Authors Note Thingy
HOLY SHIZ NUGGETS IT'S THE TWENTY FIFTH CHAPTER 😱😱😱😱😱
That's a fourth of a hundred dude!!!!
Man this book is gonna be waaaaayyyy longer than expected. We haven't even gotten to the climax yet.
Well I know what's gonna happen and I know EXACTLY how I'm gonna write the ending.
Problem with me is I always come up with tons of prompts and ending, but have trouble doing the details and stuff.
Ehhh.
Anyway dedicated to @HannaTheAmazing4Ever
She comments on like all my chapters.
And also
I POSTED ANOTHER GREYSON CHANCE FANFICTION CALLED 'PICTURE THIS' AND YOU SHOULD DROP WHATEVER YOU'RE pDOING (after reading this chapter, voting and commenting ;). ) AND CHECK IT OUT. AND THEN I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER AND FOREVER MORE!!!!
PLEAAASSSSEEEEE.
Anyways...
There's 2 feet of snow on the ground and I had to shovel 3 drive ways and am exhausted
So...,,
On with the crapter!
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After numerous shots and clothing changes, I returned back to my temporary dressing room with the knowledge of only one more clothing change.
I walked into the room rubbing my eyes out from tiredness and stretched my back by arching it, not caring if Corrine saw it and thought of me weird of not.
And daaaaaaammmmmmmnnnnnn it felt good.
"Here you go. Now hurry up if you wanna get out of this place," she said playfully and knowingly, the exhaustion showing on both of our faces. I took grasp of the clothes from her awaiting hands with a silent 'thank you' and went behind the slider.
Once hidden behind it, I examined the clothes and smiled to myself, happy with their clothing choices. Dark wash blue skinny jeans (even though I prefer flare jeans, I'd take them over a skirt in a heartbeat) and plain black vans sporting crisp white shoe laces. The shirt was pale yellow with that short of look that you know is new, but looks like its been washed a million times over. On it was a shot of the grumpy kitty cat with the words 'Grumpy Cat is grumpy' under it. It also came with a plain grey cardigan with buttons that started halfway, but Corrine called over the slider for me to leave it undone
Meeting up with Greyson and Cody again, I saw they were going for a 'It's a regular day' theme for us, as they weren't even wearing shoes on there feet. Knowing Greyson, it was his idea, as we both always liked to feel the earth beneath us, a guilty pleasure of us both as we'd come home with mud caked on our feet and twigs in between our toes.
After finishing up the last round of photos, we all skipped and scurried back to our dressing rooms (me actually skipping. Yes. I was THAT happy ). Upon changing and accidentally mentioning to Corrine I was oh so in love with the soft comfort the grey cardigan sweater provided, she offered it to me. Politely, I declined, although my heart desired it so. And apparently I didn't exactly hide my desire so well because she explained they must have at least 10 other exact copies of it, just in my size, in the wardrobe department, and if her boss would have a problem with it, she'd simply take the money out of my check.
CHECK WHA....?!?!?! IM GETTING PAID FOR THIS SHIZ?!?! BOOO YAAAAAAAA WHO NEEDS MIDDLE SCHOOL NOW?!?! IM (literally) ROLLIN IN THE DOUGH!! WELL NOT LITERALLY PASRTY DOUGH BUT YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!!
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