A/N: 136 REVIEWS!!!!!!! That just made my horrible week AMAZING. I never thought this story could get so much praise…especially from people who don't even have a fanfic pen name.
That being said I'd like to reply to those people who reviewed my story without a penname that I could reply to directly:
Kielagh : you said- Please please write more chapters! They're so good! I need to read more!
I'm so glad you like this story… you wanted more…wellhere you go :)
Zoe: you said- You ended at a cliffhanger!! I'm dying to know what happens next! Do Sunny and Kyle get married?
was it really a cliffhanger? I'm sorry I try not to do those because I know how much it drives me nuts when other writers do them. Hmm..so when I wrote this story I didn't plan on any of the characters getting married. Then once it was set that Melanie and Jared were getting married, I figured it would be wrong for Ian and wanda not to. I really just wanted this story to give me and other host fans some closure. That being said… I don't think I'm going to have kyle and sunny marry because I think I'll be sick of writing wedding scenes by then. Sorry for the disappointment.
Emma: you said-You are so good at writing! I love how you write all of the characters, especially Ian and Mel! Please update your story!
Why thank you. (Takes a bow). Your compliment just inflated my self esteem. :) I love Ian…and who wouldn't love someone like Mel? If I had an older sister…I think I'd want one like mel.
Sophy: you said- Please please please take a break from studying for your midterms and update your story! I have to read more!! But don't fail on any tests because of that.
Well I'm done with my midterms. Sorry I couldn't take a break from studying…I don't have finals this year due to senior exemption..so midterms are really important. I hope you'll forgive me after reading this chapter :)
Kate: you said-That was an awesome story!! You need to update it! Take a break from your midterms, not that I want you to fail or anything. I know you said that the more responses you get, the more motivated you'll be to update your story, but I need to know more! PLEASE UPDATE IT!
You think my story is awesome?! (smiles ecstatically) Same thing I said to sophy above… sorry I couldn't take a break from my midterms… they are really important this year. I WAS DEFINETLY MOTIVATED! Who wouldn't be when they reached 136 reviews in just 5 days! So here is my update..i hope you enjoy ;)
Mia: you said-Please update this story! I need to know what happens next!
I hope this satisfies your need to know more !
Dani: you said-I'm in love with your story! PLEASE UPDATE IT ON FRIDAY!
YOURE in love with my story. I'm definitely floating on a cloud with all the love I'm getting. THANK YOU!
Ash: you said- I'm absolutely loving your version of what happens after The Host! I loved the book and I think you doing a great job. The only bad thing that I will say is Wanda is starting to sound more and more like Alice Cullen :p But that's because of her new Host I guess. Ohwell keep up the good work!
I'm so glad, happy, elated that you love my version of what happens after the host! And I love your criticism. I wish more people would give me constructive criticism in my reviews.. Don't get me wrong I LOVE praise… but constructive criticism…makes me a better writer.
Kay so I can see why it seems like wanda is becoming like alice Cullen..but I think you'll see her real character come back in this chapter. The reason she was so giddy last chapter is because I wanted to bring out not only the fact that her host is 17 years old but also how Mel sees wanda as a little sister, one who is a little bubbly and a little naïve. I hope that clears it up… I'm glad you pointed it out because now other readers can know why I purposefully screwed up wanda's personality last chapter.
Sorrow: you said- Awesomest book EVER!
YOU DON'T HAVE TO TELL ME TWICE!! ;) the host is the best of the best… tied with twilight of course
KAY SO NOW I'M DONE REPLYING…AND I'LL SAVE THE REST OF MY AUTHOR'S NOTE TIL THE VERY END. Quick question… do you guy's actually read my author's notes? Just curious…I'm not going to stop writing them..because I just don't think I can help it..but I still want to know.
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Disclaimer: I don't own the host…BUT I WISH I OWNED IAN OSHEA!
Last chapter:
-MPOV-
I walked over to the bag and gently but quickly zipped it open. I pushed the flaps of the bag aside and gasped at the dress in front of me. My eyes traveled over the crystals that detailed the embroidery on the strapless empire bodice. My eyes became wider as they scanned over the draped silk fabric on the torso and the asymmetrical waterfall draping that flowed to the floor. It was beautiful. It was beyond what I imagined. It was the perfect dress.
Chapter nine
-WPOV-
I was swimming in bridal gown heaven. At least that's what it felt like. The little boutique, Tie the Knot, was a small cozy store. It was packed with wedding dresses, bridesmaid dresses, heals, and jewelry. I couldn't stop from ogling over everything, while Melanie introduced us to saleswoman. I was so captivated by a rack of sheer dresses that I absently wandered over to them.
My trance was momentarily broken, when I heard Mel introduce me. I pulled out a couple of dresses that had caught my interest and turned to face the entrance where Mel and the saleswoman were standing.
My eyes widened as I realized the sight before me. The saleswoman was stout, a little shorter than me, but what shocked me was that she had wrinkles. Now to a human, like Mel, that would go unnoticed. But I'm a soul, and souls are known to have the best plastic surgeons. Well, they aren't really surgeons; their job is more like a gym trainer's job. They train you how to use medication to get rid of your fat, wrinkles, crooked nose, slim lips, etc. So why did this soul still have wrinkles? I had never met a soul that would reject the products of our kind's advanced science and technology. I had never met any soul that would like to adapt to its host without altering it in anyway. I had never met any soul that felt the way I did about the humans on this world.
Suddenly, as if reading my thoughts, the sales woman's eyes connected with mine. I broke the connection, and with a really fake cheery and bubbly voice I said "Mel! Come look at these! "
She laughed lightly. I watched as the sales woman scrutinized Mel. Fear enveloped me. Could she tell Mel wasn't a soul? Oh no, should I have given Mel a fake soul name? Gosh how could I have been so stupid.
I saw the sales woman open her mouth and proclaim, "I think I might have the perfect dress for you. It might need a little fitting, but nothing too drastic."
I wasn't prepared for what she said, I was too wrapped up in worrying to realize that maybe she was just doing her job. I saw Mel let out the breath she'd apparently been holding back. So she had noticed the sales woman's odd behavior too.
As Mel turned to walk toward me, I pushed away all my thoughts and concentrated on the feeling I had felt when we had arrived.
I randomly pulled out three dresses that were the same style but different colors. Now that I looked at them, I decided that this was definitely the style I wanted to wear. I could feel the excitement, I had felt earlier, creeping back.
"I really like this style so I picked out three different colors in it. Which color do you like best?" I asked.
"Hmm… I like the style too. But I'm not sure which color would look best on you." She replied.
I bit the inside of my cheek as I deliberated in my head how I was going to choose the perfect color.
My deliberation was interrupted by the sales woman, "Dear, why don't you try them all in the dressing room?"
Though I was still suspicious about her, I couldn't help but smile at how helpful and kind she was. I draped the dresses over my arm and walked towards the door that was labeled 'fitting room'.
As I opened the wooden door, it made a loud creaking noise. I closed it back quickly trying to minimize the clamorous creaks it made, but unfortunately that just made them louder. I slipped out of my jean shorts letting them fall to the floor. As I pulled the hot pink ruffled tank over, I heard Melanie conversing with the saleswoman.
"Excuse me, "she said, politely.
"Yes, darling." the sales woman encouraged kindly.
Mel hesitated then quickly asked, "May I know your name?"
"Oh, silly me. I forgot my manners. My name is Maudy." She replied lightly chuckling to herself. I furrowed my eyebrows. She was so kind, like a soul would be to any other soul. But she was genuine, earnest, and so human. I shook that thought away. She couldn't be human. How could she live in a world of souls so inconspicuously?
I slipped into the ice blue dress, tied the sheer sash in a neat bow around my waist, and opened the creaking door.
I walked out slowly, barefoot. Melanie abruptly turned her gaze to me and so did Maudy.
"It's perfect" Mel exclaimed with awe.
I slowly and deliberately took a few steps forward until I stood in front of the full length mirror, which was leaning on a wall not too far away from the fitting room. I gasped. I could feel the host's excitement mix into mine. I felt like a child who was just given tickets to Disney world; I was beyond ecstatic.
"It is." I swooned, as I twirled around slowly on my heal causing the ice blue sheer fabric to swirl around me. If I felt like this, I wonder how Mel would feel if she found the perfect wedding dress. I wonder how I would feel if I found my perfect wedding dress.
I turned around to face Mel.
"Did you find your dress yet?" I asked the excitement from finding my dress still fresh in my voice.
Before Mel had the chance to answer, Maudy came out from the back room with a big bag, which had a zipper down the middle. I guess it was another human item I hadn't heard of. As she walked forward, I realized that the bag was weighing her down and she was struggling to walk under its weight. She couldn't be that weak could she? Souls always kept their hosts in shape no matter how old the host was.
She had finally reached Mel and me, and was now struggling to open the zipper.
"Would you like me to help you open it?" Mel asked anxiously.
Maudy took a deep breath to steady her labored breathing, "Sure."
As soon as she had stepped aside, Mel attacked the bag and in moments she had the bag open.
I stepped a little to the side, so that I could see the dress. It was beyond beautiful. From the meticulous embroidering on the bodice to the draped silk fabric flowing till it hit the floor.
I heard Melanie gasp. I could just imagine Mel walking down the aisle in this dress. It was her perfect dress.
A/N: aaaaaaaaaaaaa… don't kill me please. If you do you wont find out what is yet to come. I'm so sorry I had to do this. I said id give you an update…and here it is. It might just be the same scene in chapter eight. BUT IT WAS VITAL… you have to understand that this chapter is not fluff. I needed you guys to see wanda's point of view before I kept going with Mel's point of view.
BECAUSE I didn't really move on with the story and you guys have been so good to me…I decided that I'd try my best to update again on Sunday.
Later on I'll explain why this chapter was so important to the story because If I explain it now it will spoil the story.
As always review!! (even if you hate my guts right now)
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OH *smacks forehead* the poll for wanda's dress is still running… it will be open on my profile until Sunday morning.
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