Edward as advised does not go over to his mothers and step-father's house anymore. He's usually angsty and moody every second Sunday, since that's the day he's supposed to go.
He looks the front door and is always hesitant to go near it, just in case they are there if he opens the door.
I don't look for a job, instead, I start writing once again.
Creative writing has its perks and I am very happy that Emmett is an editor.
Whenever I have time and it's ready, I send him a chapter or two and he always brings it back with good, considerate adjustments.
He knows that if something that isn't exactly grammatical or punctual needs to be changed, I'd rather do it myself and send it back to him.
It's been a good few weeks, but then… we receive a phone call.
So, I have a bit of an announcement. It seems that one of my very amazing readers has sent in a form for this story to the Lemonade Stand. She's requested that it be a possible fic of the week/month she wasn't sure how they do it there.
The name of this person (or rather, the penname) is irishnlove2shop. I would like to thank her so very much. I have always fantasized of getting nominated, but never thought it would actually happen - I didn't think my stories are good enough. But, I checked my reviews and there it was, sitting there. I read it during school and I became giddy; I then showed some of my friends and they got giddy. I'm happily giddy now and to be able to concentrate in class I had to read some thing about death for another subject.
Either way, I would like to thank you, irishnlove2shop, for what you did. I thought when you first said that you were doing something for me that you meant a banner or something, and yet you surprise me with something of this magnitude.
I will if you guys want post some of what she said about me to me on here when she told me that was watch she did... review if you want it, but also review just for the sake of telling me what you think of the chapter.
Thanks!
bexie25