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real people and are owned by themselves. Hoodlie (later chapters), Josh
(ditto) and Chicken Wing are owned by themselves, but I only own the names.
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Hey guys! Sorry for the long wait. I cannot tell you how much writer's block I've had lately. I just couldn't write this chapter, actually I didn't. Well, I did, but I didn't write about anything that I told you that I would write about, but this time I WILL get to it. I just couldn't write it right now, there were too many ideas that struck up in my mind and I just had to get them out to you. So, I think I can fit all that crap in my other chapters. Again, I apologize for the long wait, I'll try to be more prompt with my other chapters.
Now, I have to explain something about this chapter. I'm sorry, but this might be a little boring. I do apologize for the boringness that this chapter may bring to you. I couldn't find a way to write it in an exciting way, so basically all it is, is dialogue. It only contains two characters: Snitch and Itey. You'll understand it after you read it, but if you don't like it and fall asleep because you're bored, I'm so sorry. I just had to get this Itey thing out of the way. I was having some serious problems with Itey love and I had to put him in somewhere where he actually mattered. But, this chapter is significant in everything else that I'm planning. This isn't just an excuse for another chapter and an excuse to use Itey, it actually is relevant to what I'm planning next. So, again, my sincere apologies! If you don't like it, please don't stop reading, I promise it'll get better! Thanks!
Chapter 19: Itey the Psychiatrist?
Weeks went by; days grew longer as summer approached in Manhattan, New York. Confrontations erupted between friends and new problems were laid out in front of everyone, but as soon as they came, they went away. Snitch walked the city, alone. He searched desperately for his girlfriend; all he wanted was to talk to her for a while. He already checked in Queens for her (today was the day she went to sell with Skittery and Chicken Wing), but she was no where to be found. Where is she? He thought to himself as he checked the docks, the church, Central Park, the Horace Greeley Statue, and lastly Tibby's. He thought he shouldn't check there because she wouldn't go there with out him. That was their time together, or so he thought. He walked up to the big window and looked into it, seeing her with Skittery. It seemed all she ever does is hang out with Skittery. He watched her laugh and smile and he thought of the times that they used to do the same thing. He sighed as the memories flowed through his mind about all the fun they used to have together. What happened to them? Doesn't she like me anymore? What have I done? What haven't I done for her? I don't understand, what does she see in Skittery that she doesn't see in me? I thought she loved me. Did she ever love me? Was this all a set up? The thoughts attacked his mind as the memories continued to play over and over again.
(A/N: These are memories from before, don't get confused)
They walked a bit slower now, trying not to fall yet again. This time they did carry on a conversation, but nothing really serious.
"You're a loser." He played as he hit her head lightly.
She played with his mind and put on an expression telling him that she was offended by his comment. "Shut up, you are da most losery of the whole loser woild." With that comment, she slipped only to bring herself down.
Snitch looked at her and laughed. "Right, losery of the whole loser woild? Right." He said as he turned away, to tease her.
"Hey! Ain't you gonna help me up?" She said pulling in his pant leg. He had his hands in his pockets and just shrugged, making a crooked smile. "Fine be that way." She said crossing her arms and pouting a bit.
"Okay." Snitch shrugged as he turned and walked away.
He remembered when they were young and they'd go to Tibby's together, he remembered all the fun they used to have together. His mind brought back a memory of when he was 9 years old and Liz was 7. "No!" He yelled as she poured tons and tons of salt into his drink.
"Just gettin' ya back for puttin' dat ice-cream under my pillow!" She said proudly.
"Hey it's my pillow too!" He argued. "What about dose worms dat I put in your drawer, you found dem yet?"
"Yeah an' I put dem in your underwear."
Snitch frowned, "what?! You didn't, did you?" He asked, as his eyes got really big. Liz just nodded. "Ugh! Dat ain't fair! You can't do dat! You can't take somethin' dat I did tah you an' do da same thing tah me!"
"Is da a rule?" Liz challenged.
"Yes it is!"
"Who came up wid it?"
"Me! I came up wid it! I said so!" Snitch crossed his arms proudly.
"You can't do dat!"
"Yes I can."
"No you can't!"
"Yes I can!"
"Why? Dat ain't fair, Snitch." Liz pouted.
"Because I'm older, dat's why. An' I'm better, an' nicer, an' uh cuter den you." He nodded.
"Nuh-uh!"
"Yes-huh!"
"You're bein' an assie." (A/N: Any of you watch Viva La Bam? Well, thanks to April Margera for that new word)
"An' assie?" He laughed. "What da hell kinda woid is dat?"
"Awww! You said da 'h' woid! You're gonna get in trouble, Snitch. Dey could take ya tah jail or somethin'."
"No dey can't. What are dey gonna do tah me? Dey're gonna drag me out by my ear is what dey're gonna do tah me. Don't worry, dey ain't gonna bust me for sayin' a bad woid or anythin'. Geez, you worry too much. Besides, you said a bad woid too."
"No I didn't." Liz defended.
"Yes you did. Ass is a bad woid." Snitch replied, matter-of-factly.
"Yeah, but I said 'assie', not 'ass'."
"It still had 'ass' in it."
"Yeah so, 'assessment' has 'ass' in it."
"It still had 'ass' in it." Snitch repeated.
"Assume has 'ass' in it."
"It still had 'ass' in it." Snitch always played his little mind games, and he was a bit annoying when he was younger.
"But, 'assure' has 'ass' in it."
"I could go on forever, it still has da woid 'ass' in it."
"Oh shut up!"
"It still has 'ass' in it."
"Okay fine you win." She surrendered as she chugged down is salt filled drink. That was the consequence of losing, what ever you did to them, you had to do to yourself; so instead of wasting her drink, she wasted his.
Snitch walked alone back to the Lodging House and sat down on the stairs outside to think. He sat alone just watching as the sky above him filled with grey and blue clouds. He waited and waited, without moving a muscle, he sat hours on end just thinking and waiting. People poured in and out of the LH, passing him as they went their separate ways, not paying any attention to him. Everyone had their own business to attend to and they knew to stay out of each other's unless they were asked.
Itey had finished up selling his papers and walked up to his best friend. He sat down beside of the very depressed, Snitch. "What'cha doin'?"
"Jus' sittin' here." Snitch replied briefly.
"I kinda noticed dat. Why?"
"'Cause I'm bored."
"And?"
"And what, can't a guy be bored around here?" He snapped.
"Well yeah, but not you. You always find somethin' tah do no matter what. You got dat wild imagination an' you always find somethin' fun tah do."
"Yeah, well I don't have it anymore." Snitch sighed, as he stared at the ground.
Itey pounded his fists together trying to pass the time. He thought of things to say, but he didn't know what to. Nothing seemed suitable to say, he was afraid that he'd blab something stupid and useless out. "Okay so, um what's wrong?"
"Nothin'." Snitch said concisely.
"Okay, um, does dis have tah do wid her?"
Snitch looked up from the ground with questioning eyes. "Who?"
"Tag Along. What do ya mean who? Da only goil dat I'd be talkin' about. Liz you dummy!" Itey taunted. Snitch didn't laugh, but just continued poking the ground with a stick. "Does dis have tah do wid her?"
"Maybe, um, no." He lied.
"What did she do now?"
"It's a long story." Snitch explained.
"I got time."
"Well I don't."
"What you're sittin' here doin' nothin' at all an' you say you ain't got time? C'mon, tell me." Itey elbowed him, trying to get his attention.
"I don't wanna talk about it."
"Good well I don't wanna hear about it." He joked, Snitch didn't laugh. "Haha, okay so we ain't in for da funny business, okay." He sighed and scratched his head. "Snitch, tell me what's wrong. Seriously, I ain't gonna leave until you tell me what's goin' on."
"Why would you care, you don't like all dat lovely dovey crap."
"What? Snitch, you're right, I don't love all dat spring time fever crap, but you're my best friend an' I wanna be dere for you." Snitch looked up at him with a confused and weird stare. "No I ain't gay, I jus' hate seein' ya when you're sad. I like tah see ya happy, an' you're usually happy, but when you're not somethin' must be wrong, so spill. C'mon man, it's just me, who am I gonna tell?"
Snitch sighed and spilled the whole story. "Well, see, ever since she's been hangin' wid Skittery I've been seein' less an' less of her. I mean, I feel like, I don't know, like I don't matter anymore. I saw her in Tibby's today with Skittery an' she was laughin' an' havin' fun. I was jus' standin' at da window watchin' her havin' such a good time an' I just thought about how dat used tah be us. We used tah be da ones who got kicked out of Tibby's because we were causing a scene. I remember us when we'd roam around da city day an' night, it didn't matter what anyone said, we'd do it. I remember we'd always play dese stupid tricks on each other that were endless. I remember she'd put frogs in my shoes, put spiders in my hair." He laughed. "I remember dere was dis one time she put itchin' powder in my pants. God dat sucked." Itey smiled and laughed right along with him as he recalled all of those past experiences. When the laughter ended, a frown proceeded onto Snitch's face. "Den one day it just all stopped." He looked back down at the ground, depressed. "She used tah be my friend, ya know. Now we don't hardly talk anymore, it seems. I just don't know what it is. I don't know if she's tired of me or what. I don't even know if she likes me anymore."
"Snitch, do ya love da goil?"
"She has a name, assie!" Snitch was astonished that he actually said 'assie', the very word that he laughed so much about when he was younger. "Assie? What da hell? What was dat? Anyway, she has a name, Itey."
"Okay, do ya love Liz?"
"Yeah, I love her. I love her wid all my heart an' even more den dat. I love her more den anythin' in da entire woild, ya know."
"Okay, den Snitch, here's what ya gotta do. Why don't you jus' tell her how ya feel. Jus' tell her dat you love her an' you miss bein' wid her. Tell her dat you want her tah be 110% honest, no sugar-coating, no brown nosin', no lyin', no improvin' da truth, da complete damn truth as far as she knows it. Ask her what's goin' on wid you two, if she still feels da same way about you. Ask her if dere's somethin' goin' on wid Skittery dat you need tah know about. Jus' be honest wid her an' make her be honest wid you. Tell her how ya feel an' listen tah her. Let her do all da talkin', you just listen. Okay, do ya understand?"
Snitch nodded. "But what if she doesn't like me anymore?"
"Well den move on. Find someone else who is better den her. Snitch, I'm tellin' ya dis as a friend, okay. I know you love her, I see you when you're around her. You're happy, she makes you happy. But she also makes you sad an' upset, which is how all relationships are. Dere are always gonna be challenges an' obstacles to face, an' dis is one of dem. Snitch, if you're supposed tah be wid her, you will be. Don't be thinkin' about maybe she doesn't like me, maybe she doesn't want tah be wid me anymore. If you guys were supposed tah be together, den you will stay together. Jus' try tah look on da other side of things sometimes. Try tah look at it through her point of view, it could just be nothin'. See, she does what ever she wants when she wants tah do it, she's always been dat way. She always has gone her own way an' you've done da same. Now you guys are together an' you want to spend more time wid each other, because you like being together. It ain't a friendship anymore, it's a relationship. You're-oh how can I say dis? Um, don't take dis offensively or anythin' but you're more of da clingy one, okay. Dat ain't always a bad thing, I mean, I don't know, but don't take it da wrong way. You want tah be wid her all da time, but she needs her space, so you gotta give it tah her. Do ya know what I mean?"
"Man, what? I knew you were smart but I didn't know you were DAT smart. Geez oh man, dat was like a psychological lesson thing. You should be my psychiatrist or somethin' man. Geez, but, yeah I understand an' I'll talk tah her." Snitch smiled a little fake grin.
"See ya, man. Good luck. Remember what I told ya." Itey said before he headed his own way.
Snitch rested his head on his knees as he waited for Liz to come back.
Are you guys awake? I hope you still are. makes an innocent face I'm sorry, now I'll go on to SO's, the part that all of you love!!
Blue Boxer What? I still never got a review, so I don't know what to say. I know you sent me one, but ff.net was being a turd, so this is all I'm gonna write. Love ya sis!
JustDuck I don't get the 'husband' thing, so could you explain it to me? LOL, but here's you Itey chapter, not that you asked for it, but you did mention the Itster! I'm glad you don't HATE Snitch, but I promise he'll get better. By the end of this fic, you'll find that he's the one with the backbone, not someone else. I'm not gonna say anymore, I'll give it away. Thanks!
Splashey Yeah, I was wondering if anyone could pick up on the handshake thing. It was from "A Walk To Remember". I copied it! Haha, at least I admitted it. blushes It was pretty cool though, hard to describe, but cool. Great movie too! I hope you did well on your science project thing! :smiles: Thanks for reviewing!
GUYS! It's a miracle, I WILL stay on track, but here is the next chapter. This is gonna be another talking one. It might be funny, I don't know. I have ideas, but nothing completely in my head yet. So, I'll see what I can do to make it really spiffy.
Can Snitch bear his feelings to Liz and get her to understand where he's coming from?
Does Liz have any feelings for Snitch anymore, or is she just being a 'player'?
Liz's birthday is coming up soon, what is Snitch planning to get her/do for her? (A/N: That whole birthday thing will probably be in the chapter after that, so stay tuned)
Hey guys! Sorry for the long wait. I cannot tell you how much writer's block I've had lately. I just couldn't write this chapter, actually I didn't. Well, I did, but I didn't write about anything that I told you that I would write about, but this time I WILL get to it. I just couldn't write it right now, there were too many ideas that struck up in my mind and I just had to get them out to you. So, I think I can fit all that crap in my other chapters. Again, I apologize for the long wait, I'll try to be more prompt with my other chapters.
Now, I have to explain something about this chapter. I'm sorry, but this might be a little boring. I do apologize for the boringness that this chapter may bring to you. I couldn't find a way to write it in an exciting way, so basically all it is, is dialogue. It only contains two characters: Snitch and Itey. You'll understand it after you read it, but if you don't like it and fall asleep because you're bored, I'm so sorry. I just had to get this Itey thing out of the way. I was having some serious problems with Itey love and I had to put him in somewhere where he actually mattered. But, this chapter is significant in everything else that I'm planning. This isn't just an excuse for another chapter and an excuse to use Itey, it actually is relevant to what I'm planning next. So, again, my sincere apologies! If you don't like it, please don't stop reading, I promise it'll get better! Thanks!
Chapter 19: Itey the Psychiatrist?
Weeks went by; days grew longer as summer approached in Manhattan, New York. Confrontations erupted between friends and new problems were laid out in front of everyone, but as soon as they came, they went away. Snitch walked the city, alone. He searched desperately for his girlfriend; all he wanted was to talk to her for a while. He already checked in Queens for her (today was the day she went to sell with Skittery and Chicken Wing), but she was no where to be found. Where is she? He thought to himself as he checked the docks, the church, Central Park, the Horace Greeley Statue, and lastly Tibby's. He thought he shouldn't check there because she wouldn't go there with out him. That was their time together, or so he thought. He walked up to the big window and looked into it, seeing her with Skittery. It seemed all she ever does is hang out with Skittery. He watched her laugh and smile and he thought of the times that they used to do the same thing. He sighed as the memories flowed through his mind about all the fun they used to have together. What happened to them? Doesn't she like me anymore? What have I done? What haven't I done for her? I don't understand, what does she see in Skittery that she doesn't see in me? I thought she loved me. Did she ever love me? Was this all a set up? The thoughts attacked his mind as the memories continued to play over and over again.
(A/N: These are memories from before, don't get confused)
They walked a bit slower now, trying not to fall yet again. This time they did carry on a conversation, but nothing really serious.
"You're a loser." He played as he hit her head lightly.
She played with his mind and put on an expression telling him that she was offended by his comment. "Shut up, you are da most losery of the whole loser woild." With that comment, she slipped only to bring herself down.
Snitch looked at her and laughed. "Right, losery of the whole loser woild? Right." He said as he turned away, to tease her.
"Hey! Ain't you gonna help me up?" She said pulling in his pant leg. He had his hands in his pockets and just shrugged, making a crooked smile. "Fine be that way." She said crossing her arms and pouting a bit.
"Okay." Snitch shrugged as he turned and walked away.
He remembered when they were young and they'd go to Tibby's together, he remembered all the fun they used to have together. His mind brought back a memory of when he was 9 years old and Liz was 7. "No!" He yelled as she poured tons and tons of salt into his drink.
"Just gettin' ya back for puttin' dat ice-cream under my pillow!" She said proudly.
"Hey it's my pillow too!" He argued. "What about dose worms dat I put in your drawer, you found dem yet?"
"Yeah an' I put dem in your underwear."
Snitch frowned, "what?! You didn't, did you?" He asked, as his eyes got really big. Liz just nodded. "Ugh! Dat ain't fair! You can't do dat! You can't take somethin' dat I did tah you an' do da same thing tah me!"
"Is da a rule?" Liz challenged.
"Yes it is!"
"Who came up wid it?"
"Me! I came up wid it! I said so!" Snitch crossed his arms proudly.
"You can't do dat!"
"Yes I can."
"No you can't!"
"Yes I can!"
"Why? Dat ain't fair, Snitch." Liz pouted.
"Because I'm older, dat's why. An' I'm better, an' nicer, an' uh cuter den you." He nodded.
"Nuh-uh!"
"Yes-huh!"
"You're bein' an assie." (A/N: Any of you watch Viva La Bam? Well, thanks to April Margera for that new word)
"An' assie?" He laughed. "What da hell kinda woid is dat?"
"Awww! You said da 'h' woid! You're gonna get in trouble, Snitch. Dey could take ya tah jail or somethin'."
"No dey can't. What are dey gonna do tah me? Dey're gonna drag me out by my ear is what dey're gonna do tah me. Don't worry, dey ain't gonna bust me for sayin' a bad woid or anythin'. Geez, you worry too much. Besides, you said a bad woid too."
"No I didn't." Liz defended.
"Yes you did. Ass is a bad woid." Snitch replied, matter-of-factly.
"Yeah, but I said 'assie', not 'ass'."
"It still had 'ass' in it."
"Yeah so, 'assessment' has 'ass' in it."
"It still had 'ass' in it." Snitch repeated.
"Assume has 'ass' in it."
"It still had 'ass' in it." Snitch always played his little mind games, and he was a bit annoying when he was younger.
"But, 'assure' has 'ass' in it."
"I could go on forever, it still has da woid 'ass' in it."
"Oh shut up!"
"It still has 'ass' in it."
"Okay fine you win." She surrendered as she chugged down is salt filled drink. That was the consequence of losing, what ever you did to them, you had to do to yourself; so instead of wasting her drink, she wasted his.
Snitch walked alone back to the Lodging House and sat down on the stairs outside to think. He sat alone just watching as the sky above him filled with grey and blue clouds. He waited and waited, without moving a muscle, he sat hours on end just thinking and waiting. People poured in and out of the LH, passing him as they went their separate ways, not paying any attention to him. Everyone had their own business to attend to and they knew to stay out of each other's unless they were asked.
Itey had finished up selling his papers and walked up to his best friend. He sat down beside of the very depressed, Snitch. "What'cha doin'?"
"Jus' sittin' here." Snitch replied briefly.
"I kinda noticed dat. Why?"
"'Cause I'm bored."
"And?"
"And what, can't a guy be bored around here?" He snapped.
"Well yeah, but not you. You always find somethin' tah do no matter what. You got dat wild imagination an' you always find somethin' fun tah do."
"Yeah, well I don't have it anymore." Snitch sighed, as he stared at the ground.
Itey pounded his fists together trying to pass the time. He thought of things to say, but he didn't know what to. Nothing seemed suitable to say, he was afraid that he'd blab something stupid and useless out. "Okay so, um what's wrong?"
"Nothin'." Snitch said concisely.
"Okay, um, does dis have tah do wid her?"
Snitch looked up from the ground with questioning eyes. "Who?"
"Tag Along. What do ya mean who? Da only goil dat I'd be talkin' about. Liz you dummy!" Itey taunted. Snitch didn't laugh, but just continued poking the ground with a stick. "Does dis have tah do wid her?"
"Maybe, um, no." He lied.
"What did she do now?"
"It's a long story." Snitch explained.
"I got time."
"Well I don't."
"What you're sittin' here doin' nothin' at all an' you say you ain't got time? C'mon, tell me." Itey elbowed him, trying to get his attention.
"I don't wanna talk about it."
"Good well I don't wanna hear about it." He joked, Snitch didn't laugh. "Haha, okay so we ain't in for da funny business, okay." He sighed and scratched his head. "Snitch, tell me what's wrong. Seriously, I ain't gonna leave until you tell me what's goin' on."
"Why would you care, you don't like all dat lovely dovey crap."
"What? Snitch, you're right, I don't love all dat spring time fever crap, but you're my best friend an' I wanna be dere for you." Snitch looked up at him with a confused and weird stare. "No I ain't gay, I jus' hate seein' ya when you're sad. I like tah see ya happy, an' you're usually happy, but when you're not somethin' must be wrong, so spill. C'mon man, it's just me, who am I gonna tell?"
Snitch sighed and spilled the whole story. "Well, see, ever since she's been hangin' wid Skittery I've been seein' less an' less of her. I mean, I feel like, I don't know, like I don't matter anymore. I saw her in Tibby's today with Skittery an' she was laughin' an' havin' fun. I was jus' standin' at da window watchin' her havin' such a good time an' I just thought about how dat used tah be us. We used tah be da ones who got kicked out of Tibby's because we were causing a scene. I remember us when we'd roam around da city day an' night, it didn't matter what anyone said, we'd do it. I remember we'd always play dese stupid tricks on each other that were endless. I remember she'd put frogs in my shoes, put spiders in my hair." He laughed. "I remember dere was dis one time she put itchin' powder in my pants. God dat sucked." Itey smiled and laughed right along with him as he recalled all of those past experiences. When the laughter ended, a frown proceeded onto Snitch's face. "Den one day it just all stopped." He looked back down at the ground, depressed. "She used tah be my friend, ya know. Now we don't hardly talk anymore, it seems. I just don't know what it is. I don't know if she's tired of me or what. I don't even know if she likes me anymore."
"Snitch, do ya love da goil?"
"She has a name, assie!" Snitch was astonished that he actually said 'assie', the very word that he laughed so much about when he was younger. "Assie? What da hell? What was dat? Anyway, she has a name, Itey."
"Okay, do ya love Liz?"
"Yeah, I love her. I love her wid all my heart an' even more den dat. I love her more den anythin' in da entire woild, ya know."
"Okay, den Snitch, here's what ya gotta do. Why don't you jus' tell her how ya feel. Jus' tell her dat you love her an' you miss bein' wid her. Tell her dat you want her tah be 110% honest, no sugar-coating, no brown nosin', no lyin', no improvin' da truth, da complete damn truth as far as she knows it. Ask her what's goin' on wid you two, if she still feels da same way about you. Ask her if dere's somethin' goin' on wid Skittery dat you need tah know about. Jus' be honest wid her an' make her be honest wid you. Tell her how ya feel an' listen tah her. Let her do all da talkin', you just listen. Okay, do ya understand?"
Snitch nodded. "But what if she doesn't like me anymore?"
"Well den move on. Find someone else who is better den her. Snitch, I'm tellin' ya dis as a friend, okay. I know you love her, I see you when you're around her. You're happy, she makes you happy. But she also makes you sad an' upset, which is how all relationships are. Dere are always gonna be challenges an' obstacles to face, an' dis is one of dem. Snitch, if you're supposed tah be wid her, you will be. Don't be thinkin' about maybe she doesn't like me, maybe she doesn't want tah be wid me anymore. If you guys were supposed tah be together, den you will stay together. Jus' try tah look on da other side of things sometimes. Try tah look at it through her point of view, it could just be nothin'. See, she does what ever she wants when she wants tah do it, she's always been dat way. She always has gone her own way an' you've done da same. Now you guys are together an' you want to spend more time wid each other, because you like being together. It ain't a friendship anymore, it's a relationship. You're-oh how can I say dis? Um, don't take dis offensively or anythin' but you're more of da clingy one, okay. Dat ain't always a bad thing, I mean, I don't know, but don't take it da wrong way. You want tah be wid her all da time, but she needs her space, so you gotta give it tah her. Do ya know what I mean?"
"Man, what? I knew you were smart but I didn't know you were DAT smart. Geez oh man, dat was like a psychological lesson thing. You should be my psychiatrist or somethin' man. Geez, but, yeah I understand an' I'll talk tah her." Snitch smiled a little fake grin.
"See ya, man. Good luck. Remember what I told ya." Itey said before he headed his own way.
Snitch rested his head on his knees as he waited for Liz to come back.
Are you guys awake? I hope you still are. makes an innocent face I'm sorry, now I'll go on to SO's, the part that all of you love!!
Blue Boxer What? I still never got a review, so I don't know what to say. I know you sent me one, but ff.net was being a turd, so this is all I'm gonna write. Love ya sis!
JustDuck I don't get the 'husband' thing, so could you explain it to me? LOL, but here's you Itey chapter, not that you asked for it, but you did mention the Itster! I'm glad you don't HATE Snitch, but I promise he'll get better. By the end of this fic, you'll find that he's the one with the backbone, not someone else. I'm not gonna say anymore, I'll give it away. Thanks!
Splashey Yeah, I was wondering if anyone could pick up on the handshake thing. It was from "A Walk To Remember". I copied it! Haha, at least I admitted it. blushes It was pretty cool though, hard to describe, but cool. Great movie too! I hope you did well on your science project thing! :smiles: Thanks for reviewing!
GUYS! It's a miracle, I WILL stay on track, but here is the next chapter. This is gonna be another talking one. It might be funny, I don't know. I have ideas, but nothing completely in my head yet. So, I'll see what I can do to make it really spiffy.
Can Snitch bear his feelings to Liz and get her to understand where he's coming from?
Does Liz have any feelings for Snitch anymore, or is she just being a 'player'?
Liz's birthday is coming up soon, what is Snitch planning to get her/do for her? (A/N: That whole birthday thing will probably be in the chapter after that, so stay tuned)
