Megan Jones (megan_sfh) wrote in steadfast_heart,
Megan Jones

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Not on the Radar

Megan put her head on her crossed arms and watched the Quidditch boys walk out of Great Hall. A week and nothing. She was more invisible now than she had ever been. The only people who knew she was alive were Lisa, Wayne and Terry. Her world had shrunk down to three people. Technically, it had grown by three people but it felt smaller. Of course, if she wasn't moping she would tell herself that she had gained three FRIENDS who were interested in her. Right now, she just wanted to feel sorry for herself. Tonight had been the first night she had gone all out. Accesssories and everything! Nothing.

Before she could really convince herself that she was less than nothing, Terry walked up and sat across from her. "Your nose is red."

"So? I feel like having a red nose right now. Leave me alone."

"I can't do that. I have a surprise for you that you're going to enjoy but I need you to stop making your nose red."

She sat up and looked over at her friend, trying to figure out what he was talking about. "I'm confused. If this is a new magazine with yet another thing I should buy, I'm going to have to pass. Nothing is working. I mean, I have more than enough stuff and I don't need anything else."
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