I'M A TERRIBLE AUTHOR! *bursts into tears*
AND DON'T TELL ME OTHERWISE! (please tell me otherwise)
I've been obsessed with two fanfics I'm writing (the other one is about to come out) and can't balance my time! The other one is for the young wizards series (Nita/Kit forever!) and is pretty awesome.
I haven't updated in forever! Mostly because for the third chapter, I wrote more on the computer than on my iPod, so I haven't been able to continue writing on the iPod at two in the morning! -.- Augh, teenage angst! Whatever, I need to get it together for you guys. *Sighs, and starts typing….*
PS: For those of you who don't know or haven't figured out, I write the author's note before I write the chapter. Yay.
"Why did you sell him the sky ship?" Maris said, her eyes kind to the bruised face. Quint stood beside her, watching the boy.
"Like I said; He doesn't need a name, and he doesn't deserve to talk to anyone." The professor of Darkness said, still glaring.
"Quint, can I speak to you in the corner?" Maris asked softly, tugging Quint's sleeve. Quint looked into her eyes, deep and clear, and followed her.
"He's been hit, Quint…and I don't think it was Vilnix." Maris choked out, holding her hands together and against her chest in a protective bundle. "They've given him no chance to explain himself. OR the story."
"I think they're….confused…and blinded by anger. They don't need to do the questioning." Quint said, a determined gleam in his beautiful eyes. He opened the door and a sort of musty dust came from the hinges and the opening. Maris sucked in a deep breath and took a step inside. Quint took a step too, but Maris stopped and looked back at him.
"Quint-"
"Maris, it'll be fine, I'll handle it, I promise." Quint said. He took a small breath and laced his fingers through hers. She was flooded with confidence in his promise, and they stepped inside to control the two abusive professors.
I HATE my life. Grr. I'm posting this (ha! It couldn't even be called a whole chapter) thingy in the hopes I'll pay more attention to you AWESOME fans. I'll put the last parts of it on my iPod so I'll work on it like, everyday. So, please accept my apology and this terrible half-chapter.