Jackie Coppage

Hello fellow wattpadders! I just wanted to send out a message to anyone who may or may not be reading "Blaine" I haven't posted a chapter in a while and I wanted to apologize sincerely for it! A couple reasons why I haven't, (yet it still gives me no excuse and I completely understand that). 
          1.) I don't have wifi at my house, but I hate typing chapters on my phone so I type all of my work on my laptop, then I use my mobile data, to email the work to my phone, then I save it to my iCloud Drive, and lastly I copy, paste the work to Wattpad, briefly look over it and try to catch any mistakes, and I publish it on wattpad, now, here's where the problem lies, I've used almost all of my data therefor, I can't email my work to my phone to publish it. But I'm still working on it!!!! Bare with me please lovely people. ❤️
          
          2.) I'm having a severe problem with where I want the story to go. I'm at a point where I can change things around but I'm not sure where I want to take it from chapter 16. Any ideas? Comment them please! You may get me out of the rut I've gotten myself into.
          
          DO KNOW, THAT I AM STILL WRITING ON BLAINE, I just have to wait for my data to renew.. that won't be long though guys. :) so to any that are reading it, THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH. ❤️

Hey guys! Here is an excerpt from my other story I'm working on! Hope you enjoy! ☺️
          "Walk with me."
          
          He waited for a response from me.
          
          "Okay."
          
          Why had I agreed? I didn't even know the guy! He could have been some psycho murderer and here I was agreeing to walk with him! I stood straight, Shaking my foot a bit to try and get it awake. I followed him out the front door onto the trashed lawn. He stopped once he got far enough that he could talk without raising his voice. He took a hand through his hair, brushing it to the left then shoved his hands in his pockets.  
          
          "You seem different. I can't explain it." 
          
          What did he mean by that?
          
          "What do you mean?"
          
          He shook his head. 
          
          "I don't know yet. There's just, something about you. It's in your eyes. It's frustrating. I feel like I... I don't know. Like I know you, like I have some type of connection with you." 
          
          He watched the moon, but when he said the last part he looked at me. Right in my eyes. That's when I seen it. Something different. Almost like a spark. It could have been the alcohol running through me but I was almost sure it wasn't. There was something there, something other than the mystery the boy held captive. I blinked as he began to speak again. 
          
          "Who are you Breona Phelps?" 

Exciting news! (Although I don't have very many readers..) I'm starting on another story I had brought up in my head a while ago.. I'm gonna try to go back and forth on "Blaine" and the new story but I messed up somewhere on "Blaine" so I have to go back and see what I did wrong.. anyways, I'm so excited for what I have planned on the new book. (It doesn't have a title yet but I'll come up with something). And to all, if any, that read Blaine, THANK YOU! And I'm sure that you'll LOVE the new book. 

Gonna attempt to put a "not ridiculous" story I wrote, up shortly, it's called "Blaine" currently I'm working on chapter 2. :)