This is official. A DAY IN THE LIFE 10---is the last story in this series. But, I'm finishing the 10th story for you guys. Seriously---you need to review.
Other EXCITING news is that I'm writing another fanfic! It's TSL. Yah, it's going really well. It should be posted by the time this one is done with posting. I'm working really hard to make it really good. I'm thinking you will like it if you LOVED "I Saw You from Across the Room". I'm very excited.
Anyway, here is chapter 3. I like this chapter. ---julia
--Chapter 3 "Love isn't a MAYBE thing"
I was in a light purple pair of shorts, and a white lace short sleeve top. I had my hair curly and long, and in some of the pictures they put it in a ponytail, to do something different with it.
I was in front of the camera, as the photographer kept flashing the bulb on the camera. Then, I looked up to see all my friends standing behind her with Dylan and Cole beside them.
I smiled, and the photographer got a picture. "That was great!" She said, getting excited about it, telling me to do more poses.
I changed my outfits, and then took some more pictures with my hair in pigtailed braids. I didn't know how the hair people did it, but they did it good.
They let me have a 5 minute break, and then I went over to where Pia, Cilla, and Emily were all standing at the fruit table.
I picked up a little apple chunk thing, and then said to Pia, "Hey, I heard Cole wanted to talk to you."
The juice all squeezed out into my mouth, and then I chewed the apple, not realizing that the peel was still on it, because I HATE the peel of apples.
"He does?" She asked me, and then I said, "Yah." She walked over to him, and they both started to talk to each other.
I smiled, knowing that I was the one to get them together. Then, I finally realized that I had eaten the peel on the outside of the apple chunk.
"Julia, we're ready for you again." The intercom said aloud, to all of the people in the room. I turned around, squealing because of the peel that was inside of my mouth.
I bumped into Dylan, and then spit all of the pulp on his new shirt. "Oh my gosh, Dylan, I'm so sorry." I said to him, my mouth in the 'Oh my god' position.
"Thanks. It's ok." He told me, wiping off all of the apple peel off his shirt with a paper towel from the table.
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The photo shoot ended around 6:30 that night. It had run later than expected, since we thought we would be done at about 5 or so. I hope I'm not late to the event…
I got home at about 6:45, and threw on some clothes. I didn't really care what I looked like; I just needed to be there. I put on jeans and a t-shirt, and then ran to the car to pick up Dylan and Cole.
I just wanted the car to go faster and faster. I was never late for anything that often, so this was kinda weird.
When I picked up Dylan and Cole in the limo, we all rode to the event together. We finally got there, just on time, even though it was 7:01.
The door opened and we all stepped out of the limo together. The cameras all flashed, taking pictures as they got out before me. Then, I was about to get out of the limo, when—
I tripped on the curb, flat on my face. This was going to be in magazines, for sure. But hey, at least I went down smiling.
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Dylan and Cole both walked me home, to say good-bye. I needed to talk to Cole about the Pia and Judy thing too.
We were all going up to my front door, and I said, "Dylan, can I talk to Cole alone for a minute?"
"Sure, I'll start walking home." He said, and then came over to me. He hugged me, kissing me lightly, and then softly said, "Night."
He left, walking down the sidewalk, and then leaving me to talk to Cole. We both sat down on the step in front of the door beside each other, and then he said, "So, what did you want to talk to me about?"
"Well, what's up with you and Judy?" I asked him, just the same way as I had asked Judy the night before this one.
"I don't know. I mean, I'm trying to move on, you know, from Pia and all that. I don't feel like feeling sorry for myself anymore." He told me, in his most serious voice. I had never heard him more serious.
"Cole, didn't you tell me that you still loved her?" I asked him, confused about what he had just said.
He didn't say anything for a minute, like he was thinking about it or something. He finally answered and said, "Yah, of course I still love her. I want to be with her, but I know she doesn't want to be with me."
"She still loves you too, Cole. She told me." I told him, trying to get it through his head that she loved him.
"But Julia, I can't do it. I can't get back together with her. It won't work out between us." He replied.
"Why not? She loves you, and you love her. Love isn't a MAYBE thing, you know when you love someone, and you love her." I said to him, almost yelling into his face.
"Julia, I don't know why. I just CAN'T, she doesn't want to be with me." He said, in the same tone I had used at him, almost yelling at me.
"Are you even going to give it a TRY?" I asked him, still almost yelling into his face about it. I couldn't believe what he was saying to me.
"No, I guess not Julia." He said, and a tear came down the side of my left cheek. I couldn't believe this.
I went inside my house, and he left to go back home. I didn't say anything to him, and just went up the stairs to my room. Why was he doing this? I didn't understand him. I just don't get it.
Judy was already asleep when I got up to my room. I just got some PJ's, and changed. I closed my bedroom door, and then went to the guest room to sleep for the night. I had to think about things.