Chapter 1 : Gorgeous Meets Blondie
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"Rorie, get up please!" My mother's voice called.
"Five more minutes!" I yelled sleepily.
"You said 'five more minutes' ten minutes ago. Please get up. Allie wants to play with you!" She said.
I groaned and threw my covers off me. If I didn't love Allie so much, I would not have gotten up.
I dragged myself into the bathroom for a quick shower and then got dressed. By the time I got down to my aunt's living room, I was completely awake.
Mum, Allie, and I were spending the summer at my Aunt Mona's house. Which I was really happy about. Mona was my favorite aunt, and her daughter, Bree, was like a sister to me.
Everyone was already at the table eating breakfast when I got there. "Oh,there she is." Mum said smiling.
I plopped down on a chair and poured some coffee. I looked at Allie "Good morning, Allie." I said.
"Hi!" She said brightly.
"She's growing up so fast." Bree said shaking her head.
"I want to go swimming!" Allie exclaimed.
Mum looked at me expectantly. "I'm guessing I have to take her?" I asked.
"Yes, since next week you're going off to school, and I'll have to take care of her by myself."
Only my Mum would make someone feel bad about going back to school. I had been homeschooled for the last three years, but I'm doing my last year at a real school. What's even better is that I'm going to Bree's school.
"Oh, now, Veronica," Aunt Mona said. "Stop making Rorie feel bad about wanting to go back to school. I think it's a very responsible choice she's making."
"Thank you, Aunt Mona." I said,smirking at Mum. She stuck her tongue out at me. Real mature there, Mum.
I turned to Bree. "Want to come with me and Allie to that lake she likes swimming in?" I asked.
"Um, no. I've got sunburn, remember?" She said sadly.
It was hard to forget, she was as red as a tomato. We're all hoping it goes away by the time school starts next week. "Right." I said grimacing slightly.
A little bit after we had lunch, I changed into shorts and a bikini top, while Allie changed into her bathing suit and we set off to the lake.
On the way there, Allie talked the way all four year old kids do: a mile a minute. She talked about her friends back home, how she was going to miss me when I left, and she hinted she would like to have ice cream after swimming. Kids.
When we reached the lake, Allie ran full speed into the water. "Don't go out to far!" I called as I kicked off my flipflops and sat down. I put my feet in the water, and pulled out my latest book, The Princess Bride. It was by a muggle author named William Goldman. The book was actually surprisingly interesting. Princess Buttercup's undying love for her lost love, Westley was beautiful.
Just when the book was getting good and Princess Buttercup was about to be thrown into a sea of eels, I was distracted by yelling behind me. I turned around to see about five guys around my age racing towards the lake. They all jumped in, splashing me and my book with water.
I wiped my face and the pages of the book, intent on not letting these guys ruin my reading time. I went back to reading, only to be distracted seconds later by more yelling. I looked up, the five guys were splashing some younger kids. They left Allie, who was oblivious to her surroundings, alone.
Which is good, because I'd hate to have to beat these guys up, because, they were pretty cute. Especially the one who seemed to be the leader of the group. He had platinum blonde hair that was dripping with water. His body was nothing to complain about, either. He definitely looked like he worked out. He pushed his hair out of his eyes and looked over at me, smiling. I quickly looked back down at my book.
A few minutes later, I was splashed yet again by the five cute, but very annoying guys. And again, I wiped my face and my book. These guys had to be muggles, there was no way seventeen year old wizards acted like this. All rowdy and hyped up on Merlin knows what.
I rolled my eyes, and attempted to start reading again, when more water splashed on me. If I didn't know any better, I would say they were splashing me on purpose, but no one is that obnoxious, right?
I looked up, and they were all laughing, splashing eachother. I looked over at Allie, she seemed to be enjoying herself. I noticed the blonde guy staring at me,and again, I looked down. A few moments later he was swimming over to me. Ugh.
He rested his arms on the grass, next to my legs and looked up at me with his sparkling grey eyes. "Hey, Gorgeous," he said. "What are you doing?"
"I'm trying to read." I replied in annoyance.
"Oh, reading doesn't work out so well with me either." He said.
"That doesn't at all surprise me." I said flatly.
"So, Gorgeous, how about you come in the water?" He asked smirking.
"No, I'm good." I said, hoping he'd take the hint and leave. He didn't.
"Well, you wanna watch me do back flip in?"
"Want to watch me do a canon ball?" He asked.
"No, but I'd love to see you get hit by one." I said, glaring at him.
"You're funny, Gorgeous. I like that." He smiled.
What a great smile, I thought. I shook my head. "Look here, Blondie, I didn't come here to have a conversation with you. I came here to read my book, and make a four year old girl happy." I said. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm very wet, and I would like some ice cream."
I shut my book closed and stood up. "Allie, come on, let's go get some ice cream!" I said slipping on my flip flops.
"See you around, Gorgeous." Blondie said swimming backwards over to his friends, smirking.
"Yeah, let's hope not." I muttered.
Allie walked over to me, soaking. "Time for ice cream?" She asked smiling.
"Yes, sweetie, time for ice cream." I said returning her smile.
"Why are you all wet?" She asked as we started walking.
"Apparently, I looked like I wanted to get wet." I answered, thinking about Blondie and his stupid muggle friends.
"Oh," she said. We didn't say much until we reached the ice cream parlor. Allie got Sherbert ice cream with sprinkles, and I got classic Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough.
"What does 'arse' mean?" Allie asked, looking up at me curiously.
"Excuse me?!" I asked in bewilderment.
"What does 'arse' mean? I heard one of the older boys call the other an 'arse' what does it mean?"
"You listen to me, Allie, that is a very bad word that I don't ever want you to repeat, do you understand?"
"Yes, but what does it mean?"
"Nothing you need to worry your sweet little face about."
For the record, I'm sure the guy was being a total arse, especially if it was Blondie.
A few days later, I had forgotten all about Blondie and his stupid friends, and Allie had forgotten about the word 'arse'. She had begged me to take her to the park, and since it was the last day of summer, before I went off to school, I agreed.
Allie wanted to go on the swings, and when I tried to push her from the back, she said she wanted me to push from the front.
"Okay, Allie, don't kick me." I said. She did. In the knee. I almost collapsed.
"Hey, Gorgeous." A voice from behind me said.
"Oh, no." I groaned. I turned around, and there was Blondie, as good looking as ever, wearing a polo shirt and black slacks.
I put my hand on my hips. "Are you stalking me?" I asked.
He shrugged. "Did you ever think fate brought us both here, Gorgeous?"
"No." I said turning away from him, and pushing Allie on the swings, this time, I was not kicked.
"So, how come I haven't seen you around here before, Gorgeous?" He asked, unfazed by my rudeness.
"Because, I don't live around here, Blondie." I answered, my back still to him.
"Interesting." Blondie said.
I didn't reply, suddenly hands sliding around my waist. "Hey!" I yelled jumping away from Blondie, only to be kicked my Allie. "Ouch, Allie!"
"Maybe that would work better if you were behind her." Blondie said, smirking.
"You are an idiot!" I exclaimed, rubbing my leg.
"I'm not the one getting kicked, am I, Gorgeous?" He said.
"Why are you bothering me?!" I asked.
"Why are you fighting me, Gorgeous?" He motioning between us. "This works!"
"No, it doesn't!" I retorted. "This doesn't work one bit! Believe me, I am not your type. And you know what? I would appreciate it if you stopped calling me 'Gorgeous' because that isn't my name. I have a name and I'd like to be be call-mmm!"
Blondie had kissed me. He had completely interupted my ranting, wrapped his arms around me, and kissed me full on the mouth. Oh my Merlin, it was amazing! Um, I mean horrible.
I get my first kiss from some annoying blonde muggle. Spectacular.
Blondie pulled away, smirking. "And-I umm..." I mumbled incoherently looking at him.
He continued smirking. "See you around, Gorgeous." He said lightly tapping my bum, and then walking away, looking quite pleased with himself.
I just stared after him. At one point, he turned around and waved to me, and continued walking. I didn't wave back, just so you know.
"You kissed a boy!" Allie giggled.
"No, I didn't, a boy kissed me." I paused. "A boy kissed me!" I exclaimed in disbelief.
Allie giggled. "I'm telling!"
Oh, no! "Hey, Allie, how about some ice cream?"
"What happened?" Bree asked when I walked into the room we were sharing.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Something happened, I can tell by the look on your face, now tell me, what happened!" She exclaimed.
"All right, fine, but please don't tell anyone." I said sitting down on the bed.
Bree scoffed, looking offended. "I'm insulted you would think I would tell anyone."
I rolled my eyes. "Do you want to know or not?" I asked.
I told her all about meeting Blondie a few days ago at the lake, and then about him kissing me today.
"Oh, my Merlin! Rorie, you got your first kiss!" She exclaimed.
"Yeah, from some muggle! What would my Mother say?"
"Rorie how dare you associate with a muggle like that?!" Bree imitated Mum's voice.
"Shut up!" I said. "Ugh, I can't believe this!"
"Rorie, I think you're the only girl who isn't excited about her first kiss." She said shaking her head.
"Bree, you know I had this planned out. And you know how I feel about these kinds of things." I said quietly.
Bree sighed. "I know, hon, but there's nothing you can do about it now, so don't be too upset, okay?"
"Okay." I smiled. "I just can't believe some muggle kissed me. I mean who kisses complete strangers?! At least I never have to see him again."
"That's the spirit! Just focus on going to Hogwarts where there will be no muggles, just hot wizards. I can't wait for you to see the gorgeous boys of Slytherin." Bree said grinnng.
"That sounds amazing, but please don't ever say the word 'gorgeous' again." I pleaded.
"You got it. Come on, let's pack."
"Okay." I said.
I was so excited for Hogwarts. I would be around witches and wizards my age, and have friends other than Bree. And I would be away from stanger kissers like Blondie.
Or that's what I thought...
A/N: Hi, so this is my newest story. I really didn't want to post another one until I finished one of my other stories, but I just couldn't stop myself. I hope you like this. :)