Hello fellow readers! I want to apologize for the long hiatus, but I think it was needed... I won't go into depth about everything and waste time saying sorry a million times over (which is what you all deserve), but if you're wondering what's been up-check my profile.

I have a question for you all. Does anyone still read this? I have always loved this story so much, it's one of my babies, but with college, my schedule, and my professional writing career now actually picking up- I don't have much time to write for this site. I mainly use it to give you guys updates on the stories you've been following, and to practice writing. I hate leaving stories unfinished, but if I don't get enough requests to finish then I'm going to put this one to rest. I don't usually write JUST for publicity sake, but I just don't have time :/.

SO. Let me know! Send me a message, review, whatever floats ya boat.

I'm really sorry guys... *wipes tear*

BUT I am still writing for most of my other stories AND I have started a new, rather mature story if you all are interested. It's called Hunting Season. It's a House MD fanfic, so check it out if you watch the show (if you haven't WATCH IT NOW. IT'S AMAZING).

Again, thank you all for your patience. I mean it-it's been rough, but you guys have been nothing but supportive and kind to me. Thank you.

Love you all to death. And without further ado, here is a lil' update to go with this message. This is basically the inbetween of this story and we are moving into PART II of Electric Blue.

Have a good day, guys! =)

Chapter XIV: Interlude

The kitchen was dark. The older, pink-haired sister had just showered after her run home from work, and was now leaning against the kitchen counter. Her damp hair settled over one shoulder, wetting the dark blue sweater she was wearing. There were little white pine trees stitched across the middle of the sweater all the way around, and the tips of the sleeves were white. The island was always pretty warm this time of year, but at night, brisk winds caused the air to be a bit frigid, so she had thrown on a rather comfy top.

Her icy, blue eyes seemed to glow in the shadowy room. She didn't particularly like standing in the dark, but she was about to go to bed soon and was too lazy to light a candle or two (she had never much cared for the artificial lights hanging in the kitchen).

Crossing her arms, she sighed heavily before looking at the fridge across from her.

There it was. That ugly, red circle drawn on her calendar. The word, "REUNION", was written in it on a certain date.

Lightning flinched. The date was coming up.

She gritted her teeth as she angrily leaned forward and opened the fridge. She grabbed the big tub of chocolate pudding and then grabbed a spoon from a drawer. She shut the fridge and leaned back against the counter again. She shoved a spoonful of the delicious cocoa dessert in her mouth.

"Man, I could go for some strawberry pudding right now." She said with her mouth full before swallowing.

She stared at the red ink again and suddenly felt a pinch scared.

Then she looked down at the half-empty tub of pudding,

"No offense." She humorously stated—hoping the dessert wasn't hurt by her pudding preference.

The attempt at humor didn't make her feel any better, though.

She was leaving tomorrow. She was leaving tomorrow with a man she barely knew, and to make matters worse she was going back to Australia. Back to New Castle, which was unfortunately very close to Oerba Beach—where the reunion was.

She slowly slid down against the wooden counter until she sat on the cold floor. She held the tub in her arms and pulled her knees up.

"What am I going to do?" she whispered hoarsely.