Alaska Ever Whay
Pretending that everything's perfect has always worked in all events in my life. That was until I was forced to move with my submissive, filthy rich father, and my demanding step-mother in England. This is where my life changed dramatically. Where it went from hum-drum- which wasn't all that bad- to incredibly unbelieveable. Of course, I didn't fit in at all with my American "accent" and lifestyle. Also, everyone treated me like a kid-even though I turned seventeen in October.I blamed this on the fact that I have what my mother always donned as a "baby-face". Not the best, but it worked for me. Now, as I unpacked all my tank tops and capris from my life in California with my now deceased mother, I heard a little ding! go off on my laptop. I had been talking to a guy who says he lives in England for about three weeks on IM.
DMG69: Hey Al :) It read.
Everafter10: Bonjour, Drac. I replied.
I used my middle name in my e-mails along with the year I was supposed to finish my unique high school years, which was 2010. Alaska Ever Whay. That's me. My name being just about the only thing I like about myself. I mean how many people get to say their name is as awesome as Alaska Ever Whay? Not very many, I'll tell you that much. While I'm on the topic, how many people get to say they go to a high school for Wiccan's? Quite a few. But how many will tell you? Zero. Anyways, I heard another ding! on my laptop and saw that there was another IM from Mr. DMG69, who I know as Drac, pronounced like Drake.
DMG69: So, how your flight? You make it to your dad's okay?
Everafter10: Yeah, everything went okay. Save for the fact that my mother died in a car crash, and my step-mom's acting as if I'm ten or younger.
DMG69: Well, that's not good. Where did you say you moved to again?
Everafter10: Somewhere in Enlgand. They said that since I'm here I have to go to some school that I'm pretty sure doesn't even exist since I looked it up and found nothing.
DMG69: What school?
Everafter10: It sux, the name is gross.
DMG69: What is it?
Everafter10: Swinepimples or something like that.
DMG69: You mean Hogwarts?
Everafter10: Yeah, that.
DMG69: I go there! They sort you into houses. Hope for Slytherin. That's what I'm in.
That was that. I told him I had to go pack what little I could bring with me since I had to leave in a few minutes and then I logged off IM.
digital crush--why muggle things are addicting
Best if listening to Digital Crush by After Midnight Project. A Draco Malfoy story. And for the sake of this story; we can all pretend that the events in the book don't matter as much. Can't we?Did you like this story? Make one of your own!
