5. Failed Plan
How could it not work out!? It was the most perfect, awesome, brilliant, greatest plan there ever was! Yet, I was put in Hufflepuff. I was sure I was brave, and daring, and courageous enough to be put in Gryffindor! Yet I was put in lousy Hufflepuff, where my plan cannot be followed through. How am I supposed to become most popular witch ever in these conditions!? I was seperated from Rina and Della, put in Hufflepuff, and now my plan will never work! What's a girl to do?
I'm at a terrible, horrible, excruciatingly bad place! I mean, can't I at least be with Fred? Wouldn't that be better, and greater, and at least save me from this agony? But, no. The sorting hat decided I was a Hufflepuff. Friendliest of them all. Yeah. Well now I'm lonliest of them all!
Worst if all, I bumped into this boy, Salazar Malfoy. Now, I know who the Malfoys are. Only, I was sure they had changed. They should've. Because Salzar's grandfather, he was good in the end. But Salazar is the definition of nasty and mean. Just look it up.
So... I need a plan b... I'll figure it out sometime. Right now, I have to go to bed. And let me tell you, I wish that Rina and Della were still with me.