A jumble of quick writings I have done. Each chapter, or date, is yet another short story I have jotted down for your enjoyment and simply exercise.

1964. You couldn't possibly be in 1964. In England, 1964? The last thing you'd known you were living in 2017 with a love for the music of Queen and a passion for the charisma that lie behind Freddie Mercury's smile. Now you were trapped, trapped in a time no longer your own. A new life you've been learning to love and a new love that could never possibly be a life. In the end time waits for no one, but maybe just maybe ...no one but you. _______ This is my first and most-likely only attempt at fanfiction. I'm hopefully going to keep this one going for a bit. I am just trying it out. It will probably get more mature later on, but we'll have to see. I'm doing this for my other Queen friends who said I should go for it, so here I go. ADDED NOTE: I know the first few chapters have a lot of spelling and grammatical errors that I need to go back and edit. I am slightly dyslexic and I wrote those chapters rather quickly when I started this a few years back. I'll go back and edit those hopefully eventually. At some point I'll be rewriting the first twenty chapters or so, but that's probably when I finish the fic. So sorry!

You know that girl you called fat? She's been starving herself for God knows how long. You know that chick you called emo? She's been battling depression for years. You know that gal you bullied and whenever she would cry you would say "Aww is little Missy going to go cry to her mommy and daddy?" Her parents died a couple years ago and she's still grieving their death. The tiniest thing can hurt a person beyond words, but it can also shed light to a dark tunnel. This is Missy Vega's story about loss, hurt, betrayal and hope.

I have no idea why I wrote this. I honestly just wanted a random sequel (?) to this one user's story called Freddie Mercury and the giant tuba. This literally is going to be a story that 100% makes no sense and also may change writing styles throughout because I have no idea what I am doing. Also..none of this is at all accurate. I am just having fun .

This is the story of a woman. Not just any ordinary woman, but a beautiful and mysterious woman who was born and raised in the Bayou, only to venture out to find a whole new world overseas. Joy, sadness, anger, excitement and love is only a small peek into the vast world, that is the life and times of Celestina Chrysanthemum Black.