Diary Of A Half-Blood Wizard.
H-hello, I'm Isabelle, you can call me Iz. This is my personal diary I've decided to share with you. P-please don't make fun of me, I know I'm sixteen and shouldn't have a diary, but so far a lot of things have happened in my life I'd like to share. S-sorry if you hate it. Please enjoy!
A/N Hello! I'm going to update whenever I feel like it so it maybe be daily or weekly. If you have an idea for the book or I made a grammatical error send me an owl. Please enjoy this romantic comedy filled with magic action and... just read it, this is getting cheesy. Bye-Bye!
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Crushes, Hats, And Cats
Chapter 4
September 10, 2010
Okay, first let me explain why I haven't written in a while, nothing has been worth writing about except I got a cute, little,black cat. Although they're supposed to be bad luck it was so cute, I couldn't let it go. I've been feeding it the for the last few days.
Today was my first day of school. It was amazing, yet I completely embarrassed myself. I hate it! *screams* Great now everyone in my dorm is looking at me. I'm sure I looked exactly like a tomato, my hair being a stem (since it's green) and my face being as red as the flesh of a tomato. I saw some ghosts in the hallways of the school and it was creepy. We were sorted into houses based on our personalities. I am in Hufflepuff. I took a seat there and sat looking at Annabelle, my cat. I kept her with me so she didn't get lonely. Everyone at the table was staring at my hair. It's green, I get it!
After the hat finished sorting us we started to eat. There was a cute guy next to me. He had short blond hair and blue eyes. He asked me what my name was, even though the hat called it out. I started stuttering, "I uh, my name is, is..." and I started to mumble at the end. It's not my fault, no one at my old school ever talked to me! He replied like this, and I quote "Your name is Iz, is that short for Isabelle?" I just nodded, it was close enough. I'm exhausted, today has been a horribly embarrassing day. I wouldn't be surprised if some Slytherins called me "tomato" tomorrow. I'm certain I was like a tomato the entire time. Goodnight.