October 14-15, 2004: Welcome to chapter 8.1! Okay. I know. I am a bad author. I've let you all hang ling miserable little hangy-things with an awful cliffhanger. Well, let me tell you: High school is tougher than you think. Homework.... ay, yi, yi. The eighth chapter is slow coming, so this is what I'm going to do: I'm going to break it up for you. Each day for the next three or four (or five?) days, you'll get a little bit of chapter eight. Then, once that's done, I'll be gone. You won't be hearing from me until mid-December, I think. Why? I'm taking part in National Novel Writing Month, which you can learn more about by accessing my blog (check out my profile for the link).

Today, you get the references; tomorrow, you get more hints about the real location of Star City; Sunday, you get my answers to the reviews; Monday is Fan Appreciation Day. I'll be taking some requests.... what do you want to see more of in a later fic? Which characters of mine do you like? What's the one question that's on your mind? And I'll have a nice little speech planned out for y'all, who rock beyond all rational belief.

Chapter seven references: FOP (technically it's an FOP reference, seeing as how it doesn't have it's own show as of yet), "Will and Grace", "The Diary of Anne Frank" (movie version), KimuraSato's fic "Yearbook Signing", "CatDog", "The Lion King" zombie movies in general (oh, come on, now, this isn't hard!), Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman, and "Ed, Edd, and Eddy". This last one is very hard to find, and even if you do, you might not recognize it, so.... correctly identify the quote that's doing the referencing, and praises shall be sung of you. The only reference in this chaplet is one of Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman.

This chaplet (mini-chapter- chaplet) picks up right after Jazz told Conley about Danny's secret. Oh, and I'm ditching with the "give the readers the time" thing because it was bugging the crap out of me. Without further ado, I present the chapter.

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Danny in Star City,
Chapter 8.1: The Continuation of the Drunk Jazz Scene

Drunk as she was, something registered in Jazz's brain that she had treaded into dangerous territory. "It's s'posed to be a secret," she said uncertainly. "I'm not s'posed to even know...."

Nodding, Conley said, "I understand."

"You won't tell anyone, will you?" she asked fearfully, sounding for all the world like a little kid trying to get out of trouble.

A pained look crossed Conley's face. "I-" He swallowed and turned his amethyst eyes away. "No. Of course not."

"Good. Good. Tha's good. I trust you." She snuggled up against his side. Surprised, Conley instinctively put an arm around her shoulder and drew her close. "You know what?" she asked suddenly.

"What?" he asked softly.

"You're cute," she giggled, wrapping one arm around his neck. "I really like you," she announced.

"I know," he said.

Looking up, she was surprised at the amount of regret in his eyes. She wanted to do something, anything to comfort him, and cupped her free hand around his cheek. Conley reached up and placed his hand over hers, holding it gently.

"You're sad. No one should be sad," Jazz whispered before giving him a kiss. When she drew back, she was beet red but grinning happily.

"Ha! I did it!" she said, and her grin faltered. "You know what?" she said without a slur. "I think I am a bit wasted." With that, Jazz fainted.

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D'aw! Go one, tell me that that wasn't cute! I've had this particular bit planned out for almost a month.... D'aw. So, I'd like your opinions, please. Oh, and "chaplet" doesn' really mean "mini-chapter", I just use it that way- it's an actual word. The first person to correctly identify its usage gets a cookie. Until tomorrow, mis amigos.