Hey readers! I thought I would show you how I imagine Kelly. The image above is her. Rich, Beautiful, A Best friend, and a matchmaker!
Do let me know how MATCHMAKER was!
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"Hello readers! I know that you are disappointed in me because I haven't published a new story yet. It's just that I am running out of ideas but I promise I'll be back with a blast!!"
I wrote a message for my readers and posted it. I am really grateful that I have understanding fans and they know what its like to be running-out-of-ideas.
It was saturday so dad was at home. It was still 6 in the morning and Levi was out for a walk, and dad was still sleeping so I decided to make breakfast. I decided to make Ravioli lasagna. Not like there was any other option. So I took out the supplies from the cabinet and started the chore. It did not end up looking like they show it in the cookbooks but it still tasted good, enough In quantity for three people.
"Good morning." Levi said as he entered from the door in his T-shirt and shorts. I set the table, with perfectly laid napkins and plates. Dad too was up and came out the same time as Levi while shaking off the water from his hair.
"It's been a long time since we've eaten good food. Your brother bought this because he knew you would make it for us." He said while sitting on the chair. Levi too was sitting now and I served them both.
"Looks good, We either had to eat it half cooked or totally burnt when I made food." Levi took a bite and sighed. He looked so satisfied at that moment as if he has eaten after a plague or something. Me and dad passed a smile, at his reaction.
We always have a good time when we are together. Sitting on the table with dad and Levi makes me feel like I have something to do good for. Something to live for.
I know this makes me look like a loner but that isn't true. I believe in friends, In love, but after the relationships I've had. I only have my family to be grateful for. Levi was right, 'Being an old school romantic in a hook up culture is special kind of hell' I could hear him saying in my head. But you need to be careful about who you give your heart right? I did like all the boyfriends I've had but trusting them with my body is a different thing , at least for me.
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I was cleaning my room. Taking out all the lame posters I had on the walls and all the stupid pictures I had on my pin board beside the dresser. I didn't get to do this the last time I came here because I only stayed for three days and that also for Grandma's birthday.
"I can't decide whether you're cleaning your room or making it a bigger mess." A voice said from behind me. I turned around to see Dad standing at the door leaning at its edge with crossed arms and legs.
"Hey. I just took out these posters." I looked at the floor. Two Hannah Montana posters were spread out below me.
He walked in and sat at the corner of my bed. "Are you still writing?" He asked, looking around the room.
"Yeah...Kind of." Yeah that means my writer mode goes on and off often.
"What's the problem?" He looked a me now and I sat beside him.
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The Story Of My Fidelity || Wattys2017
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