I'm so excited for this new story; I can't even put it into words. We started for the sequel in the middle of Forbidden Love, so it should take as long to write and publish and plan as the first one. Neither should the final trilogy to this series either.
So like the last one, this is going to start with a prologue. And unlike FL, we will have dates.
And yes, my partner Cody Simpson vs. Billy Unger is the one who came to me and was all like, "Chase needs a love life, so would you write one with me?" and boom, here we are.
August 21st 2013
Christine's Pov
Rainy summer days were exhausting. But not in the way you would think. Davenport took rainy days as extra time. By extra time, he really meant training us until we collapsed from exhaustion.
That was part of the reason why I was in a sour mood. Soggy shoes, soaked sweats, and a squishy bra the consequence of walking down the street. Another part of the reason being that I usually liked rain—the walking through it part was not enjoyable.
Rachel was helping—in her Rachel way. She started making a fashion vlog shortly after the fourth of July. Everyone had a part; Sammie and Ashley covered accessories; Janelle planned practically everything; Bree and I handled all the behind the scenes things—working the camera, editing and uploading it to our YouTube channel. Because of the rain (so unusual for August), we were able to make at least three vlogs a week.
"Do you have the planner?" Ashley called to ask.
"Mhm," I hummed, peeling off my hoodie and falling to my floor. I didn't want to drench my bed, too. "I could it off, if you want." I really didn't want to leave the house again, but I could bear it.
There was shuffling on her end of the line. "Nah," Ashley finally dismissed. "I'll pick it up tomorrow. But do you mind putting down birthstone jewelry for Friday's show? Thank you, love you. Tootles."
I hung up and dug around my desk. Although I didn't use my desk for work reasons, the girls insisted I was the most organized. That left me and Janelle to cover what topic would go in which vlog on whatever day.
"Finally!" I cheered, fist pumping the air and digging out the purple notebook peeking out from the colored sketches of different shoelaces and how to wear them. I started another search for my bag to put the planner in. Before I could forget, I snapped my fingers, grabbed a stray pen, and wrote down Ashley's idea for Friday.
I got up to look for the bag in my closet…and tripped over it on the way there.
Just my luck.
Okay, so this was short even for a prologue, but this was kind of a chapter to tell how the characters' summer went. Suffice to say, we had no ideas for the summer.
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