A/N: Disclaimer: I am not Rainbow Rowell, and I do not own any of the characters beyond the OC's or anything else. I write this purely for fun, not profit!

That being said let's get to the fun part! This is a sequel to Fangirling (which was supposed to be a sophomore year sequel to the original Fangirl). It is near impossible to read without having read the first work. Please please please do not read this until you've read Fangirling. You'll just be confused otherwise.

Potential warnings so everyone is aware and doesn't complain later: Betaed but still with possible mistakes in grammar, spelling, sentence structure, facts, canon data, British speech etc, Fanfiction interpretation (meaning characters might be out of character at times or not be totally in sync with RR's writing), discussions of sex, implied sex in places (how can you expect Cath and Levi to keep their hands off each other?), slash, femslash, LGBTQ+ material, drinking, parties (potentially), swearing, American written interpretation of England, fluff, angst, anxiety, random fandom material etc.

Soooo the poll revealed 50% of people wanted another fandom and 50% didn't… sooo that leaves me in an awkward spot as a tie breaker. So I decided I'd go ahead and add another fandom for Cath…though I figure we'll still probably have a lot of Simon Snow and some Cornelius mixed in too. We'll see if you approve of my third fandom choice. I had a lot of awesome suggestions, but it came down to me deciding I needed to do a fandom I'd loved and enjoyed just as much…

This article is about the novel. For the film series, seeThe Hunter of the Sword (film). For other uses, seeThe Hunter of the Sword (disambiguation).

The first single volume edition (1972)

Volumes:

The Hunters' Meeting

The Lake of Shadows

The Victorious March

Author

E.M. Alexander

Country

United Kingdom

Language

English

Genre

Fantasy novel

Adventure

Publisher

Richard Brown and Ellis (UK)

Published

17 July 1972

Media type

Print (hardback and paperback)

Preceded by

The Sprite

The Hunter of the Sword is an epic high-fantasy novel written by English author E.M. Alexander. The story began as a sequel to Alexander's earlier fantasy novel The Sprite, but eventually developed into a much larger work. The Hunter of the Sword is one of the best-selling novels ever written, with over 120 million copies sold.[1]

The story revolves around a young girl named Elba who finds herself in the midst of an epic quest for a long rumored sword of power. Together with a gathering of friends, Elba struggles to do what is right. They seek to find the weapon for the power of good, setting out upon an epic quest that spans three novels.

The works were scheduled to be made into films, the first to be released in fall 2013.

- From Encyclowikia, the people's encyclopedia

Cath was currently staring at the suitcase sitting in the middle of her bed and feeling like she might just stop breathing. Wren was still sitting at her desk staring at her.

"You have to calm down. It is not the end of the world if you can't take everything. Seriously. England has shampoo. And chocolate. And books. And extra clothes if you didn't bring quite enough. I mean seriously, you can't tell me you're not going to go shopping at all?"

"Without you to guide my horrendous fashion sense?" Cath said.

"Find someone who knows something about fashion and take them," Wren said with an eye roll. "Seriously, Cath. You have got to just take a deep breath. Maybe we should just try this again tomorrow."

Cath turned around and snapped at her sister. "Tomorrow is my last day! And I already have to do so much stuff. I need to make sure I have all my important papers and print my boarding pass and finish making sure dad has everything he needs. Oh my god why did I agree to leave two weeks earlier?"

"Because Lauryn is going to take you on the adventure of a lifetime," Wren said with a pointed look. "You're being insane. Calm down."

"Don't call me insane!" Cath said, rubbing a hand along her temple as she tried to stop the pain that was quickly spreading through her head. "I just...I haven't written fanfiction in three weeks now. Three weeks Wren! My readers are so angry with me!"

"Your readers are not as important as your mental health," Wren said. "They can wait until you get to Oxford and get settled."

Cath bit her lip. "It's just...I don't think I can do this."

Wren tilted her head back so far that it hit the wall. She sighed.

"I don't know what to tell you," Wren said. "Except that you're amazing and you can totally do this. Besides, who's waiting for you after that long plane ride?"

Cath swallowed. "Levi."

"Exactly."

"But it's...I just...it's so much, Wren."

"You did this same thing when we were packing for college," Wren said, folding her arms. "'Wren it's too much. I'm going to flunk my classes. I'm going to not have all my stuff. How can I take my entire bookshelf?' It's the same thing, just a little bit further away and with a little bit less of your precious stuff. Pick a few fandom things-and no the cardboard cutout of Baz cannot be one of them. Pick one or two books. But remember that most of the time you and Levi are going to be off exploring everything that is available there. You're not going to be in your room being an introvert all the time."

Cath frowned and looked at the ground. It was a lot to take in, but she was gradually adjusting to the idea.

"I'm going to miss you so much."

"Me too," Wren said softly. "But it will be January before you know it."

She nodded and turned back to the suitcase, staring again and pondering how she could fit a semester's worth of things inside. This was definitely going to take some time and dedication.

A beep on her phone distracted her. She looked down and smiled as she saw Levi's name appear on her screen.

Hey sweetheart.

She sighed.

Hey yourself.

I wanted to check in. It's been a busy day. I'm heading to bed really soon. But I'm already counting down the minutes until I see you again.

Me too, she typed. Get some sleep.

He texted her one last kissy faced emoji before she stuck her phone back into the pocket of her shorts and returned to pulling clothes from her drawers.

Just a few more days. And then off again on the adventure of a lifetime. She could do this. She knew she could.

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