My chapters are getting pretty short, sorry but I like them at this length. Keep reviewing, keep reading. So I wanted to say something about favorites and reviews. The fact that people put my stuff on their favorites list is an honor. It really is. But I don't really pay attention to them, as an author and just as a person it's a lot better to get reviews and constructive criticism or even just a review that says hi, because it's more tangible. It feels like the person really read the story. Just a thought.
Another thing, if you are reading this from a country that is not U.S.A you HAVE to review, YOU JUST HAVE TOO. PLLEEEEAAAASSSSSEE it would be so awesome! I don't care if you're from Canada or Pakistan, please review and tell me your country. YAY FORIEGNISM! (Hey look at that, Word recognizes that as a word…)
Disclaimer: Too lazy and too annoyed to do a proper disclaimer. I don't own this.
"My torso," he whispered, and began to clean up his area. Wiping the table clean and putting his easel away. Mrs. Livie looked at him pensively for a moment and told him to get to his next class. Then she took the painting and put it in the pile of paintings she was actually considering for entry.
"Amber do you know something that I don't?" Mara nearly shouted on her walk to school with her friend. The whole time they had walked Amber had hinted that she knew what Jerome was talking about with the backwards hint.
"Mara, I'm surprised that you didn't figure it out. It's not that complicated." She smiled, knowing that she had got to Mara.
"Agh! How can you figure something like that out! And not me!" Mara shouted between laughs. They collapsed on the grass, both laughing for a different reason.
"Okay, trust me Mara, if you don't figure it out soon. It'll come out anyway." Amber gasped.
"I just know he's really hurt. And I want to help… A lot. But I don't think he wants me too." Mara looked at the ground sadly. Amber paused and said,
"He has a reason for what he's doing Mara, and what you're doing with the chocolate and believing him and, just being you is helping," Amber smiled wickedly and said "Besides, I think he wants you for a completely different reason…" She raised her eyebrows suggestively. Mara blushed and laughed,
"Yeah right, c'mon were going to be late."
Jerome was late. And he was behind the school. No one was around except for Mick and his football cronies. This was just a really bad day for Jerome. Mick jogged up to him.
"Well if it isn't little Jerome? Time for payback!" Jerome looked at him skeptically.
"For what?" he asked innocently. Mick grabbed him by his shirt collar and pushed him against the wall.
"For making me look weak!" Jerome nodded,
"Fair enough, let's get on with it then." Mick smiled and punched him in the stomach. The beating began.
Alfie was also late. He decided to take a short cut behind the school. And what he saw made him extremely angry. And irrational. And he did something very noble, and very very stupid.
