Written Love

Chapter 1- Fan Mail

"Fan mail is here!" Brooklyn chirps like every Sunday morning. I glance up at her as the door slams behind her and noticed a big cardboard box in her arms.

"Looks like someone got their workout." I tease my best friend as she drops the box at my feet and takes an exasperating breath. She sits down in a purple beanbag in front of my orange desk and puts up her ginger hair in a messy bun.

"I am glad I'm getting paid for this." She sighs and relaxes in the chair. Brooklyn, being my best friend, gets twenty-five dollars each time she helps with, well, anything. Usually, she just transports my fan mail to my office so we can chat, before she is needed elsewhere.

I drop my pen, I had been holding, on my desk and walk around my desk to dig through fan mail. I am always excited for fan mail, it's my second favorite thing about being a writer.

I started to organize the envelopes by colors. There was a blue, green, yellow, purple, and pink pile of envelopes by the time I was done. Satisfied with my organization skill, I started opening the envelopes in a pattern. First yellow, purple, pink, green and then blue envelopes.

"Uh hon, I'd hate to interrupt your organization thingy that's going on right now but, you do realize you have been called for supper a couple times now?" Brooklyn interrupts and just when I was getting to the purple envelopes! Talk about bad timing.

"Care to join us for dinner?" I ask her as I start walking out of my office.

"Sure!" She chirps and follows me down the creaky steps. Yeah, we will have to replace those steps soon so we don't have guests falling through the staircase.

I walk through the modern kitchen to get to our dining room with Brooklyn at my tail. The scent of tomato sauce and garlic fill my nostrils. Yum, pasta night.

After two servings of noodles and three pieces of garlic bread later, I was back at reading fan mail. Brooklyn insisted on staying until seven so that her mom could pick her up instead of her dad.

So here we were, reading fan mail as we sipped our cans of soda. "I love this one." I shove a colorful card in her face. "It's a little girl from Tennessee who drew a picture of Harper."

"Wow, even little kids are reading your teen fiction novels." Commented Brooklyn as she observes the drawing. Harper was drawn as a stick figure with some enhanced features in which I described in my book."Well, I at least expected kids that knew how to draw."

"I think she drew Harper elegantly." I defend, but for only a moment or two before we both burst out laughing.

"Wow, look at the time." Brooklyn sighs and points to my orange shaped clock. It read 6:57. "Looks like I have to go."

"Aw." I exaggerate and put on a pouty face so she might stay. "Please don't go."

"I will see you tomorrow in school which is about twelve hours from the time right now." She replies and raises herself up. I get up as well and lean over the cardboard box to give her a hug. "Bye Bestie." I whisper in her ear and squeeze her tightly.

"Bye." She whispers back and let's go of me. I give her a faint smile before watching her leave my room.

The room felt emptier as I stood there, hovering over the mess of opened envelopes. I guess I should tidy up a bit.

I neatly stacked the ripped opened envelopes in a pile. I then scooped it up in my arms and carried it to the empty cardboard box. I was just about to let the pile go so it fell into the empty box, but something red caught my eye.

A/N: Hi, sorry it took a while to make this chapter. I have been really busy with working out, and video gaming. Yeah, I prefer one over the other to be quite honest. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this cliffhanger and feel free to show us love and support! Love ya~ XxWeridosXx