For laura Laura looked at herself in the mirror again scrutinising her beautiful reflection with a look of disgust."It will have to do",she said in a tired,tearful voice.She shut the door clutching her copy of the order of the Phoenix,and she touched her Pokemon necklace for luck. She was walking along the street to the small cafe where her friends sat chatting about boys.Laura loved her friends but they were to consumed by makeup,boys and clothes when she was consumed by books and fan girdling. She could see them through the glass but the small town bookshop drew her in. She entered the narrow shop that she loved so dearly loved,the desk was deserted as was the entire shop. She heard a low mournfully beautiful of a guitar accompanied by an drunken Irish voice,yet something told her that the voice was fully sober. He looked up at her as she turned the corner his eyes piercing hers. Hope you like it
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