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Her laugh lit the room up but then she said it. “I am going to wear an amazing dress my muggle parents got me,” muggle parents? She- she’s a muggleborn? I swallowed and looked away for a few seconds, crap. I lick my lips subtly and “feel for any chapped skin” but im really rubbing the snog off.

How can a snog feel so good when coming from a dirty mudblood?

I watch her pause, eye widening. “Yes. I am a mudblood,” she said firmly, not exactly fazing me at all really. I wasn’t scared of her. The fact she called herself of a mudblood though means she probably wouldn’t take insults to heart either. “Sorry Luci, I am just used to people hating on me for being a mudblood,” @Opal Brinkman explained. I didn’t know what to say to that. I have to hate her, now, because of her blood. But she was actually pretty cool.

“It’s okay,” I said quietly. I rested my head yon the table snd looked at her sideways. Something seemed to make her happy!

"But you don't seem like that. Wanna see my dress?" she seemed get fed up of herself and show me a photo. I took the paper from her she looked at the dress with a look of “whatever” on me face. Until I see a girl in a dress I don’t care. How the Merlin’s long big toe do I know? If I said one thing than that would mean the opposite!

“It looks really nice,” I said, smiling at her. You know what, screw it. “Opal, have you asked anyone else to the Valentines day ball?” yes I am going to ask someone I had just met if she wants to go with me. Maybe I can make @Irina Sousa jealous! Heh.

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I can see the look of disgust on his face when I say I am a mud blood. Wow I actually thought this guy and I could be friends. Well to hell with that. I stare at him with a look of hurt in my eyes. How could he be biased?

"It's okay" Lucian says. Yeah it is totally okay. He has no idea how he looks right now. Yes I have filthy blood but that isn't my fault. I will show him. He will be screwed when I am done with that little bitch.

"So have you asked anybody to the dance yet?" He asks me. Oh yeah trying to cover up. Ugh he is probably trying to make that one girl Irina jelouse. I am not that dumb. To be honest I know a player when I meet one because I am also guilty of it. My mind flashes to a brunett boy that I used to know. I shove the image out of my mind. No I can't think about him. I am the reason he is dead. I couldn't save him in time.

"No. Why you thinking of asking one of your friends?" I ask. I give a teasing grin to cover up my anger. Yes, that should be convincing. I see a mischevious grin start to develop on his face as he seems to have an idea. Uh huh I know what he is thinking and I hate it.

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I asked her if she was going to the ball with someone and she didn’t seem happy about it. In fact, she hasn’t looked happy ever since she told me what she was. Did she see through me and notice that I wasn’t totally okay with her. I wasn’t that bad at hiding my emotions was I? Surely not. “No, why? You thinking of asking one of your friends?” hmph. My friends are either dudes or they hate me or I don’t wanna go with them!

I swallowed, my mind producing pictures of me and Ree dancing at the ball, her hand in mine and her eyes lost in my dark ones. I envisioned a dress that looked really nice on her and her hair would flow down her back as I take lead into a nice dance — a dance, may I add, my mother has been teaching me since I was around 9! I blinked and looked back at the blonde haired girl in front of me. “Urm no, not really. I was debating even going to be honest! If I did it would be to make mischief,” I told her, smiling out of the corner of my mouth. Well… “If you don’t have anyone either then… @Opal Brinkman, will you do my honour of going to the dance with me?” I asked shyly, taking her hands and kissing one of them.