ForeverMore

Encounter at the Playground

{PLEASE, READ!!] Hey, guys! Vani-Ice here. Soon to be Mieulin, so don't be alarmed!. To be honest, I'm simply flabbergasted at how many reads this story got and how popular people find it. I knew there were women who believed in AmBw/KmBw, but I didn't think it'd give me over 900 reads! I, honestly, just wrote this to get my writing mojo back(I believe I have become quite rusty and didn't think the story was doing so good.) It gave me motivation to see that people actually want me to continue this story, not only to get the message out, but for you all to enjoy as well. :o)

So, because this story means alot to you all and you want to see it continued, I will make simple changes to this story. I will be starting with changing the protagonist's name. Continuing this story while leaving her at the name "Alanis" seems selfish of me, because that is MY name. If I were to continue, I'd feel like I'm just inserting myself into this story and writing down what I wish would happen to me, though that isn't the case at all. Alot of my friends found "Alanis" to be a beautiful name, myself included, and so that was my reason with inserting the name as the protagonists. And so, I took some time to think on a name for the protagonist and decided to name her "Amerie".

Also, I'm working on a new project dealing with a special group of people, and I might need some of your help with it! I'll reveal it later on ;o) Now, I do hope you all enjoy the rest of the story. I, also hope that you all aren't upset that the protagonist was name after me. :o( I'll do my best to continue to make "ForeverMore" even more entertaining and successful! Alright, no more yucky serious talk. You want to read the chapter now, don't you? Enjoy!

(P.S. If anyone would like to be my Editor, I could really use one! Positions are available!)

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        The car was rapidly approaching my frozen figure, collapsing to the ground as if I were a deer caught in the headlights. I, stupidly, kept my charcle brown corneas locked onto the mini van that saw me clear enough to honk repeatedly for me to get out of the way. Of course, the driver didn't stop. Whatever happened at that point, whether I died or landed in the hospital as a vegitable, wasn't their concern. Just one more black girl to strike down, how many more left to go? Then, my family would be fighting to put him into jail even longer, claiming he had seen me there and--

        "Don't just stand there! Move, you idiot!" A voice radiated from behind me. In the corner of my doelike eyes was a figure dashing towards me. Who that person was? That, I don't know. To be honest, I didn't think they'd make it in time to save me from my impending doom. I slowly began to close my eyes and patiently wait to die at the hands of a well known pedo-van and whisper prayers to myself to ensure I'd, at least, make it into the heaven I believed in. Just then, I had felt strings whip against my face. At least.. I think it was string? Or, was it a thread? Curiousity tugged my eyes over and standing before me was a great mass of black curly hair. A pair of strong, bulky arms slipped themselves around me, swiftly, and pressed me against their chest as they carried me to safety. I looked up into the eyes of my savior, completely captivated by, not only his masculine physique, but his charming handsome--

        Haha, got you. Sorry, but this isn't a cinderella story. I wish it was, but it isn't. My saviors chest was accompanied with a pair of breasts that I believed to be about an A-cup and her blonde locks were the "threads" that had been brushing against my face. Her lavender scented perfume suffocated my nostrils as she became the third leg that I needed and helped me limp to safety. Just as the van was about to smash into us, she shoved me to the other side of the road, which was the sidewalk, and jumped out of the way, herself. I slammed against the pavement, landing onto my left arm, as she landed beside me, panting and fixing her blonde locks that was led by black roots. She, cooly, whipped her hair back into shape before shooting eye lasers back at me.