I'm excited to write this.
You want to know why?
Because I feel a sequel coming VERY soon!
Well, I can't promise that.
Yes, I will probably most likely 50/50 chance I will write a sequel. But, as excited as I am....I'm gonna wait. One, because I just finished Still Believe. Well almost. And I think I'm going to go back and make it longer. I won't change how it is now, but I will start a new book and it'll be the same story line and everything, just add details and not make it fast paced. But, anyway, sequel stuff. So, I'm having brain surgery as most of you all probably read since I put it in all of my stories almost so everyone will know, so.....as much as I hate to say it, it'll be a month or two before the sequel. I'm so sorry. But since this is my second brain surgery, I know that it took about a month or two for my brain to really be able to work, even longer actually. I know :/ I hate it. I will be able to write, just not as much :/
However, I think I have a name for the sequel. I thought of it while studying for a Drama quiz. Hahahaha. I'll announce it soon :)
Thank you guys soooo much for everything. Still believe, guys! Sometimes believing, is the only thing that keeps us still dreaming! <3
I'm going back home.
Home.
What exactly is home, anyway?
Well, right now I have no address at home.
Because when I left ten years ago, my home was a bridge. I had moved out of Alana's house and....wait. I hadn't even spoke to anyone from home in ten years.
I regret it, but in a way I'm proud that I actually left.
My flight landed around five or six in the morning. As tired as I was, I walked off and into the airport, getting my luggage. I had read Alana's note countless times, it making me smile everytime. I can't believe I actually saw her! Really! Ahhhh it was exciting.
When I was walking to leave the airport, I saw Jason. Yep. My brother, Jason Fell.
"Jason?" I asked. He smiled and I ran up to him and hugged him.
"It's about time you contacted me." he laughed.
"Oh my gosh, you've grown! Your voice changed! Jason!"
He laughed.
"Did Alana call you?"
"Yes!" he laughed.
"That girl, I know her too well!"
"Here, let me get that." he said, taking my luggage. He walked me out to his car. "Do you want a ride....well, what's your address?"
"I haven't been home since I left. I don't really have a place to live."
"Good, because you're staying with me." he smiled.
"Where do you live? Under the bridge?"
"Sort of." he said, opening the trunk to his car and putting my bags in there. He closed it and opened the car door for me.
"What do you mean?"
"You'll see." he smiled. "You'll see."
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When we pulled up, we had gone to the bridge he used to live under. Which, he still lives under I guess? We got my bags and walked up, and sure enough he had built his own little house under it.

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Still Believe
PertualanganEveryone thought Leslie Fell was a lost cause. She didn't get good grades, she had a bad attitude, and certainly didn't get along with her two classmates, James and Wesley. That is, until one argument gets them into detention, where Alana James show...