Liam had woken up extra early that morning to work on a couple of songs for himself; he'd gotten a couple of verses down, didn't like them, erased parts of them, and finally widdled it down to one verse he sort of, kind of liked. He'd then spent the rest of the morning getting last minute studying in; not that he was that big of a studyer, but he was okay with it. He'd do it when he was bored enough.
So, when he finally had gone to the bathroom to shower and get ready, he was already well on his way to having a pretty good morning, looking forward to breakfast and hanging out with Trouble. That was short lived, however, when he stepped out of the shower and looked into the mirror, seeing the vibrant purple hair; a shade similar to the shade worn by Trouble.
He stared at it for a long moment, tried to wash it out but it only seemed to make it worse. It took him far too long, and he finally just gave up and accepted the hell he was going to take for it. Putting on his uniform, he made his way to the cafeteria, and quickly looked towards the Slytherin table to get a good glare in at Trouble, but she wasn't there, just a bunch of laughing, staring assholes. Oh she was dead.
Turning, he saw her at Ravenclaw, and just sighed when he heard someone shout 'way to show off the house colors, bro'. He flipped them off happily, before making his way quickly towards Trouble and sitting next to her. He pursed his lips, and looked to her, "You owe me two butter beers, and I'm not talking to you for at least 5 minutes."