Hello dear readers,
So I read The Land of Stories a while back and I absolutely loved it. Even though I will never be able to get close to the ass-kicking writing Chris Colfer has done in his book, I haven`t been able to get this idea out of my head and I finally decided to actually write it.
This chapter is just a little prologue, so nothing big is happening yet. It's a very, very short chapter and I promise the other chapters won't be this short.
This is my first fanfiction ever so reviews would be lovely. I'll personally send each and every reviewer cyber cookies.
Cat
"Darren, wait up!" I call for the idiot with the pink sunnies as I spot him. He waits, indeed, until I've caught up with him. "I've got the book," I say excitedly. This morning I put it in my bag after I had taken one of the many copies I have at home. Really, I've got a stack of them. It's like porn. Okay, call me a geek, but it's so exciting to finally have my book in the flesh. Well, in the paper, but you know what I mean.
Anyway, Darren had asked me if I could bring a copy for him, so I did. I take the book out of my bag. "Thank you! I can't wait to read it," he says with childlike enthusiasm. "I've seen pictures of the cover before, but this really looks magical," says Darren as he sees the picture on the cover.
"I know," I say proudly, "the illustrations really turned out the way I wanted them to. God, sometimes I wish I could fall in this world myself."
That would be amazing. Ever since I got the idea for the book I've dreamed about it numerous times. The dreams really helped me with the story. Whenever I had a dream like that I would write down what I had seen and sometimes I used it to complete the world I created.
"Are you still with me?" Darren's voice comes through and he waves his hand for my eyes to snap me out of my haze.
"Yes, sorry, " I say, looking up from the book again to face my friend.
"Can I have the book now?" he asks, making grabbing hands at the object.
I hold the book in the air, so my hobbit sized friend can't reach it. Haha I'm taller. "Tell me you love me," I demand.
He flutters his eyelashes ridiculously at me. "I love you," he tells me in a sickening sweet voice.
"There you go," I hand him the hardcover. I can't really place it, but I think I can feel a tingling coming from the book. Probably static electricity or something. "Tell me what you think after you've finished it, okay?" Darren nods in reply. "Gotta go," I tell him when I remember I was on my way to see what ridiculous outfit I'll be forced to squeeze myself in to for the day.
"See you!" he calls after me.