(Edit: Well...I really have been away for a long time. I completely forgot to publish this chapter yesterday. :P)
Hey everyone. I'm back, as promised. Well, actually I didn't promise, I said maybe, but you know what I mean. :D
So I started writing this chapter the same day I wrote the author's note, but I was having some trouble with it, so I decided to leave it and come back later. I haven't been able to write lately though because my brain has just been fried from all the TV I've been watching. I'm proud to announce though, that today I finally finished Lost, aka the only show I've ever felt the need to take notes on...although the page that I used to keep track of characters is starting to look suspiciously like a death note...
Anyway, I pretty much have nothing to do now, especially since the first Pottermore House Cup was awarded today (naturally, we Slytherins won) so I no longer feel obligated to spend every spare minute brewing potions and duelling. And I've decided not to start a new show until I've gotten a good chunk of this story done.
One more thing before I let you read this...actually quite boring...chapter of mine. I HAVE thought of a few different things that I want to happen in this story, but I'm always open to suggestions. So if there's anything YOU would like to see happen, let me know because nothing is set in stone and there's always room for improvement...unless we're talking about Harry Potter. That's goddamn perfect.
Enjoy!
Zora's POV
Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. And straight to voicemail. Dammt.
I had been trying to get a hold of Wesley all week, but he wasn't answering his phone. I had wanted to invite him to premiere of Selena Gomez's new movie tonight. It seemed like I'd hardly seen him since Christmas. We were supposed to be friends, right? So why was he acting so distant?
"Was that Wesley?" Grady asked walking into the room with a basket full of laundry.
"His voicemail," I told him. "Again."
"Damn," Grady said, not sounding that very disappointed at all. "Guess your stuck with me." He smiled that adorable smile of his and I couldn't help but smile a bit myself.
"Need some help with the laundry?" I asked.
"Sure," he answered, dumping the contents of the basket onto his bed. We folded in silence for a few minutes before I had to say what was on my mind.
"What if something happened to him?"
"What?" Grady asked, putting a pair of socks away in his drawer. "You mean like he was kidnapped or somthing?"
"I just mean what if he got in some kind of accident or something? Nobody would think to contact me."
"You're overreacting, Zor," I sighed and flopped onto Grady's bed.
"I guess you're probably right..." I agreed. "But just in case, will you call his work for me? See if he's there?"
"If it will get you to stop worrying so much," he replied, grabbing my phone and scrolling through my contacts until he found the hospital's number. "Hey," he said holding the phone to his ear. "Is Doctor Williger working today by any chance."
"Yes, he is," I heard the voice on the other line say. "He's with a patient right now, would you like me to give him a message from you?"
"No, that's okay," Grady answered. "Thanks anyway." He pushed the end call button and handed me back my phone. "See? Nothing to worry about."
"Yea," I responded. "I guess.
Wow. I'm a loser. To be honest, I am writing this author's note before the chapter's note because I'm such a procrastinator. I should have just written the chapter right after the author's note I wrote 12 hours ago, but nooooo. Instead I decided to make my very own Harry Potter Monopoly game for me and my brother. Well, I did make some stir fry too, but...Hey, did I mention I'm a vegetarian now? I haven't eaten meat since January. The only animal product I've eaten since then was one marshmallow. I've decided I'm going to eat a few gelatin-based products on occasion, but no bacon or anything like that. *Sigh* I miss bacon. Ah well. I've discovered just how tasty vegetables can actually be with the right flavouring. :P Enough about food, it will just make me hungry again.
You know what's kind of weird? I feel really awkward writing again. I seem to be really rusty. So sorry if it takes awhile for the story to pick back up again. But don't worry. I have lots of lovely drama planned.
Peace Out Suckahs!
