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The Sorting Hat.
LOLA WAS ALL HAPPY AND TRYING TO KEEP HER COOL--but it was just simply unbelievable. Jittery and hyper. All eyes on her. She clasped her hands, eying above at the wrinkly old hat (which she immediately wanted to befriend because it was just adorable) and she waited. There was no response whatsoever. And then it whispered something in her ears, sentences that made her cringe and her eyes just formed into a blank stare. "Who are you, Lola Jones?" She stopped her hyperness, but repeated the words in her head "HUFFLEPUFF, PLEASE MISTER SORTING HAT, SIR!" He paused.
"Very interesting. I could place you in Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff... but ahh--SLYTHERIN!"
"Sl--Slytherin?! SLYTHERIN?! SLITHER-INNNNN?!" She gasped, APPALLED at the words coming out from the hat's mouth. MY MY MY! Wasn't she going to be a Hufflepuff? But her words were not of shock, but out of excitement. EEEEP! SLYTHERIN! The house where people slither everywhere... so in Slytherin pride, the girl slyly slithered to her table, her body moving to the left and to the right as she slither-walked with pride, as if her body was waving all over the place in complete enthusiasm. Hmm did she befriend anyone from the house yet so far?
Well if she hadn't, it was a must to befriend someone. NO WAIT! That Sierra Greingoth girl! One of her bestest friends in the whole wide world (she probably felt the same to her) was in Slytherin! My my my she must have been so proud of her, yes?!
And I believe it was time to play... that one special person.
So, Lola Jones took out a tiny green wig from her robes, placing it on her head, as if it was a royal crown. Because it was. And an evil smirk escaped from her lips.
__________________ ______________________________________________lola jones currently in america
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