Full authors note at the end! :)
You know how your birthday is so-called 'your day', the one special day that is all about you. I used to love my birthday. My little sister would make me a hat out of paper mache, and my younger brother would buy me a Marvel movie. I would wear the hat all day and after dinner the whole family would gather to watch the movie my brother picked out. I know that will never happen again, and not just because I'm in college. This year for my birthday I got a stale pop tart, a pair of mens socks, and a fabulous necklace from a 'secret admirer'.
I thought I had left the jewelry box outside on the porch, but there it was. Sitting on the kitchen table. 'Vivian must have brought it inside' I thought. Vivian was my roommate and was almost always out with a guy. I just thanked my lucky stars she was never in with a guy. Peeking inside the box, I found that the chain was silver, and the pendant was an amethyst crystal.
Who ever my secret admirer is has good taste.
On one flat edge of the crystal there was a name engraved, 'Ren Amris'. "Huh, Ren." I wondered aloud. My given name is Catherine, so Ren isn't a far jump.
As I put the necklace on I was thinking of why I SHOULDN'T, put on the necklace.
It could have poison on it, there could be a tracker in the pendant, or some electrical shock thingy.
Alas, it was my birthday and I will always be a curious soul. The pendant rested about an inch below my collarbone and I started to mentally plan an outfit matching the necklace. Then I started to wonder about the secret admirer, and as I did I tried to unclasp the necklace. Key word tried. The clasp was stuck and the chain was to short to pull the necklace over my head. I was tired, sad, and kind of hungry. So I left the necklace on, had a snack, and went to bed. 'Happy birthday to me' came the dismal thought as I searched around my bedroom for a pair of clean pajamas.
As I swept my copper hair up and surveyed the room, I concluded that there were no clean pajamas in sight. Spinning around on my heel I spotted one pink leg underneath a bean bag.
Oh no,
The only clean pair of pajamas was a tank top and pajama pants that were a horrible princess pink. Here is something important to know. I DESPISE the color pink, and why does any of this matter to you? Because, it all started with a girl in very pink pajamas.
Hello, and welcome to the rewrite/revision of 'The Heart Of It All'! I was very dissatisfied with the quality of the writing and I knew I could do better, so... I used my resources, found a few websites and practiced my writing all to the end result of, this rewrite! I hope you all will continue to read and enjoy, please let me know what you think and if you would like to see anything in an upcoming chapter! Thank you so very much and as a side note I am still looking for a love interest, or does Ren even need one? Updates will be random.
