The Story Of My Life

by Mikkistix

Good year, Grade Nine. Winter was short, I was at the top of my class, had lots of friends... and I got stalked by Brody Macklin. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that that was the bad part.

3. the black rose

The Black Rose

Ha ha, fooled you! This isn't another chapter, it's just an authors note. Sorry, I know that was cruel. Brody has never even given me roses – geraniums, daisies, and lilies maybe – but not roses. Anyway, I'm writing to apologize for the intense cliffhanger, I got interrupted. Sorry. Really. I'm also writing to tell you all that I won't be writing for a while, because of exams. Hang tight, okay? I promise I'll post again as soon as I can.

I have to.