, there was time for improvement.
But anyway, all in all, I never got together again with Mark, I dumped Paul about two days later, and I went out and found me a new guy to cheat on.
Of course, most of my ex’s had found out that I was cheating. I wasn’t all that inconspicuous, as most of the ones I cheated with were their hot best friends… but I’ve learnt a lot. I shouldn’t be saying it, because it is so terrible for me to be actually doing full stop, but in the last two years not one of my boyfriends have found out. Unless I let them see me in action.
But I know that’s wrong…
Doesn’t stop me from doing it, but.
So here I am now. Filthy, cheating, and one heck of an adulteress. I guess you could say that’s my motto. Ooh, I should have that printed on cards, I could hand them out to all the hot Quidditch guys…
But I know that I should stop. So I shall try. And try. And try… Don’t know how much good it’ll do me, but I can still try. So I shall make steps. Like an alcoholic… except menoholic…
Step One: Focus life on something else. Like food. Except non-fatty food, because I’d probably get fat from eating so much…
Love, Austin. The filthy, cheating adulteress in person.
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