Chapter 1 : Evelyn Equel
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“I’m afraid I was distracted by Hannah’s fake blond hair, could you please repeat the question?” my voice was dripping with sarcasm, which got me a few laughs from the other students, and also a few glares from Hannah and her posse.
Now would most likely be a good time to introduce myself, I’m Evelyn Equel, 17 year old American, curly dirty blond hair, blue eyes, and sarcasm is my only friend. . .
Actually that’s not entirely true, I do have one friend, and his name is Josh Herriot, black hair, brown eyes, and would be considered part of the popular group of kids at school.
Why we are friends, if he is so popular, and I am not? I can truly say I have no idea; we just are, ever since first grade when Hannah was making fun of my oversized glasses, and Josh came to my rescue, we have been best friends. We did everything together, that is until High School, as soon as we stepped through those big blue doors Josh became hot, and I became the not so cool geeky girl that he hung out with from time to time.
Don’t get me wrong we are still close, just not as close as we used to be. I became fascinated with things like Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, and Doctor who, and he started play sports and found out that girls had boobs.
“I asked-“Mr. Jones was going to ask me the question again but the bell rang just in time, so I packed up my bag, gave Mr. Jones one of my amazing smiles (just because I’m geeky does not mean I’m not hot, it’s just the fact I can’t hold a conversation without pointing out how its somehow related to Harry Potter that turns guys off) and then swiftly left the class room.
Not soon after I exited the class room I was flanked by Josh and his friend Jacob, Jacob was rather nice, he even kind of liked Harry Potter.
“We need to talk,” Josh said in a hush tone, his eyes where shifty, and Jacob looked like he might pee his pants from all the excitement.
This cannot be good.
“What is it this time?” I asked as they led me to a deserted hallway, our lovely (I say that with much sarcasm) public school had many creepy deserted hallways, don’t ask why, we just do.
You might be wondering why I’m not thrilled about being dragged into a deserted hallway by Delaware High School’s (and I quote)two most hottest guys to ever walk down a hallway (the girls in this school don’t have much of an imagination), well, let’s just say that just about every time they say they need to talk, they really mean that they want to have a party but don’t have a house to have it at. And since my parents are pretty much never home, they are always off traveling for work, those two monkeys always ask me to have a party at my house, it would apparently bring my status at the school up.
But like I care what people at school think of me!
“Jacob here had a stroke of pure brilliance!” Josh said as he patted Jacob on the back, Jacob looked real smug about it as well, which could only mean this plan was completely and utterly stupid.
“And, pray tell, what is this sudden and unexplained stroke of brilliance?” I asked, it worried me even further when their eyes lit up with excitement, this only confirmed my fears.
“Since your parents are out of town this weekend,” I muttered under my breath that they are never home on the weekends, “So we thought that it would be the perfect time to up your status at this school and throw a party.” Jacob rushed through the last part, he knew how I felt about that, even if it would piss my parents off, and how I loved to piss them off, and I really had no desire to have a party.
“And since when have I ever wanted to up my status at this school?” I asked, why would I want to hang out with people who only like me because I throw wild parties is beyond me, I would want to hang out with people who liked the fact I know just about everything about Harry Potter.
“Please Evy, do it for me?” Josh put on his stupid puppy dog face and used my nickname that, on any other day, I would have been able to resist, but today I just wanted to finish my book.
So I gave in.
“Fine, throw the stupid party. But if anything happens during this party that gets me in trouble, I will kill you both, slowly, and painfully.” I informed them with a glare, but I didn’t have long to glare before I was swept up into a huge bear hug from Josh.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” he said wearing that stupid grin that made him look like an idiot, you might be thinking I have a “thing” for my dear friend Josh, but allow me to assure you, my feelings are purely platonic.
“So, this weekend, 8:30pm, your place!” Jacob said with the same stupid grin that Josh has, I have a feeling I’m going to regret saying yes.
Regret, it was the first thing I felt as I walked into my living room to find a keg of beer sitting on my mother’s favorite coffee table (yes, she has a favorite coffee table, we have 6). It was also the first thing I felt when I asked Josh who he invited, because he invited just about the entire school.
I am so screwed!
I would laugh if it wasn’t for the fact I’m supposed to be listening to Josh’s drunk friend, Kevin, I think he was trying to hit on me, but he was failing terribly.
“So, then I punched him in the face!” Kevin told me, was I supposed to be impressed? Because I most certainly am not!
“One should never resort to muggle violence,” I informed him in a fake shocked tone, I found out a long time ago that as long as I make random Harry Potter references guys like Kevin (the drunk kind) stay away.
And as soon as the words left my mouth Kevin was already moving onto his next victim, I would pity them for having to endure Kevin’s mindless banter, but I know for a fact half the girls here are failing their English class.
After Kevin was gone I decided I would go kick couples out of the bedrooms, and possibly the linen closets, I’ve heard that people who hock up at parties tend to stray to the linen closets.
Lord only knows why!
As I made my way up the stairs I past many couples, all drunk, according to Josh a party is not a party unless every single last person is drunk. I still don’t understand why I’m friends with him.
The first linen closet was empty, much to my disappointment, it may sound mean but I was looking forward to kicking people out of linen closets.
“Evelyn!” I heard Josh’s drunken voice calling my name, I sighed, when Josh is drunk he gets clingy to whoever he is dating at the time, and when he’s not dating anyone, he clings to me.
It’s safe to say I’m not a fan of Josh when he’s drunk and single.
“Yeah, Josh?” I started to walk towards the stairs again, unsure of where Josh actually was. My house was fairly big, so if Josh suddenly decided to play a game of hide and seek, the chances are I would not find him.
But as luck would have it he came running (more like wobbling) down the hallway as soon as I reached the top of the stairs, and in his alcohol induced state apparently forgot how to stop running v(wobbling).
So he ran right into me, and before I could even blink I was tumbling down the stairs.
I never realized just how many stairs are on our staircase until I was uncontrollably falling down them.
All I could think about was the pain, I could hear voices, some very high pitched voice screamed something blood, and then another one said something about getting out of here.
“Someone call 911!” Jacobs’s voice was the last thing I heard before I blacked out. . .
AUTHURS NOTE: Hello, thank you for taking the time to read this story, it means a lot to me! I’ve wanted to write a story about a fan getting whisked away into the Harry Potter world, and I also wanted to do a Charlie/OC, so I figured I would just combine the two! Also, please review and tell me what you think, even if you hate it, tell me (just make sure to tell me why you hate it)!
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