I have finally gone back, edited, and added new chapters. I have no doubt that I have still missed some mistakes, but it should be a bit better all the same. I am still really unused the process of editing and adding chapters. Writing author's notes doesn't usually happen because I always forget you can't add them after posting a chapter without editing the document you uploaded and then replacing the chapter you posted. BAH! you know how it works! In any case I'm sure you will notice the concept of commas and periods and what not in relation to dialogue still alludes me after all these years. GR! The frustration!
LASTLY I would really appreciate any comments or feedback you have for me. I am trying to sharpen up my writing skills after having abandoned it for several years for essay writing of all things. BLECK! As many people on this site, it is difficult to find the drive to continue writing a story when it doesn't appear that people are interested. By the same token, as a person who didn't have an account until recently, I didn't often bother to comment. After being on the receiving end of comments or the lack thereof, I realized I should comment more often.
ANYWHO... Without further ado, here is my official first FanFic (with the exception of the other fanfic I wrote and posted at the same time...) I hope you enjoy!
Okay...I need...I need—paper! and...a note book...wait—no—
"What the hell. Uhg! It's too early for this garbage." Lily mumbled to herself as she rummaged through her belongings. She'd only been in her apartment a couple of days and it was already like World War One took up residence on her bedroom floor.
"I need pens and pencils and probably my text books…" she continued musing as she shoved her books inside her floppy faux leather bag. She spent many months looking for such a bag and has taken it everywhere since she found it. Her mother once had a black leather one with dark multi-colored patches on it, it was homely, but in a cute sort of way—boho chic perhaps?
Her alarm started bleeping at her, but she ignored it as she nervously tried to find clothes quickly while deciding what to eat for breakfast.
"No. That looks ridiculous," she said to her reflection taking off the shirt she had just put on, "Maybe...This one! I could have toast... No. That's not enough. No," she took off another shirt that didn't suit her.
"Ooo! I really don't want to do this... I hate meeting new people," she groaned as she went to inspect another overflowing suitcase she had yet to unpack.
"Oh forget it!" She stripped off the clothes she had put on and threw them on the ground, picking up an old pair of worn out white shorts with pink sport stripes on the sides and a hideous white tank top off the floor she had been wearing around the house yesterday. She put on her ridiculous, but comfortable and probably dirty clothes from the day before and put on the slippers she got for Christmas which were also ridiculous and dirty, but comfortable. She hated pink. She also hated hearts, which evidently were on her slippers.
"Oh, SHUT UP!" She yelled at her alarm clock as it beeped louder and more rapidly. She stomped over to the clock and turned it off angrily. She would have forcibly removed the batteries, but then she would have to put them back in later and reset the time…far too much work.
Normally she wouldn't bother with an alarm clock because she had an obnoxious internal one that wouldn't let her sleep in even if she wanted to, but she didn't want to take the risk of it malfunctioning on her first day at this new high school she was to attend for the next almost two years.
The school year was already half a month in. It was more than a little awkward and intimidating, to say the least, to be entering a new school now—new classes. Uhg… I'm going to be so far behind. What if I can't catch up? She thought with a frown rubbing her forehead and chewing her lip. Mother of... She heaved a big sigh. Whatever.
She grabbed a grey hoodie off a chair to stave off the chill outside and slipped it on with unusual grace. She settled on an apple for breakfast as she headed out the door. It was far too early to get to school, but just in case...
She bit into the apple as she descended the stairs from her apartment and grimaced, chewing on the waxy paper-like skin in disgust and triple checking her mental list of necessary items...