HI there. Sorry, it feels like I haven't uploaded in forever. I did a workshop the other day on dialogue and finally found out how i'm supposed to punctuate my dialogue so woo!
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Well tom can't come.
Yeah...
It's not your fault. He's a jealous child.
I can bring him to make some drama! Put Cardens love for you on a test.
No thank you. I'm good.
Well I'm going to bring Daniel.
Are you dating?
Not really. I honestly think he had and probably still has a thing for you.
Well knock it out of him! Fill his head with you!
Well. I wanted drama, let's see how this goes...
Just don't let it get between us right?
Yeah.
"Who're you texting?" Carden asks as we make our way through IKEA in all it's glory.
"Anne," I respond, short and sweet.
"What're we here for?" he asks.
"I want to get Penny something, I'm just not sure what she needs," I say, glancing at different looking blankets and pillows.
We keep walking and sure enough I find something great. A mirror, a circular mirror with blue medallion trim. Will they already have enough mirrors? Should I get them something else?
"Compliment her appearance?" Carden asks.
"Hmm," I stare at it.
And the thought comes into my head. What if I wrote something on the mirror? You know what? What if I just did a creative thing? Like a crayon melt painting? Is that too much? I don't know, I'm thinking too hard about this, just get the mirror.
"We are getting the mirror and leaving," I say, picking up the mirror and trying like a kid in a candy store, or better yet, little me in a Bratz doll isle, not to grab anything else.
Did I mention that little me in the Bratz isle couldn't help herself?
"Eva stop," Carden says as I go to grab a pillow.
"But it's so soft!" I complain, rubbing and petting the pillow like it were my own cat.
"No," he denies, giving me a cold stare.
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Love Bite
RomanceEvelyn Matthews, she is the definition of good. She has friends, lots of them, a boy she likes, a BFF, great grades, she's creative, pretty, sweet, nice, and everybody likes her. That is until her mother gets in an accident and she finds out she ha...
