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Trying To Breakaway- Yes, yes, bad mommy! Anyway, thanks for reviewing. I'm wondering if that many people even read this thing anymore.

10Join-Fei- Ah. I was trying to make her more of the- what's the word...well, something other than what I made her out as. I couldn't seem to find another way, though.

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PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING!! (i sound like im on one of those commercials that say 'please listen to the following! they're so annoying...)

Author's Note- To everyone who reviwed the author's note I had a few days ago- thank you. You helpd me- alot. I've decided that I'll try to be friends with her. I'll try. I don't think I'll ever trust her again, but I can still try to be friends, and if it doesn't work, I'll be out for good. And, to whoever gave that review saying I should tell someone who wasn't on the internet- kinda hard to do. You see, my other best friend isn't good with feelings, Lindsey (other friend) is just a friend, not a best friend, so I don't feel like I can completely trust her, and Andrew...Andrew is male. Anyway, I also need to say this. I feel like not many people are reading this. Yes, alot of people have me on their favorites and stuff, but the last few chapter have been drastically dropping in review numbers. Like, on one chapter I had 9, the next 3. That's seems alot for me, so I want to say this- 10 reviews and I update quicker? I know that I have more than 10 people reading this story...I hope. And, to all the people who said they hoped my grandfather got better- he's really good, but they don't think he'll be able to walk again, and my grandmother just seems so...lost without him, you know? She hasn't left the hospital since the accident, and that was like, 2 weeks ago. I don't worry, though- worrying is like rocking in a rocking chair, you can do it all day, but it'll get you nowhere. (Yes, I watch Dr. Phil. DO NOT LAUGH!) And, iheartnejiandDidara- welcome back!

Hanabi-chan

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Sometimes you can't help what you do, and that's your downfall. But, others times, when you can't help what you do, it's actually a good thing. You never know, though, what it will turn out to be in the end.

Most times it will turn out bad. But, if it doesn't, when it turns out good, it's almost always way better than good. It's perfect.

How many people would be willing to take that risk, though? How many would be willing to wear their heart on their sleeve? The truth is, not many.

I was the same as those people.

Never willing to completely give myself away. That might have been what drove Skye to cheat- I never did know, nor will I ever know.

Just like I'll never know why I volunteered to do this.

I was currently in the kitchen, helping Skye make breakfast. You see, I had conveniently woke up the same time he did, and after watching him fumble with the stove, I kinda felt sorry for the guy, and volunteered to help.

Not that I cared if he burnt himself, or anything. I just wanted my kids to have an edible breakfast, myself included. Eating burnt food wasn't on my to-do list.

"How did you do this for all these years?" I questioned as I put on a plain white apron. In all honesty, I wondered why he wasn't wearing this one instead of the pink fluffy one last time. Makes a person wonder, sometimes. He grinned and I slapped my hand over my mouth in mock horror.

"Curry every night?! What a felony!" I stated, mock horror etched across my tanned face. He rolled his eyes and turned on the stove, grinning to himself at his achievement.

"It's not that bad. The kids ate it half the time. The other half they tried to stick it down my pants..." He muttered the last part and I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Waz goin' on?" Nicole asked sleepily as she walked through the door, pink bunny slippers on and dark brunette hair tied up. I blinked.

"Breakfast?" I suggested. Her head shot up so fast I swear she got whiplash.

"It's done?" She asked eagerly. I rolled my eyes and took some milk out of the fridge.

"We haven't even started, idiot." I answered, clicking my tongue at her stupidity. She turned back into her half asleep state.

"Why did I wake up, then? I always wake up to the smell of food! Other times I just don't wake up." She added and I looked at her incrediously.

"In all honesty, I don't see how you wake up at all." I stated truthfully as I poured the contents of the carton into seven separate glasses that were put on the table not-so-strategically by Skye.

"I'm offended!" She cried, crossing her arms on her chest.

"You're offended by everything. The other day, you were offended Griffin thought you were 23 when you wanted him to think you were 22." Skye said, measuring some water in a cup. Nicole huffed and stomped away dramatically. I had been watching the scene in amusement, unnoticed.

"IS BREAKFAST READY?!" A tiny voice yelled.

"NO, STUPID! IF IT WERE READY WE WOULD SMELL BURNT FOOD!" Another voice answered. I looked at Skye, my eyebrows raised.

"He better have been lying." I stated, unamused. Skye gulped and turned back to his cup so I couldn't see his face.

"Maybe?" He finally answered, voice wavering. I raised my eveybrows even higher and whacked him upside the head.

"Idiot." I muttered, and turned my back to him. I could feel him rolling his. Don't ask me how- I just could!

"I'm not that bad. Atleast I cook." He defended himself and I just laughed.

About 30 minutes later, at 6:00 a.m., breakfast was ready. I was quite proud of myself, in saying I hadn't actually cooked a real meal besides some toast or something in years, whilst Skye just looked...hungry. Yes, hungry was the word. He really needed to shave...I would talk about that to him later...wait. What? I was losing it. We were not married. Not not not!

"It actually looks like food..." Hayden's mouth was really watering. I found it quite cute.

"Mama, can we go and see Nina at the clinic? Pleeeeeaaaaaassseeee?" Amy begged. I smiled.

"Sure, but go with Skye. I don't like clinics." I answered. Because people go there to die, not get better. I silently added. Amy grinned and started to jump up and down in her chair.

"Come on, Hayden! Let's go now!" She called as she ran through the door. Hayden grudgingly got up, but stuffed a pice of toast in his mouth, and Skye had to start running after them.

I could only hope Nina got better, and not worse, like Mother did.

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Author's Note- Never fear! I'm updating again on Saturday, which is why this is so short. On a side note, have I ever told anybody that I'm waiting for a flame? In all honesty, I've got to get one sometime. I know not everyone that reads this story likes it, so i've been waiting...yet no flame. Anybody who wants to is welcome to. I don't mind. Anyway, I'm just curious. Does anybody besides me read Twilight? I've read each book like...5/10 times. Yes, I'm obsessed. Ieven have the date that Breaking Dawn is coming out on my calender.

R&R (please?) Hanabi-chan