mylove1110

@PayalPieModha 
          	Because now I've grown up...working having school planning a wedding and everything... so I don't have time for video games...I wrote that awhile back I should change it now... but Thank you!! And I'm good and you?!

mylove1110

"Please take this moment to pray for all the grieving families in Newton CT. May you all have the strength to survive this tragedy and may all the departed souls rest in heaven.
          
          Dedicated to all of the following people. 
          
          To BooksAreForever for inspiring Tessa's dress and for all those links which were the closes to what I'd imagined her wearing.She had me at Emma Watson and Harry Potter :P. Dedicated to BeautifulSpirit for Megan's dress. Dedicated to infernogirl73 for Beth's dress. Dedicated to uncanny2 for Nicole's dress. Also dedicated to Bookgeek4life and Becamarch10 for their exceptional suggestions for Tessa :)
          
          Slideshow of their dresses to the right.
          
           
          
          Chapter Fifteen Part One : He’s Searching My Body Like It’s A Map To Atlantis
          
           
          
          I’m going to puke, that’s it. I clutch my stomach which is churning heavily and stare at the pristine floor of Town Hall. To think so much effort has been put into making the floor gleam like Ryan Seacrest’s teeth saddens me as I’m obviously going to hurl all over them.
          
          “Sit still.” Beth orders but I can’t. I need to be ready to run in case I can’t hold it in anymore. Why, I ask myself for the nth time, would I agree to put myself through this? What possessed me to agree to putting on a fancy dress costume and parade in front of people who have nothing better to do with their evenings.
          
          Voodoo that explains it. My mom must have found another past time now that her book club has ended. Dark magic might possibly be the only reason that I find myself in such a situation. Sitting in front of a large mirror, all I have on is a shocking pink-definitely picked by my mom-robe with Beth hovering over me.
          
          “Look, I get it you’re nervous but looking like a Crayola gang banged clown wont help.”
          
          She’s right, of course she is. I should be grateful that it’s her and not her mother, Marie who’s doing my makeup. Marie owns a small salon in town and has been hired by the ..." http://wattpad.com/story/2376933