Fifth Year Girls Dorm

"OH LIKE ANGEL IS A MAN!! ALL HE DOES IS SIT AROUND ALL DAY AND READ WITH HIS 14 CENTIMETER THICK GLASSES!!"

"A push-up bra? What's that? And I like eyeliner, it makes my eyes look bigger. And you're not cutting my hair! Look, avoiding the makeover stuff. I'm wearing normal clothing now, no more too-tight crappy stuff. Okay? I mention that I've been rejected by a guy and you suddenly want to give me a makeover."

"ANGEL IS MORE OF A MAN THEN NICHOLAS! AT LEAST HE DOESN'T SUCK HELIUM!"
Serenity ignored Rachel temporarily.
"I'm not trying to give you a makeover, darling. I'm trying to make you more presentable so you don't look like the fierce lioness Rachel has portrayed you as."

Robin sighed. She stood up.
"I think I'll go. Don't worry, I won't jump on guys anymore."

"Bye, Robin dear. Come to me for advice if you need it."

"OH COMMON HE WAS LIKE TWELVE!! HE'S LIKE FIFTEEN OR SIXTEEN NOW!"

"Well, Angel's a sweetheart! Gorgeous!"

"Angel is a bore."

"Angel is NOT a bore! He's very interesting, and he's an amazing kisser."

"What's so interesting about him? And he DOES seem to ignore you alot..."

"OH SHUT UP, I'M GOING OUT WITH CHARLIE ANYWAYS!"

"But you still like Angel." she giggled a little. "You're so cruel, you know that?"

"Yes, yes I do know."

"But, smart move Serenity... making Angel jealous... that sounds like something I'd do," said Rachel silkly.

Robin reentered. Looking slightly refreshed.

"Now all I need to do is orchestrate the perfect reveal."

(You know what? Screw this.)

Rachel was upstairs, packing her trunk together.

[[Okay.]]

[wut]

[I love you]

Selia was almost done packing Serenity's items. Serenity had been very clear- don't mess up her stuff, pack me two pairs of silver heels, my wand, anything cute, and three cute outfits in my carry on. Oh, and her cats, Selia reminded herself, locking the cats in their huge carry-able pen. And as soon as she was done with this, she would go to the Slytherin common room, and victory would be hers.

Selia held up a gorgeous blue ankle-length cloak and a pair of matching blue snakeskin boots. This might take a little longer than expected.

Selia, who was just finished, looked at the clock. Midnight. Too late now, she thought. Damn it, Serenity, get your ass bac--
Serenity came in, and pushed over Selia. "Get off my stuff, twerp! Go and sob about your stupid lost boyfriend. You know what, go die." Selia glared at Serenity, then ran downstairs to her dorm.

Upstairs, Serenity was staring at the mirror, startled, and doing her hair- as requested, down and curly. Her makeup was good, she had even asked the mirror twice, and the outfit was perfect for traveling- a nice black shirt and a slightly sparkly white tanktop, with a robe over it, and some nice heel mary janes. As soon as she was satisfied with her appearance, making sure Angel wouldn't find anything to criticize, she grabbed her trunk and her cart with a total of five cats in it- she counted them- and went down to the Great Hall, still frowning worriedly.