Hi all again! I know it's been a while since I've updated, but as Reviewer() told you all in a review, real life got in the way...I'm trying to take more time to write my stories, though, and have been sitting in the hospital and writing them...it's a whole lot better than watching the news nonstop...I swear that's all that's ever on at the hospital is NBC news! Boring! LOL! Anyways, school is starting back up too, so I've got to buckle down and read The Scarlet Letter before school starts, or my Honors English teacher will be pissed! . So sorry that my chapters are going to be coming very slowly for a while, but, I can't help it, and I know you all won't be too hard on me about it...

Purple

"So in conclusion, the murderer actually turned out to be Lydia Manchunes. Any questions?"

"Yeah, could this be any more boring?" Red Herring muttered under his breath, so his companion wouldn't hear. He looked at the girl standing next to him with disgust as she raised her hand to point out parts of the mystery novel that the lecturer had missed.

As the woman at the front began to rant on about another one of her favorite author's books, Velma turned away to look at Red.

"Phew...the next book she's talking about is one I don't like, so let's go, ok?"

"Fine by me!" Red said happily, following Velma as she wandered down the Fair lane. The Mystery Novels Fair was in the middle of historic Coolsville, in its prized park. Surrounded by a fresh forest and sparkling lake, it was loved by all who came to sit and read in peace and quiet. This being the case, it was perfect for the fair.

"So where to next?" Velma tied her hands behind her back and stretched, walking ahead of her 'date'.

"Anywhere you want, I guess."

"Say, why don't we go to a author's booth that you like? Who's your favorite mystery writer?" Velma turned around and stopped, facing the redheaded man.

"O...oooh...my favorite writer? It's um...well, it's..." Searching around frantically, he pointed at the closest booth. "It's that one! My favorite is..."

"Mary Higgins Clark?" Velma blinked, unsure. "She usually targets her books at a female audience, but, ok...if you like her..." She shrugged and walked towards it, Red following, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Welcome! Is there a particular book that you're looking for?" A friendly woman appeared in front of Velma, smiling widely.

Velma smiled back. "Oh, Clark books aren't my cup of tea. I mean, they're interesting and all...but really, I've already read them all... My friend here says that she's his favorite, though. Red, is there a book you want?"

Red turned pink as the young, pretty woman looked skeptically at him though wide-rimmed glasses. "Yes, sir, we have all of Clark's books together right here! Her new book is just arriving this morning. I'll have to check in the back for the title."

"Um...yeah...ok...sure...I'll just get her new book if that's ok with you...I've...I've um...already read all the others ones..." Red fidgeted round, running his hand through his ruddy auburn hair nervously.

The woman smirked. "I'm sure you have. I'll be back in a moment." She turned and walked into the back of the tent, behind three roof high stacks of books.

"This is fun, Red! I'm glad you invited me to come along! It's been great fun..." Velma turned and smiled up at her companion. "Too bad my friends couldn't be here...Fred would have loved the fair as much as me!"

Red turned to her. "Why didn't you and Fred ever hook up, Velma?"

Velma laughed. "Me? And Fred? No way! We're not right for one another. Besides, Fred has Daphne and he loves her dearly. It would never work for Fred and me."

Red folded his arms across his chest. "Nah, I don't think that's it. I think it's that the little twerp could never keep up with you in the first place."

Velma blinked. "Huh? No, no, don't say that! Fred is a good person! He's genuine and kind, even is he is a little...oh...how do you say... full of pride? I know you two never got along as children, but you could be friends now, if you tried."

Red snorted. "Never will I be a friend with that geek. I don't care how long you and I date or anything. I'm avoiding the loser."

Velma saw the woman coming from the back and held her tongue, but looked at Red with a glower in her eye.

When they walked outside the tent, Velma turned and looked at Red. "Red...we are not...dating...you are just a friend...."

Red was scoffing down at the book in his hand. He looked up at Velma with a frown. "What?"

Velma looked around nervously. "Look, right now I'm really confused. I don't know what we are...but...Red, I will never date you. You just aren't my type. I have to go. I haven't spent any time with my friends in a while, and there are a few things that we need to work out. I'm sorry, but I need to be going now." She smiled slightly at him and turned away, jogging away.

Red turned to the book in his hand scornfully. "Damn book." He tossed it over into a shrub and walked away in the opposite direction from which Velma was retreating. "Like I'd actually date her, anyways. Yeah, right. She can only wish...but I do have plans for her...she just doesn't know it yet..." He grinned and looked out at a playground for small children. A young girl saw him standing there, pointed to him, and started to cry loudly.

Hehehe...he makes small children cry...aww...poor little girl...hehehe...well, it might be a long while before I get another chapter out, but enjoy this one, and don't worry, I'm still here, just a little sidetracked. Tata!

Luv ya and God Bless!

LunaGirl