Heyy lovlies! I am super-duper sorry for being M.I.A. for like the last month :( I will try and do a super fast update within the next few days, I hope. If not, don't chop off my head. And I also apoligize for this crap chapter.... & sorry for all of the annoying page breaks... :/
But... "SCHOOLS OUT FOR SUMMER!" So I will be updating more frequently, yay!
I finished IF I STAY by GALYE FORMAN. Holy America I am in tears!! It is a must read. Now if i could get my hands on WHERE SHE WENT...
It had been one week since the Fault in our Stars premired and I still have not recovered from it. ( & btw, Gus makes another apperance in this chapter ;) i'm sorry b/c i hate crossing fandoms like this, but oh well)
I attached the link for you to see where I am pulling the inspiration for the wedding ideas. I also attached a picture of the bridesmaids bouquets, just to give you all an idea.
xx, Madd
P.S. the quote at the end with * is cedited to Kenneth Burke, the others are original with inspiration from Pintrest.
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My body jolts; my eyes are forced open. I don’t quite know what happened. I assume it was one of those Your Falling from an Unbelievable Height dream. I suspected my awkward body jolt would have woken Peeta—but I remembered he is a heavy sleeper. Once, I feel out of the bed face first in the floor, and he was still snoring away. Then he wouldn’t stop apologizing after the fact.
I just lay there in the sheets looking around the freshly cleaned room. Then I remember about all of the clothes and such in the washer. I jump out of bed and run, well not exactly run, to the washing room. I check the washer and there is nothing in there. After about a minute of searching, I spot the basket next to the washer. Everything is folded already, my mother probably figured I would forget…
I walk to the kitchen to get a glass of water, and on my way I walk into something. I look up and realize it was not a something but a someone.
“Well good morning to you, too.” Peeta says with his smile.
“Sorry,” I apologize.
“Where were you coming from,” Peeta raises an eyebrow.
“The laundry room. I forgot about the clothes in there last night.”
“Of course you did.”
“Hey, it’s not my fault…” I trail off. Peeta just shakes his head. My stomach growls almost too loudly.
“Let’s go to the Hob and get some breakfast.” Peeta says laughing. I was almost out of the door, when Peeta stopped me, “You do realize that we are going out in public, right?”
“Ya, why?” Peeta motions to my clothes. “You cannot go out of the house like that.” I realized I was just wearing one of Peeta shirts that ends mid-thigh.
It’s amazing how women just claim their boyfriend’s clothes. It’s not like they would where their girlfriends clothes. I don’t know, I just find it funny.
“Now I have to walk all the way back upstairs.” As I trudge up the stairs, I hear the phone ring. What is up with this damn phone nowadays? I let it ring and ring, but the sound is just annoying I go to answer it. On the screen (I guess you would call it) Seven pops up.
