ON THE BRIGHT SIDE I AM NOW A MEMBER OF THE FELLOWSHIP
By: Jess
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Another insane chapter in my odd little story!!! Thankies to those of you who reviewed!!!! I know my Georgia lingo needs some serious work, but don't be mean cuz I wrote the first two chappys at my dad's house where I am Georgia Nicolson- less. Now, on with the story!
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When I woke up, I was face to face with the bright bright sun, which usually never happened since my bed didn't face my windows and my curtains were always drawn. I opened my eyes, and screamed. I wasn't in my room anymore. I was in some completely different room, overlooking a forest and a river with a tiny bridge. Why was I here? Was my 15 years of life just a dream and I'm actually a princess in some far away land?
A woman came rushing into my room. Apparently, she heard me screaming. But then again who didn't?
"Are you alright, milady?" the woman asked.
I shrieked and threw a pillow at her. "BLOODY HELL! WHO ARE YOU AND WHERE AM I???"
She dodged my pillow bombs while saying, "You're in Rivendell, in the House of Elrond. You were found by one of his son, Elladen, lying in the forest. You've been unconscious for about four days."
"WHAT? RIVENDELL??? ARE YOU MAD? RIVENDELL ISN'T REAL??? IT'S FAKE!!! IT'S IN THAT MOVIE I SAW WITH ROBBIE AND TOM AND JAS!!! YOU'RE MAD, WOMAN! YOU'RE--" I stopped shouting. I looked at her ears which were no longer hidden behind her really long hair. Her ears!!! Oh Buddha, help! They were pointed!!!
For the second time that day, I screamed. Then I passes out. Again.
the same day when i woke up... i think
afternoon i suppose
same room
When I opened my eyes, I saw a man with long brown hair and gray eyes. He was wearing some reddish dress. Like a toga or something. There was an odd looking crown on his head. Like one of those crowns of flowers you make, but it was made out of some shiny metal. Actually, he was shining. Like some type of aura- whatsit or something. He was quite a fit-looking bloke considering the fact he was dressed somewhat feminine. He looked like a more mature version of Robbie. Except he had pointy ears.
"Please tell me I'm not in Middle Earth?" I pleaded to him.
"Yes, you are, milady. You're in Rivendell, in the House of Elrond Halfelven. I am his son, Elladen. I found you and brought you here."
"Bloody hell. Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am. You seem to be having trouble absorbing all this information. Who are you, milady?"
"G-Georgia Nicolson."
"Well let me be the first to welcome you to Rivendell, Lady Georgia Nicolson."
"There's got to be some mistake. I don't belong here. Middle Earth is... a fantasy world. There's no real way I can be here, is there?"
"I am sure there is not a mistake, for Middle Earth is very much real, unless both you and I are not real as well."
I was speechless. He WAS right after all. Bullocks I hate in when people are right and I'm wrong.
"How in the name of pantyhose did I get here?"
Ell-whatsit looked at me like I was a loon on loon tablets. Yeah, well I'm not the one who's wearing a dress and has long hair, elf boy. Put that in your hair and brush it.
"Pantyhose?" he questioned.
I rolled my eyes. Some people... "Forget the bloody pantyhose. How'd I get here?"
"I am not sure how you arrived in Rivendell, or in Middle Earth for that matter, since you are obviously not from here. I was off riding in the woods surrounding my home, when I saw you lying unconscious on the ground, so I brought you here." He stood up to leave. "I shall send in Vanya to help you change. My father greatly wishes to speak to you."
Now it was my turn to give him a "What in Mr. Next Door's huge knickers are you talking about?" look. "What? Someone to help me change?! Are you daft? I'm not lesbian! I don't need some complete stranger coming in here to see my basoomas!"
Mr. Fit Elf sighed. "Then I shall ask her to only bring in a change of clothes then, Lady Georgia."
"What's wrong with what I have on?"
Then I remembered. I'm wearing Teletubby jimjams. For Baby Jesus's sake! How come whenever there's an extremely fit looking bloke around I have to be wearing my Teletubby jimjams?
"Forget it," I told Elf Boy.
"I'll send someone for to escort you to the dining hall in about an hour. Good day."
"Um... yes. Good day to you as well."
4:00 pm as Vanya told me
in my new bedroom
changing
I looked at three of the eight dresses Vanya brought in. One is green, another red, the last one was a light burgundy, like what Ella-whatever had on. I guess they don't know about the color black and how mature and sophis. you can look in it. Oh well. I decided on the green one. I looked quite good in it, if I do say so myself. It even hid my racehorse elbows, as Dr. George Clooney so wonderfully put it.
4:05 pm
As I walked out of my room, my stomach growled, showing how hungry I was. It's understandable, though. I hadn't eaten in four bloody days. Just as I turned the corner, I ran into Elladen (that's his name!). Literally. I fell right on my arse.
"I'm sorry, milady," he apologized. "I wasn't looking where I was going."
"Sorry. Didn't see you. But I thought you were sending someone else for me?"
Elladen looked confused. "I'm sorry?"
"You said after Vanya gave me a dress someone would take me to see your father. You said he wanted to see me."
Elladen chuckled. "Ah. You are thinking of Elladen, my brother. I am his younger twin, Elrohir."
Twins?! Blimey O' Riley's Trousers! This is going to be impossible! Actually, maybe... Elrohir is a bit more butch than his brother.
His voice was more silky and deep and sexy than Elladen's. It made me feel a bit jelliod, but I managed to keep from muttering strange babbling like with my Sex God.
Oh poo. Double poo and merde. I miss him. I miss Robbie and the ace gang. I miss Libby and how she would sing "Winnie bag pool" already. I miss Angus and how he would always pounce on my legs from his cat domain. I even miss Stalag 14 and all my loon teachers and P. Green and Wet Lindsay and Elvis. And I haven't been gone for more than a week! (I think)
I started to get all blubbery when I realized I might never be able to get home. Elrohir put his hand on my shoulder in a sinceriosity way.
"Are you alright, milady?"
I started sobbing harder. "I'm Georgia Nicolson for Christ's sake! Why do you people always call me something other that Georgia??? Even Ginger would work and that's what Libby calls me!!!"
"I am sorry, Georgia. I will not do it again unless you ask me to."
"Bloody hell, don't you get it??? I don't belong here! I belong in Britain with my mum, dad, Libby, and Angus! I'm supposed to be near Mr. & Mrs. Next Door and Mr. & Mrs. Across the Street with their stupid cat Naomi and her and Angus's babies!!! This is all some crazy dream that I can't bloody wake up from!!!"
I started crying and wailing like a big baby. Oh gods, help me. I must like a complete weed, crying in front of some Elvish prince-whatsit. A really good-looking one. With a good-looking twin brother.
For some odd reason, I hugged Elrohir and cried into his blue robe-thing. For the record, he smelled better than Robbie! Like, the forest, mixed with some fresh water, sweat, and his own manly, er, elfly scent. He hugged me back, and whispered something in that odd language Aragorn and all those elves used in the movie.
"What language is that?" I managed to say through all my blubbering.
He laughed and told me it was Elvish. "Quenya to be exact."
"There's more than one kind? Could you teach me?"
6:30 pm
lying around garden with Elrohir
chatting and picking flowers
After my blubbering episode, Elrohir took me to the dining hall where we ate some really odd food they called 'lembas bread' to fill me up. After one bite, I was completely full, which usually never happens. When I told Elrohir and Elladen that my Mutti should keep this in stock at home, since she never feeds me, they both just laughed. Their laugh made me go completely jelliod. I wonder if all elves are as fit as they are? Legolas was. So was Aragorn. But Aragorn wasn't an elf, was he? Then how did he know Elvish and all those Elves before? I'll ask them later.
I met their younger sister, Arwen (or Undomiel as they call her). She had this really pretty shiny necklace on. She said it was called the 'Evenstar' because she's the Evening Star of her people. I asked who their morning star was, they said it was Luthien Tinuviel (A/N: is that how you spell it?), the one elf maiden who gave up her immortality to love a man. She told me the story of how she had married a chap named Beren and when he died, she was succumbed to grief and died of a broken heart. Quite romantic actually. Kind of like that Billy Shakespeare's play. "Robbie, Robbie. Where for art thou Robbie?"
After I ate, I went to see the twins and Arwen's father, Elrond. He was in the movie too. God's pajamas, did he have weird eyebrows! He's like that evil bloke from "The Matrix" with Mr. Big-Nose Reeves. They were always pointy and such. I had to keep from laughing like a loon when they wiggled. I told Elrond where I was from and he asked me how and why I was here in Rivendell.
"I haven't a clue."
"Well, Lady Georgia Nicolson of Britain, I would like to welcome you to my home, Rivendell. You are free to stay here as long as you wish, until you find your way home. I will do everything within my power to help you."
"Thank you." I curtseyed and began to leave, but I stopped and asked if the Fellowship of the Ring had left yet.
Big mistake.
"The Ring? What do you know about the One Ring?" Elrond's voice was really urgent. Maybe he thought I was an evil bloke helping Sauron?
"Didn't that Sauron chap make it?"
"Yes he did, but what fellowship do you speak of, Lady?"
Bloody hell. I wasn't supposed to tell! The Fellowship hasn't gone yet! Frodo probably isn't even here yet! Double poo, merde, and bullocks!
"Wait... what day is it?"
"September 15."
"Has a Hobbit come yet then?"
"Yes. Bilbo Baggins has come. Other than that, I cannot tell you."
Bullocks.
"Oh. Never mind then."
"Is there something you know that you are not telling me?"
Oh, merde. How can I tell him without messing up the whole quest?
"Well, yes. But you see it hasn't happened yet, so I don't know if I can tell you because it might mess everything up."
"I understand. Good day."
"Good day to you as well, milord."
Then I met up with Elrohir and we began to walk through the gardens. I told him about my crap life back home and after he told me about his life here.
"Your life sounds quite interesting, Georgia. All these places to go, things to do... It sounds quite exciting."
"Au contraire, mon ami. My life is extremely crap and boring. If I didn't have my fab friends or my Sex God boyfriend I would surely kill myself. Especially since I have to sit next to Nauseating Pamela Green and her goggly fish eyes. I swear she's lesbian. There is no other way to explain her obsession with me."
"She has an obsession with you? And what's a lesbian?"
Honestly, these people are so dim.
"Well, you see ever since I saved her from the Bummer twins, she's been stalking me with her goggly eyes and showing me pictures of her dumb hamster, Hammy. And a lesbian is a girl that fancies other girls."
"Really?" he asked. They must not have homosexuals in Middle Earth. This sounds like my kind of place.
"Really. But your life is tres tres bon compared to mine. You're a prince for God's sake!"
"This life isn't exactly what you would expect it to be. Banquets, private parties, councils, naming ceremonies, parties, more councils, tutoring lessons from Lord Glorfindel... It's no fun at all."
"It looks much better. Lots of fit guys running around, no Wet Lindsay's or P. Green's, no Bummers's, no Stalag 14's, no Hawkeye's, no Slim's, no Mr. & Mrs. Next Door's or Across the Street's, and no Elvis Atwood's! You can't get any better than that!"
"Who?"
"The people that make my life even more crap than it is."
We were quiet for a bit, just looking around at the scenery. It was quite pretty actually. I started to get tired and yawned.
"I'm bored," I said.
Elrohir agreed. "There is not much to do around here."
"Then what do you do for fun around here?"
Elrohir smiled mischievously. "Do you want to know?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Are you absolutely, positively sure?"
"Yes!"
"Are you absolutely, positively, without a doubt--"
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Tell me!"
Elrohir pulled us both up from our spot on the ground. "Follow me."
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Hmmm... what does Elrohir have planned? Only reviews will keep this going!!! ^_^
~*~REVIEW REPLIES~*~:
*Dreamality*- I feel so loved!!! You're double cool with knobs! ^_^
*Shivvers*- Oh please update your story!!! It's so fabbity-fab-fab! J'adore Georgia Nicolson stories!!! ^_^
*Hott4Orlando*- Thankies for the compliment! Muffins to ya!
*Earwen Colomanel*- Almost answered Bonjour? WOOT! You go girl! Long live Georgia! I love it when people quote the story! ^_^ You rule! Muffins to ya!
~ ! ~ ! Hillary IRENE Wilk,
YOU HAVE NOT EVEN READ THIS STORY YET AND YOU'RE THE ONE THAT SAID I SHOULD POST!!! IF YOU DON'T READ THIS SOON THEN I'M GOING TO HAVE TO INFLICT MAJOR PAIN ON YOU!!!! DO YOU HEAR ME??? (also, I'll never give Jack back! HE'LL BE MINE FOREVER!!! and i'll steal paris!!! MINE MINE MINE-Y MINE MINE!!! MWAHAHAHAAA!!!!)
Your bestest buddy,
Jess ~ ! ~ !
REVIEW!!!! I luv you all!!!
~*~Jess~*~
By: Jess
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Another insane chapter in my odd little story!!! Thankies to those of you who reviewed!!!! I know my Georgia lingo needs some serious work, but don't be mean cuz I wrote the first two chappys at my dad's house where I am Georgia Nicolson- less. Now, on with the story!
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When I woke up, I was face to face with the bright bright sun, which usually never happened since my bed didn't face my windows and my curtains were always drawn. I opened my eyes, and screamed. I wasn't in my room anymore. I was in some completely different room, overlooking a forest and a river with a tiny bridge. Why was I here? Was my 15 years of life just a dream and I'm actually a princess in some far away land?
A woman came rushing into my room. Apparently, she heard me screaming. But then again who didn't?
"Are you alright, milady?" the woman asked.
I shrieked and threw a pillow at her. "BLOODY HELL! WHO ARE YOU AND WHERE AM I???"
She dodged my pillow bombs while saying, "You're in Rivendell, in the House of Elrond. You were found by one of his son, Elladen, lying in the forest. You've been unconscious for about four days."
"WHAT? RIVENDELL??? ARE YOU MAD? RIVENDELL ISN'T REAL??? IT'S FAKE!!! IT'S IN THAT MOVIE I SAW WITH ROBBIE AND TOM AND JAS!!! YOU'RE MAD, WOMAN! YOU'RE--" I stopped shouting. I looked at her ears which were no longer hidden behind her really long hair. Her ears!!! Oh Buddha, help! They were pointed!!!
For the second time that day, I screamed. Then I passes out. Again.
the same day when i woke up... i think
afternoon i suppose
same room
When I opened my eyes, I saw a man with long brown hair and gray eyes. He was wearing some reddish dress. Like a toga or something. There was an odd looking crown on his head. Like one of those crowns of flowers you make, but it was made out of some shiny metal. Actually, he was shining. Like some type of aura- whatsit or something. He was quite a fit-looking bloke considering the fact he was dressed somewhat feminine. He looked like a more mature version of Robbie. Except he had pointy ears.
"Please tell me I'm not in Middle Earth?" I pleaded to him.
"Yes, you are, milady. You're in Rivendell, in the House of Elrond Halfelven. I am his son, Elladen. I found you and brought you here."
"Bloody hell. Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am. You seem to be having trouble absorbing all this information. Who are you, milady?"
"G-Georgia Nicolson."
"Well let me be the first to welcome you to Rivendell, Lady Georgia Nicolson."
"There's got to be some mistake. I don't belong here. Middle Earth is... a fantasy world. There's no real way I can be here, is there?"
"I am sure there is not a mistake, for Middle Earth is very much real, unless both you and I are not real as well."
I was speechless. He WAS right after all. Bullocks I hate in when people are right and I'm wrong.
"How in the name of pantyhose did I get here?"
Ell-whatsit looked at me like I was a loon on loon tablets. Yeah, well I'm not the one who's wearing a dress and has long hair, elf boy. Put that in your hair and brush it.
"Pantyhose?" he questioned.
I rolled my eyes. Some people... "Forget the bloody pantyhose. How'd I get here?"
"I am not sure how you arrived in Rivendell, or in Middle Earth for that matter, since you are obviously not from here. I was off riding in the woods surrounding my home, when I saw you lying unconscious on the ground, so I brought you here." He stood up to leave. "I shall send in Vanya to help you change. My father greatly wishes to speak to you."
Now it was my turn to give him a "What in Mr. Next Door's huge knickers are you talking about?" look. "What? Someone to help me change?! Are you daft? I'm not lesbian! I don't need some complete stranger coming in here to see my basoomas!"
Mr. Fit Elf sighed. "Then I shall ask her to only bring in a change of clothes then, Lady Georgia."
"What's wrong with what I have on?"
Then I remembered. I'm wearing Teletubby jimjams. For Baby Jesus's sake! How come whenever there's an extremely fit looking bloke around I have to be wearing my Teletubby jimjams?
"Forget it," I told Elf Boy.
"I'll send someone for to escort you to the dining hall in about an hour. Good day."
"Um... yes. Good day to you as well."
4:00 pm as Vanya told me
in my new bedroom
changing
I looked at three of the eight dresses Vanya brought in. One is green, another red, the last one was a light burgundy, like what Ella-whatever had on. I guess they don't know about the color black and how mature and sophis. you can look in it. Oh well. I decided on the green one. I looked quite good in it, if I do say so myself. It even hid my racehorse elbows, as Dr. George Clooney so wonderfully put it.
4:05 pm
As I walked out of my room, my stomach growled, showing how hungry I was. It's understandable, though. I hadn't eaten in four bloody days. Just as I turned the corner, I ran into Elladen (that's his name!). Literally. I fell right on my arse.
"I'm sorry, milady," he apologized. "I wasn't looking where I was going."
"Sorry. Didn't see you. But I thought you were sending someone else for me?"
Elladen looked confused. "I'm sorry?"
"You said after Vanya gave me a dress someone would take me to see your father. You said he wanted to see me."
Elladen chuckled. "Ah. You are thinking of Elladen, my brother. I am his younger twin, Elrohir."
Twins?! Blimey O' Riley's Trousers! This is going to be impossible! Actually, maybe... Elrohir is a bit more butch than his brother.
His voice was more silky and deep and sexy than Elladen's. It made me feel a bit jelliod, but I managed to keep from muttering strange babbling like with my Sex God.
Oh poo. Double poo and merde. I miss him. I miss Robbie and the ace gang. I miss Libby and how she would sing "Winnie bag pool" already. I miss Angus and how he would always pounce on my legs from his cat domain. I even miss Stalag 14 and all my loon teachers and P. Green and Wet Lindsay and Elvis. And I haven't been gone for more than a week! (I think)
I started to get all blubbery when I realized I might never be able to get home. Elrohir put his hand on my shoulder in a sinceriosity way.
"Are you alright, milady?"
I started sobbing harder. "I'm Georgia Nicolson for Christ's sake! Why do you people always call me something other that Georgia??? Even Ginger would work and that's what Libby calls me!!!"
"I am sorry, Georgia. I will not do it again unless you ask me to."
"Bloody hell, don't you get it??? I don't belong here! I belong in Britain with my mum, dad, Libby, and Angus! I'm supposed to be near Mr. & Mrs. Next Door and Mr. & Mrs. Across the Street with their stupid cat Naomi and her and Angus's babies!!! This is all some crazy dream that I can't bloody wake up from!!!"
I started crying and wailing like a big baby. Oh gods, help me. I must like a complete weed, crying in front of some Elvish prince-whatsit. A really good-looking one. With a good-looking twin brother.
For some odd reason, I hugged Elrohir and cried into his blue robe-thing. For the record, he smelled better than Robbie! Like, the forest, mixed with some fresh water, sweat, and his own manly, er, elfly scent. He hugged me back, and whispered something in that odd language Aragorn and all those elves used in the movie.
"What language is that?" I managed to say through all my blubbering.
He laughed and told me it was Elvish. "Quenya to be exact."
"There's more than one kind? Could you teach me?"
6:30 pm
lying around garden with Elrohir
chatting and picking flowers
After my blubbering episode, Elrohir took me to the dining hall where we ate some really odd food they called 'lembas bread' to fill me up. After one bite, I was completely full, which usually never happens. When I told Elrohir and Elladen that my Mutti should keep this in stock at home, since she never feeds me, they both just laughed. Their laugh made me go completely jelliod. I wonder if all elves are as fit as they are? Legolas was. So was Aragorn. But Aragorn wasn't an elf, was he? Then how did he know Elvish and all those Elves before? I'll ask them later.
I met their younger sister, Arwen (or Undomiel as they call her). She had this really pretty shiny necklace on. She said it was called the 'Evenstar' because she's the Evening Star of her people. I asked who their morning star was, they said it was Luthien Tinuviel (A/N: is that how you spell it?), the one elf maiden who gave up her immortality to love a man. She told me the story of how she had married a chap named Beren and when he died, she was succumbed to grief and died of a broken heart. Quite romantic actually. Kind of like that Billy Shakespeare's play. "Robbie, Robbie. Where for art thou Robbie?"
After I ate, I went to see the twins and Arwen's father, Elrond. He was in the movie too. God's pajamas, did he have weird eyebrows! He's like that evil bloke from "The Matrix" with Mr. Big-Nose Reeves. They were always pointy and such. I had to keep from laughing like a loon when they wiggled. I told Elrond where I was from and he asked me how and why I was here in Rivendell.
"I haven't a clue."
"Well, Lady Georgia Nicolson of Britain, I would like to welcome you to my home, Rivendell. You are free to stay here as long as you wish, until you find your way home. I will do everything within my power to help you."
"Thank you." I curtseyed and began to leave, but I stopped and asked if the Fellowship of the Ring had left yet.
Big mistake.
"The Ring? What do you know about the One Ring?" Elrond's voice was really urgent. Maybe he thought I was an evil bloke helping Sauron?
"Didn't that Sauron chap make it?"
"Yes he did, but what fellowship do you speak of, Lady?"
Bloody hell. I wasn't supposed to tell! The Fellowship hasn't gone yet! Frodo probably isn't even here yet! Double poo, merde, and bullocks!
"Wait... what day is it?"
"September 15."
"Has a Hobbit come yet then?"
"Yes. Bilbo Baggins has come. Other than that, I cannot tell you."
Bullocks.
"Oh. Never mind then."
"Is there something you know that you are not telling me?"
Oh, merde. How can I tell him without messing up the whole quest?
"Well, yes. But you see it hasn't happened yet, so I don't know if I can tell you because it might mess everything up."
"I understand. Good day."
"Good day to you as well, milord."
Then I met up with Elrohir and we began to walk through the gardens. I told him about my crap life back home and after he told me about his life here.
"Your life sounds quite interesting, Georgia. All these places to go, things to do... It sounds quite exciting."
"Au contraire, mon ami. My life is extremely crap and boring. If I didn't have my fab friends or my Sex God boyfriend I would surely kill myself. Especially since I have to sit next to Nauseating Pamela Green and her goggly fish eyes. I swear she's lesbian. There is no other way to explain her obsession with me."
"She has an obsession with you? And what's a lesbian?"
Honestly, these people are so dim.
"Well, you see ever since I saved her from the Bummer twins, she's been stalking me with her goggly eyes and showing me pictures of her dumb hamster, Hammy. And a lesbian is a girl that fancies other girls."
"Really?" he asked. They must not have homosexuals in Middle Earth. This sounds like my kind of place.
"Really. But your life is tres tres bon compared to mine. You're a prince for God's sake!"
"This life isn't exactly what you would expect it to be. Banquets, private parties, councils, naming ceremonies, parties, more councils, tutoring lessons from Lord Glorfindel... It's no fun at all."
"It looks much better. Lots of fit guys running around, no Wet Lindsay's or P. Green's, no Bummers's, no Stalag 14's, no Hawkeye's, no Slim's, no Mr. & Mrs. Next Door's or Across the Street's, and no Elvis Atwood's! You can't get any better than that!"
"Who?"
"The people that make my life even more crap than it is."
We were quiet for a bit, just looking around at the scenery. It was quite pretty actually. I started to get tired and yawned.
"I'm bored," I said.
Elrohir agreed. "There is not much to do around here."
"Then what do you do for fun around here?"
Elrohir smiled mischievously. "Do you want to know?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Are you absolutely, positively sure?"
"Yes!"
"Are you absolutely, positively, without a doubt--"
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Tell me!"
Elrohir pulled us both up from our spot on the ground. "Follow me."
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Hmmm... what does Elrohir have planned? Only reviews will keep this going!!! ^_^
~*~REVIEW REPLIES~*~:
*Dreamality*- I feel so loved!!! You're double cool with knobs! ^_^
*Shivvers*- Oh please update your story!!! It's so fabbity-fab-fab! J'adore Georgia Nicolson stories!!! ^_^
*Hott4Orlando*- Thankies for the compliment! Muffins to ya!
*Earwen Colomanel*- Almost answered Bonjour? WOOT! You go girl! Long live Georgia! I love it when people quote the story! ^_^ You rule! Muffins to ya!
~ ! ~ ! Hillary IRENE Wilk,
YOU HAVE NOT EVEN READ THIS STORY YET AND YOU'RE THE ONE THAT SAID I SHOULD POST!!! IF YOU DON'T READ THIS SOON THEN I'M GOING TO HAVE TO INFLICT MAJOR PAIN ON YOU!!!! DO YOU HEAR ME??? (also, I'll never give Jack back! HE'LL BE MINE FOREVER!!! and i'll steal paris!!! MINE MINE MINE-Y MINE MINE!!! MWAHAHAHAAA!!!!)
Your bestest buddy,
Jess ~ ! ~ !
REVIEW!!!! I luv you all!!!
~*~Jess~*~