I thought that once I got to Hogwarts, everything would be better. I thought that the reason I felt like such an outcast was because I was really magical, but I was wrong. Things got worse. Once I got to Hogwarts I was sorted in a different house than my triplets, Jacob and Jenna. They were both Ravenclaw, but I was Slytherin. When I got to my dorm, the three girls I had to share a room with were all friends already, and none of them wanted to be bother with me. So I set up my things alone and walked to the Great Hall. I searched for a friend, trying to make eye contact, but I was ignored completely.
When I got to the Great Hall I sat down next to a girl that I thought looked nice in with a Slytherin tie.
"Hey, I'm Jackie," I said with a smile.
The girl turned and gave me a weird look.
"Jackie is a boy name," she said.
"Uh, Jackie is short for Jacklyn," I told her.
The girl didn't answer, she just looked down at her book. I squirmed awkwardly.
"So what's your name?" I asked.
"Season," the girl grumbled.
"Woah, cool," I said, "I've never heard that name before! It's so unique,"
"Wow, thanks," the girl said sarcastically.
She stood and snapped her book, giving me a cold glare. She spun around and walked away. She threw me a look over her shoulder and shouted back,
"I'll remember to be extra nice to you,"
Her straight brow hair swooshed around as she walked away.
"Wait, that's not what I meant. I love your name!" I call after her, but she didn't turn around.
I buried my head in my hands. I really liked her name, I hadn't wanted to offend her. I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around a tall boy with wavy brown hair looked down on me. He looked a few years older than me, and he was a Slytherin.
"Mind if I sit here?" he asked.
"Of course not!" I said with a smile, eager to make a friend.
He sat and smiled again.
"I'm Neal, I'm a third year," he told me.
"I'm Jackie," I said, "I'm a first year,"
"Do you like Hogwarts?" he asked.
"Well, I've only been here for a few hours, but it seems pretty cool," I told him timidly.
"It is," he answered confidently.
He flicked a fuzz off of my robes and I felt the color flood to my cheeks.
"You've got nice hair, Jackie," he told me.
"Thanks," I mumbled, blushing ferociously.
Then, a squeal came from the other side of the room.
"Neal!" a female voice cried.
A girl with butter colored hair sat directly in between Neal and me. She flipped her hair into my face and put her arms around Neal's neck.
"I missed you," she whispered, the pressed her lips against his.
I awkwardly scooted away as the couple kissed a bit too passionately. Neal's hands went to her butt and he pushed her onto his lap. They continued to kiss as I slowly stood up and started to walk away. The two of them didn't even notice. I shrunk out of the Great Hall and went back to my dorm, hoping that maybe the three girls would be interested in talking to me now.