OMG! I just went back and read my first legitimate fanfiction, The Secret Life of Bella Swan and idk if any of you fellow writers have ever done that, but it is SOOO weird to go back and read stuff you wrote when you were like 15. For one, I said the F word A LOT. Also, I didn't even attempt to write detail for kisses. Like even now a lot of the time I'll just say _ kissed _ but for important moments/first kisses I'll at least TRY to add some detail. For Bella and Edward's first real kiss I just say "We kissed and then made out for five minutes". Wow. Very discriptive. Also, something I didn't really notice that I seemed to have lost is my random sense of humour. Idk, maybe it's writing dramas? Maybe it's Sonny With a Chance? Maybe I've just matured too much and lost my randomness? OMG what a tragedy! Like honestly, I was reading S.L.O.B.S. (Man, I haven't used that acronym in AGES) and the unfinished sequel and some of it's just so random and weird, but made me laugh out loud. Like in the sequel where Alice and Rose make Bella wear this dress that's kind of low-cut and Jake accidentally says she looks "Boobyful" instead of Beautiful. Awkward...
Anyway (theres that damn anyway sydrome again) the point is, I miss my random sense of humour. The tragic part is, I totally could have continued the series too, but the next chapter I wrote on looseleaf and every time I was on the computer and I was like "Oh yea, I should update" I was like "meh...too lazy to go upstairs and get those papers." So I pretty much ended a story I loved because of LAZINESS. Well, that, and the fact that when I went away to the cottage for a week all I could think about was the story and I realized I didn't like where it was going so...yea. If I ever find those papers though (because I'm nearly positive I still have them around somewhere...I never throw anything out) I will definitely go back and finish writing the sequel. I don't actually expect you guys to read it unless you want to, like if your not a twilight fan, i'm not gonna be like "hey go read my story". It's more of just a side project for me and I'll probably ATTEMPT some random humour and I can almost guarantee it will suck ass, but it's kind of just more for me to to say that I finished that story I've regrettede abandoning for so long.
Okay, I know this is super long, Sorry. I just have one more thing to say. My boyfriend and i broke up. Okay. Now that I've told you that very cheerful news let's go read a chapter of this very light, cheerful story. (NO? Sarcasm aint quite the random humour I'm looking for? I'll keep trying)
Nico's POV
"Can we do something?" Malena asked, squirming out of my arms.
"I thought you liked cuddling," I said.
"I do," she answered. "But it's all we've been doing for three days. What's up with you lately?"
"I'm sorry," I apologized, sitting up. "I'm just so upset about the whole thing Leukemia. I just want to hold you and never let you go."
"Aww," Malena said. She gave me a quick peck on the lips and then pu her arms around me again. "I already told you, I'm going to be okay."
"But what if you're not?" I asked.
"Let's not worry about that right now," she answered. I sighed and laid back down. I just wished there was something I could do. The disease was inevitable, but if only there was something I could do to show her how much I cared. Flowers weren't enough and I couldn't write a song because I'm no good with mushy stuff, but there had to be something I could do...
I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. Maybe I would dream of a solution. Oh, who was I kidding? There was no solution. I'd seen this movie before. Malena was going to die without ever knowing how much I really cared about her.
Yea, yea, yea. Really short. This chapter was actually a bit longer before, but I cut some stuff out that I didn't want in. Even then, i was thinking it was too short, but now it's like a mini chapter.
K well, that's all.
Adios amigos! (That's spanish for PEACE OUT SUCKAHSSSSSS!)
