Three things from Alyce:
1. Sorry I can't update as much as I used to! Summer's ending, 7th grade's about to start, and everything is sort of moving fast right now. I was in Canada for the past two weeks, and I basically tried to find as many places with Wi-fi as possible to write. However, my parents don't know I write on FF, so it's a secret and that's sort of hard to keep it from them.
My internet privileges have been cut, so updates will come slower and slower, sorry!
2. New idea for a story, and I need help. It's like this, but The 25 Ways You Know You're In Love. Do you guys think I should do it?
If so, please give me ways. I'm stuck on 14.
3. Thank you for supporting me and my writing. I love y'all so much! :* Hip hip hooray for you guys. In case you need a self-confidence booster:
YOU ARE SO AWESOME IT'S TOTALLY TRUE!!! And that basically goes for ((almost)) any fan out there of anyone.
enjoy!
love, peace, alyce (oh and *dreamer* Chap. 2 is almost done, it'll be up as soon as I can get my paws on the internet without my parents watching.)
Thing #11: The Perfect Boyfriend Will...
Try to secretly smell your hair , but you always notice
"Hey Princess." Nate greeted as he scooted behind her into the lunch line.
"Hey yourself." Alex replied, smiling at him.
Silently, they moved forward in the lunch line. Then Alex noticed something rather odd. Nate's head seemed to get closer to her with every passing second, until his face was a few centimeters away from the top of her head. He inhaled loudly.
"Natey, what are you doing?" Alex whipped around, glaring playfully at him.
Nate's head shot up to normal position. "Erm, nothing."
"Hmph." Alex huffed, turning back around.
And the same thing happened. Nate was definitely craning his neck and getting closer to her. Then, the lightbulb turned on.
Alex turned around again, slower, with a suspicious look on her face. She was trying very hard not to laugh.
"Nate," she accused, "are you smelling my hair?"
Nate's face turned pink as he blushed. "But your hair smells good!" he protested loudly, almost yelling.
The whole cafeteria fell silent as they turned to look at him, who was turning red, and Alex, who was cracking up.