First faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan.

I just lost all my shiftyness.
I can't wait for this to continue, if it gets any better, Samuel'll have to start up a diary...

I REALLY like this! -nods-

Kiera seems to be very interesting.

Hahah, that was actually pretty funny.

Can't wait for more. PAMS.<333

This is very intriguing and well written!

I love it!

PAMS

Your train of thought is still in the round house. Get on the tracks (unless you have a one track mind). I look forward to what you make of this start.

Jasperr ish my first fann. <333

Eee. You better start a diary for Samuel.

Eee. Thank-you darl. <333

Thank-you very much sweet pea.

Hehe, thanks.

SAMM.

Aww. Thanks babehh.

Kiera: -looks Terry up & down-


& I just realised, I forgot to introduce myself.
I'm Jayde, btw, and this is my new RP character Kiera, whom you have already met.


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You know what strikes oddly? The fact that I'm even putting a quill to the pages of this notebook. I'm usually not the type to share my thoughts, but here they are, displayed in neat small print on these pages.

Now, I might as well begin to explain my time at Beauxbatons, since I did say that I would. Yet, I will not utter the things that I have done. Not because I am ashamed, and not because I am trying to better myself. But because beautiful girls like me, don't have the time to unveil everything. Besides, I have to keep a little mystery in my life.

What you have to understand here is; I'm fabulous, I'm beautiful, but I'm terribly evil. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't all bad. I had my circle of friends, the ones who were similar to me, but of course, not exactly the same. I am unique, one of a kind. But those that I did care about I cherished. I stood up for them, I sheltered them, and might I be as bold to say that at one point, I actually liked them. Yes, shockingly, I do have a heart.

Then I had my followers; irritating, measly beings, but useful on occasion. I was envied. I was loved. I was hated. And I, I ruined a few people's lives, I made them see themselves for what they were. I made trouble. I got into fights. I was every girls worst nightmare.

A fair few of those girls actually thought that they were better than me. That made me giggle, and gave me all the more reason to hate them. In the end though, they new that they would never measure up. I ruled my year, even though I was only in the first.

Then as quickly as it had started, it was all over. Although, I would still be there in memory. Some I would've scarred for life. Some would miss me terribly; miss seeing a beauty wander through the halls; miss having someone to admire. Me though? I don't miss any of them. Not even the ones I got close too. And do I have regrets? No, not one.

In the end, I was shipped off to England with my brother, never to see Marseille again. But I think that I will tell that story another day. For now, this is it.

Oh yay! It was updated!

I love Keira and her confidence. Even if she's a tad cruel.

Lovely entre.

Hai!!! I'm a brand new reader and I loved the posts!!!


pams soon, this story is amazing so far!
~Prongs

You've no idea how entertaining I find this.

PAMS.<333

i like this so far...you are quite the tease though..im now very eager to know what happened/happens

Hah, hah! She's one bally witch. If this is the Potter years, she's going to pound Draco into the ground.

I seriously can't wait for Kiera to hit Hogwarts It's going to be awesome.

Yeeah, I'm starting up Samuel's diary, don't you worry

Thank-you darl.

Aw, thanks. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Angie!

LOLZ. Yay, I'm glad ya do. <333

Hehe, thanks. We'll see, you may find out, may not.

Oh, she is.
It isn't the Potter years, it's my school charrie.
But if it was, she certainly would.

Haha, neither can I.
Oh it will be Jasperr, it will.

Samuel & Kiera are about to meet.


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When I was young, I was brought up not to show any emotion when I was sad, I was taught to just move on from it. That would happen to anyone growing up alongside two icebergs. And yes, by icebergs, I mean my parents. I suspected that they had never wanted children for my brother Eugene, and I were never paid attention too. We were never held, never hugged, never kissed goodnight. We were just a couple of mistakes in their perfect life.

Eugene and I were born six years apart, weird right? When I was twelve and he was eighteen, we were forced to leave our home, to leave mama and papa. Why you ask? Who knows, I would love to know the reason. But mama and papa, they've always been odd, been cold. I suppose that's where my cruelty comes from. And my beauty? My beauty comes from my mama. Even though she was cruel, even though she was an iceberg, she was one of the most stunning women I've ever laid eyes on. Like mother, like daughter.

GAH. I lost track, where was I? Right, so we were asked forced to leave. Then Eugene took me to Paris, no, I didn't go back to Beaxbautons, as much as I wanted too. I was tutored for two years, by an amazingly attractive male; in both witchery and English. That was unntil my brother decided to finally accept the letter from Hogwarts, because apparently I was “too distracted”. Puh-lease. Can you imagine my reaction? I had a fit! I threw a tantrum. I didn't want to go there; I had a perfectly fine teacher. Yet, there was nothing that I could do about it, so he shipped me off to England. And that's where I'd stay, until I would begin at Hogwarts.

If he had thought sending me to Hogwarts would improve my attitude, he was wrong. I intend to act the same way I have for fourteen years. Cruelty is my talent, and beauty is what comes with it.

I don't know whether many entries will come in the next few days, for I don't believe anything interesting could happen. But I could be wrong, and this could be my most promising year yet. One good thing about Hogwarts, and the only reason, in the end, that I agreed to attend, is the boy factor. Tons of boys to flirt with, hearts to break, and girls to make jealous.

excitingly evil

I think I'm in love with Kiera

Woa oh here she comes.
Look out boys; she'll chew you up.
Woa oh here she comes.
She's a man eater.

Your totally welcome. =]


^^^^hehe i giggled when i read that part. xD

Any who, i loved the new entry!
I definitely like her additude.

pams,
Prongs.

LOLOLOL.

This was one actually pretty funny, Jayde. xD

PAMSS.

Haha. (:

& so you should be.

Haha, that song does seem to suit her. (:

Haha. XD

Thanks darl. (:

Haha, thanks Angie. XD


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As I previously stated, not one entry would follow the last until now, and that is in fact what happened, due to the dull happenings in Diagon Alley. Although now that it has come to my attention, there was one bright aspect of the day, but I won’t get into detail about that, just yet. And the question that now sits upon everybody’s lips is, did you make any friends? I laugh at that. Friends? Me? Pshh, as if. Saying that though would be a lie. I did mention that there was one bright aspect to my day, did I not? Might as well come out with it then, I did happen to make one two friends acquaintances. A boy, obviously and shockingly, a female. The boy and I do seem to retain a lot in common. Although, who knows, with my history they’ll end up being a blip on my radar along with the rest.

Yet, in conclusion the majority of students attending the dreaded school seem to be rather dim witted. Uncalled for? I don’t think so. Let's hope that they don't prove me wrong.

Oh, I forgot to mention. Yes, I have arrived at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, hence the reason I am able to write once again in my journal. I must admit this castle is rather impressive; and that is saying something for I am one who is hard to impress. One rather annoying thought that has been rapping at my brain though, is that it is slightly possible that I may go through a change this year at this school. Shock horror, I know. I do not embrace this thought though, I am rather comfortable with the person that I have been for the past fourteen years, thankyou. Yet, I cannot seem to dismiss the thought. The way that I acted in Diagon Alley certainly served up evidence that there may be a change that will come to pass. What was the evidence you ask? I was kind. The manner which I took on completely shook me. Kiera Aurélie Everard is not kind. At least, the last time she looked at herself, she wasn’t.

Reading over what I have wrote, it seems that I have lost my touch. Seriously, look at those paragraphs, they seem so different from the person that I was only a few days ago. I think that I need to be slapped before I completely lose touch. Also, I suppose I have to explain certain things. I am a loner, yes. Got a problem? Then go deal with it. My own, along with my brothers, is the only company that I need. But, just between you and me, it would be nice, if one day, I was able to have a confidant. One or two or even three who I could spill my inner thoughts to. In this life time though, I don’t see that happening. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining, I am stating the facts, so don’t think that you’ll ever see a single tear fall down my face, because you won’t.