The Rebelled Angel {PG-13}
Hey guys! This is a collaboration between Ellie Cullen <3 & Me (Carmen E) We are writing an elaborate Seth Clearwater story that's divided in two parts that you will soon discover in the plot: Here's the plot:
Alexya Kristianna Wood is a new girl (typicall) that moved from Houston to Forks. She left her dark past to have a new start at Forks and that new start begins the first day she arrives. She meets Seth, but she's fifteen and he's seventeen. This first part of the story is their 'best-friend stage' and the second part of the story is when she's seventeen and like how their relationship evolves from friendship to love. We give you:
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CHAPTER ONE – THE MOVE {Alexya's POV} Written by Carmen E
July 7th. I’ll never forget the day I felt a bone crushing pain, one worse than the one I suffered when I was ten.
‘Alexya it’s time!’ Dad called from outside. The roar of his car was uncomfortable. I took a ragged breath and looked one last time at the empty house with the first trickling tears on my cheeks. I whipped them away quickly. It had finally hit me, I was moving away from the only place I called home.
‘Goodbye’ I whispered, my voice echoed in the empty space. Goodbye memories, goodbye Mom, goodbye Anthony, goodbye Houston. Goodbye sun, goodbye Silver, goodbye Mariah, goodbye past...
Today I was moving to Forks, Washington. The rainiest and coldest place in the continental U.S. because my father, Frank, was offered a good job as a head surgeon at the local hospital and he couldn’t resist the opportunity. I tightened my grip on Pooh, Anthony’s small brown teddy bear. I turned my back on my past and walked with my chin held high to face my present and future: Forks.
I am fifteen and my life couldn’t have been any worse. I slammed the door of the red truck my dad owned and looked at him firmly ‘Let’s go.’
He smiled warmly but it never touched his eyes, he knew what I was going through. He backed away from my childhood’s house, from my suffered past.I hoped that my future would be something better but I doubted it. Bad luck chased me everywhere I went.
At the airport, we went through the normal procedures except that this was a one way ticket, there was no turning back. Forks would be a new home, a home I’d have new memories in, better memories as Frank had put it.
On the plane flying to my eminent town, I didn’t sleep, though it was a five hours flight. I looked out the window and at the changing weather when we reached our destined place. I let a gasp escape my lips. I smiled in anticipation. Raindrops were staining the thick glass of my window. I loved the rain and the cold.
The plane started descending and I prepared myself for the speed of the aircraft when it touched land, wet land.
Finally there: Seattle International Airport.
Frank had already bought a car the last time he visited Forks. He even got the house furnished and enrolled me into high school.
Ugh, high school. I absolutely did not want to be the new girl in school. I’d rather be invisible than the new girl. I couldn’t handle the gossip that would probably scatter all around this small town. In fact, I already think – no I know – that they’re aware of our arrival. Word spreads fast in towns where there were three thousand one hundred and twenty one people, well three thousand one hundred and twenty three now. Thank god I had two months to settle in and get familiar with my surroundings, especially the people, before enduring a new torture.
The relief washed away when we were racing to the black BMW under the rain. ‘Don’t worry Lilia.’
That was what everyone at home used to call me, Lilia; I liked it because it reminded me of flowers. I felt uneasy and homesick; I took calm slow deep breaths. Don’t cry Alexya, not now, I reminded myself. ‘You’ll love the house, and Forks.’
I doubted it; I just stared at the unending green nature passing by in a blur. The rain became much more persistent, and I became much calmer. The sound of the drizzling raindrops on the car’s rooftop above us was very relaxing.
I was fixing my eyes on the beautiful nature when I saw a blur in the woods. I straightened. Alert, I turned to Frank ‘Did you see that?’ my voice was frantic.
‘See what, honey?’ He took his eyes from the road to look at me with interest.
‘Never mind’ I slumped back on the seat and focused on the blurry green image. The car slowed and turned into a brick driveway and in front of a two-storey white house.
The forest grew from every way. I had no neighbors nearby. The first hint of civilization was situated around the corner and down the street. Great, I thought to myself dryly. Dad cut the engine and faced me. ‘I have work, Al so here’s the key.’ He handed me the metal key in my white small hand. ‘I’ll help you carry the bags. The room upstairs to the right is yours and the other one is mine. You don’t have to unpack my bag, just get familiar with the house and relax.’
I sighed, arguing was no longer useful. I got used to Frank bailing out on me for the hospital. I reminded myself that it was for a good cause. I wanted to be alone anyway. I sensed the tears that I’ve been holding back since five hours resurfacing and with more power this time. I swallowed the gulp in my throat forcefully. I kept my voice calm and serious. ‘Will you be back early?’
‘I don’t know, Lilia. If I’m late, don’t wait for me.’ He paused with a smile then continued. ‘Come on; let me help you with the bags.’ I got out of the car and opened the trunk.
I had two small cases when Dad had only a big one. I grabbed my luggage and walked up the unsteady stairs of my new porch. I unlocked the door and stepped inside the manner.
I stood unmoving, my eyes sweeping the space. To my right, a glass dining table of four was centered in the room. Black and white photographs of all sizes were placed on each beige-colored wall. To my left, a red leather couch with two flanking armchairs tinted in the same color stood. An oak-colored oval coffee table was centered between the red furniture. A plasma TV was bolted to the wall facing the couch. This was the living room, I concluded. Impressive, Frank had good taste. A door was open and I could see a small round table with two simple chairs pushed to a window. I turned my gaze reluctantly to the wooden stairs built in the hall.
I climbed the steady steps silently with my baggage in hand. I faced two closed doors and opened the one Frank had pointed as mine. The room was pink. I groaned. Frank knew how much I hated that color. I didn’t have it in me to complain right now, I was missing Houston enormously. I threw my bags on my blood-red bed but didn’t open them, not yet. I was afraid that if I started unpacking this would crush me. I just grabbed Pooh tightly and stared around me until I caught my drained reflection on the wall-length mirror.
My lavender eyes were swollen with exhaustion, my pitch black straight hair clung to my face, because it was wet. I had tinted my fringe flashy blue as a tribute to Adam Lambert. It always caught people off guard. I think they were intimidated by me. Surprisingly, I felt smug that I was the only one to have tinted my hair. I felt special. Ha!
My navy t-shirt kissed my chest and shoulders because as my black pants did to my legs and my sneakers to my feet.
‘Bye honey!’ called Frank from downstairs before closing the door behind him. I sighed and detached my eyes from my pathetic look. I wanted to clear my head, breathe some fresh air so I decided to go take a walk into the strange woods.
I didn’t bother getting a coat. I wanted to feel the rain pour on my skin. I stepped in the kitchen but didn’t stop. I continued till I was outside in the backyard.
As soon as I stepped on the grass, I was immediately drenched with the rain’s downpour. I walked towards the immense trees. I wandered aimlessly for the perfect spot to sit on. The soil beneath my feet was muddy, the smell of pine trees was overpowering. I felt tired but I kept going, leaving sight of my house but I made sure that I was going on a straight path so that I’d know where to get back to when I’m calmed and had cleared my head.
Exhausted, I stopped and looked around me. I found a small rock under a tree and went to sit on it. As soon as I was under the tree’s safety, all my feelings of pain hit me with much power. This time, I let my tears fall. I hid my face between my hands while I sobbed quietly for the ache that’s been tormenting me for the past five hours. I didn’t want to be here; I wanted to be back in Houston with Becca– my best friend, and I wanted to be in the ranch again, taking care of Silver, my white horse. I wanted to be near Mom and Anthony but I wasn’t, I couldn’t. I was in Forks, the silence seemed too disturbing, and my quiet sobs echoed in the forest.
I bit my tongue, I shouldn’t make any noise. If anyone heard me, they’d think that I’ve been hurt or something bad had happened. I was hurt, and something bad did happen to me. I was taken away from the only place I called refuge; I’ve been brought to this town forcefully. I wished I had never told Dad that I was happy for him. I knew that he wouldn’t have moved to Forks without my acceptance. But I wanted him to be happy, so I let him take me away from Houston. It was my fault I was here.
I heard movements coming from a bush in front of me, my head snapped up to the noise. I started hyperventilating, this couldn’t be good. I held my breath and pressed my legs to myself. I shrunk to the tree. Maybe the person won’t notice me. He emerged from the bush.
The boy, or should I say man, was tan skinned and wore only shorts. It was freezing; I myself was shaking from the cold. His chest was wet and perfectly structured. I trailed my eyes to his abs. One word popped in my head: Wow. The stranger’s hair was cropped short and dark. He didn’t seem to notice me yet, he was looking at the dirt. I exhaled quietly. ‘Humph’ I heard him huff.
He froze when our eyes met.
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Chapter Two - Imprinted {Seth's POV} Written by Carmen E
Chapter Three - Friends {Alexya's POV} Written by Ellie Cullen <3
Chapter Four - Bliss {Seth's POV} Written by Ellie Cullen <3
Chapter Five - Paint Job {Alexya's POV} Written by Carmen E
Chapter Six - Declaration {Seth's POV} Written by Carmen E
Chapter Seven – Knowledge {Alexya’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen<3
Chapter Eight – Dreams I Want to Believe {Seth’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen<3
Chapter Nine – Sleepover {Alexya’s POV} Written by Carmen E
Chapter Ten – The Cullen’s: Part I {Seth’s POV} Written by Carmen E
Chapter Ten – The Cullen’s: Part II {Seth’s POV} Written by Carmen E
Chapter Eleven – Reunion {Alexya’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen<3
Chapter Twelve – Explanations {Seth’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen <3
Chapter Thirteen– Buried With the Truth {Alexya’s POV} Written by Carmen E
Chapter Fourteen – Jealousy: Part I {Seth’s POV} Written by Carmen E
Chapter Fourteen – Jealousy: Part II {Seth’s POV} Written by Carmen E
Chapter Fifteen – False Hope {Alexya’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen <3
Chapter Sixteen – Anger Management: Part I {Seth’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen<3
Chapter Sixteen – Anger Management: Part II {Seth’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen
Chapter Seventeen – Distraction {Alexya’s POV} Written by Carmen E
Chapter Eighteen – A Walk Down Memory Lane {Seth’s POV} Written by Carmen E
Chapter Nineteen – Josh {Alexya’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen <3
Chapter Twenty – Complications {Seth’s POV} Written by Ellie Cullen
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Chapter Twenty One – Cruel World {Alexya’s POV} Written by
Carmen E
Chapter Twenty Two - Dissapearing Slowly {Seth's POV}Written by Carmen E
END OF PART ONE
Chapter One - Worried {Alexya's POV} Written by Ellie Cullen <3
Chapter Two - She's Back {Seth's POV} Written by Ellie Cullen <3
Chapter Three - Confessions [Part One] {Alexya's POV} Written by Carmen EChapter Three - Confessions [Part Two] {Alexya's POV} Written by Carmen E
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omg!! im a new reader & i LOVE this story! its the best ive read... plzzzz update & email me! :)
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I am SOOOOOOOOO sorry, oh my gosh, i can't believe all of these comments are here, i thought people would have given up!!
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WELCOME NEW READER
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It's done, =p
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A/N: due to my very long absence, I couldn't have posted the chapter any sooner. I am so sorry for not being here, and I have been reading your replies and have been thrilled that everyday the TRA reading community is expanding. We welcome all the new readers, We hope you enjoy this little Seth-imprinting story! So again, I apologize for not delivering this earlier, as I have been truly busy and never had the time to even breathe, no less post anything. I'd just gotten back to the TTS community yesterday, so I will waste no time, and will just let you decide what you think of the rest of Chapter 3.
ENJOY, AND DON'T FORGET TO LEAVE US YOUR THOUGHTS AND COMMENTS!
Song – No Sound but the Wind by the Editors
Written by Carmen E
Chapter Three – Confessions [Part Two] {Alexya’s POV}
Although he wasn’t at a reaching distance, I felt myself stiffen and my heartbeat changed to a faster rhythm. “N-no, not on the phone. Can you—”
“I’m on my way,” was all he said before the line ended.
I hadn’t realized I was holding my breath until I let it out. Seth was coming. Right now. So I can tell him that I’m in love with him. Right now. And I’m panicking. Breathe in, breathe out – yeah that’s right – breathe in, breathe out. I shook my head, this is definitely not working. I am going to make a big fool out of myself, and I am going to lose the only person that I truly cared about.
“Great, just great,” I muttered bitterly at my reflection.
What was I supposed to do now?! I gnawed at my lower lip in frustration. I groaned, stood up. I had exactly two minutes before Seth arrived. All I could think of doing was waiting for him to come, and swallow my hysteria.
“Sounds like a great plan to me,” I told myself in my preppy-cheery voice. I rolled my eyes and wore the first sweater I saw. I went down the steps taking them two at a time.
I stopped just a few feet from the door, and looked out the window. It was raining. Good.
I stepped out of the shelter and warmth that my house offered and welcomed the cold and the rain of a usual day in Forks. I observed the thick forest that seemed to rise from every corner, surrounding me in a circle of despair and loneliness. Will that be my fate? Loneliness?
Seth could never want me. I was just a human, what did I know? What was I but replaceable vermin – a weak and stupid mundane? Yes, that’s what I was – and Seth deserved the best. I just wished I could have been the one.
That was when my hysteria was replaced by a wave of black despair. My legs felt numb and wobbly, I knew that it wouldn’t be long until I lost my equilibrium, so I sat down carefully on the stairs of my porch. The roof didn’t cover me, didn’t offer protection, so I was instantly drenched in wet, cold rain. I crossed my arms over my chest and brought my legs together pressing them against my drenched torso. The cold was taking over, as was that numbing feeling that eradicated all pain, all desperate thoughts from my system – even if it was for a little while. I welcomed it with open arms, and I let it consume me.
Because, let’s face it, I have no chance here. I’m nothing – nothing – compared to what Seth really deserved. He deserved a strong, independent, beautiful girl. And I was none of those. I was a weak, dependant and fragile human with a broken past. Who would want someone like that? I wouldn’t want me.
So here’s when I asked myself why I was even risking Seth and I’s relationship. But the funny thing was that I already knew the answer. A friendship with hidden secrets is no friendship at all, and I love Seth too much to hide anything from him. And that’s why–
My train of thoughts was interrupted by a sound, the sound of rustling bushes on my left. I looked in the direction of the sound and, sure enough, Seth – all beautiful and glorious – emerged.
Naturally, he was half-naked. His exposed skin was wet and glistening, his chest and abdomen perfectly structured – as though his body was sculpted to perfection by the greatest sculptor. His shiny, silky black hair was dripping wet as well, but it didn’t matter, he was strikingly gorgeous. His round brown eyes fixed me with intensity. I felt myself dive into those round, eminent orbits and get lost into oblivion until his voice tickled my senses and brought me back to reality.
“Lilia,” he breathed, “why are you under the rain? Come on, let’s get you –”
“No!” I quickly interjected. I didn’t know why but the rain kept me calm and brought me a sense of peace. I shook my head, “No, I-I don’t want to.”
“Okay.” He sat down beside me and took my hand.
That familiar electric feeling whenever Seth touched me zapped through me like white hot fire. It always seemed to catch me off-guard. I kept my troubled feelings to myself and watched as Seth absentmindedly played with the hand he held. His gaze was scrutinizing my face. “You were crying,” he frowned.
My eyes widened in surprise. I hadn’t even noticed, I stared at my shoes, feeling self-conscious by his penetrating gaze.
“Lilia, tell me. What’s bothering you?”
Why was I jeopardizing this perfect friendship for the sake of a meaningless crush? This wasn’t right; I did not want to lose my best friend because my stupid feelings stood in the way. No, I will not end this. I should have never listened to Nessie when she pushed me to do this. I shook my head and looked at Seth. “I’m sorry, Seth, I don’t know what got to me. It wasn’t worth it.” I stood up.
Before I could make another move, Seth grabbed my arm and made me stop fidgeting. “That’s not true, Alexya.” He stood up, never releasing me, and stepped down the stairs so we were at the same eye-level.
I opened my mouth to defend myself but he cut me off, “Never be afraid to tell me anything, no matter what you think I might react to the news.” He stared at me for a long time until it clicked with me.
My eyes widened in shock and I almost took a step back. All I could say was, “You know,” while my mind screamed No, no, no, no, no! Why did he have to know? Why did it have to be over between us? Tears slid down my face silently as I stared at the man I loved, at the best friend I knew I was about to lose. The rain poured down on me heavily and I couldn’t help but be grateful that my tears were shielded with the rain.
Until Seth brushed a tear from my cheek, “Nobody’s worth your tears,” he said.
“You are,” I told him almost instantly and regretted it nearly immediately. I bit my lip and looked down.
“Look at me, Lilia.”
I did as he asked and was surprised to see something new clear in his eyes. Something that brought me back to two years earlier, to the day I met him. That same shine was there. It wasn’t the only time I would catch him looking at me that way, but it would disappear before I could acknowledge it. But now, it stayed. His eyes didn’t waver, didn’t look away––he still looked at me like, like he loved me back. He took my hand, and twined our fingers together. This time his eyes fixed our joined hands, and he smiled. That smile alone made my heart skip a beat.
“I’ve always dreamed of this. I thought you didn’t feel the same way I did about you. I’m glad I was wrong. I’m glad I get a chance.” He paused, and this time he fixed me with eyes that glowed with so much emotion. He leaned in. I held my breath and closed my eyes. His lips brushed my cheek, my nose, and my forehead. His breath tickled my neck, and I knew his lips were inches away from my ear. His scent intoxicated my senses. A beat passed. And then he whispered to me three words that would change everything:
“I love you.”
I wanted to scream my love for him at the top of my lungs; I wanted to proclaim it to the world. I wanted to dance in the rain and I wanted to feel Seth’s arms around me. But of course, I did none of those.
What I did was start crying.
I leaned into Seth and started crying my pain, my despair, my loneliness and my skepticism. I let it all out. And Seth held me in a tight embrace, he held me there and never let go. He never let go of me. Instead, he whispered kind things to me, soothing things.
After a moment, he coaxed my head towards him and whipped the tears that strayed on my face with his thumbs. I stared at him, still crying.
Tears went, and tears came. And he never let go, he didn’t disappear as I thought he would. When my sobs turned to hiccups, all I could say was this, “Why me? Why do you love me?”
He smiled and leaned in so our foreheads touched, “Because two years ago I found the love of my life lost in the woods. The moment I saw her, I knew I couldn’t let her go. It was love at first sight.”
I was brought back to the day when he’d told me about his identity, the time he‘d told me he was a werewolf and imprinting, I still remembered what he’d said perfectly.
He told me about imprinting and how it was a wolf’s way of finding their other half and it happened a lot like love at first sight, in fact, it was love at first sight. Seth said that it didn’t matter how old the person was, you could imprint on a child if it was meant to be; the wolf would just have to wait since they didn’t age.
“You imprinted on me? We’re imprinted?”
Seth looked guilty and hesitant, he opened his mouth a couple of times but he never said anything. He looked miserable, but he just nodded and looked away. A moment passed before he spoke, “I know you don’t approve of the concept but –”
I interrupted him by placing my hand over his mouth; inside I erupted with joy, with hope. I didn’t say anything, nor did he. We just stared at each other, looking into each other’s eyes. I slid my hand carefully from his mouth, and hugged him carefully. I closed my eyes, as I breathed his scent in. Seth hugged me back, holding me close to him. “I want to be with you forever,” I said.
He hugged me tighter, and whispered into my ear “Forever.” A moment passed, never letting go of one another, before Seth spoke again “Let’s go inside, I don’t want you getting sick.”
“I don’t want to let you go, Seth. I don’t want you to disappear.” I barely whispered, blinking back more tears.
He sighed – a beautiful sound that even its simple melody made my heart flip. “I could never leave you, Lilia. It’d hurt too much.” Seth lifted me off my feet, and walked towards the door. I buried my face in the crook of his neck. Normally, the door was unlocked so we entered the house with no difficulties. Seth took us to the living room, sat down on the leather couch. I still hadn’t let go of him, so he perched me on his lap. His hands moved from my body and stroked my face.
He tipped my chin so I could look him in the eye. His warm temperature started to take effect on my skin as soon as we’d entered the safety and coziness of the house. In a matter of seconds, my clothes were dry and the heat was seeping into my pores, into my core. His beautiful brown eyes, orbits that described depth, confidence, and love, were fixing my lips with a narrowed intensity. Seth leaned in slowly, his breath tickling my face – and making my pulse race.
This was the moment I get to feel his lips against mine. This was the moment I’d experience the one feeling that all authors described it in a million different ways in the books I’ve read. There was no sound but our shallow breathing, and the downpour on the house.
Just as our lips were about to meet, Seth’s cell phone rang making both of us jump in surprise. I slid from Seth’s lap so he could answer. He stared at me for a few seconds, as if he was deciding to leave it to voice mail or pick it up. Finally, he sighed and kissed my forehead. “It’ll be just a minute, I promise,” he said before picking up.
I slid away so I could give him more privacy with the person he was talking to, but his eyes still locked with mine, “Hello?” he said into the phone. A few moments passed. “Yes, I’m with her right now.” A blush broke into his beautiful face “No, not yet” A pause. “Renesmee that is none of your business!” he hissed into the phone.
I stood up, feeling extremely self-conscious and hungry. I hadn’t had anything for breakfast so I was starving. As I was about to enter the kitchen, I felt a big, warm hand catch my forearm. I stopped, turned to see Seth looking at me although he was still talking to Nessie. I grew more aware of myself and backed up until my back hit the wall.
“Nessie, I’m glad your concerns have finally vanished but right now I need to be with my Lilia, okay?” he flipped the phone before Nessie could say anything else.
I sucked in a breath, he called me his Lilia. I was his. We stood staring at each other for a long while. He took a step forward, making the gap between us as little as possible. “Where were you going?” he asked in an amused tone but I could almost hear a bit of hurt emanating in his voice.
“I–I–I wanted to give you some privacy, an-and I’m, err, hungry so I–” but before I could make a total fool of myself, Seth caught me off by placing two fingers over my lips.
He frowned, “you’re hungry. I should make you something.”
“N-no, you don’t have–” I tried to cut in.
“Yes,” his hand stroked my face, “yes, I do. What do you want?”
I had the biggest need to state that I wanted him but I couldn’t make myself say anything. I felt myself swim into those beautiful brown orbits and liking it. All of a sudden, I was closing the distance between us and staring straight at his lips. I could smell the hint of aftershave, and that musky woody scent of pure-Seth. His body temperature radiated the heat it made, not because his hand was still stroking my face, but because the closeness between us was leaving me no room to focus on anything but him. Slowly, he tipped my head so we can make eye contact. His lips parted slightly, and he leaned in, closing his eyes.
Our lips met, and a sudden rush of bliss exploded in my veins. His lips were tender on mine. His arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer to him in the same time I braided my fingers in his hair. It was like I’d reached this new state of pleasure, desire. Everything tingled, and I forgot about everything except Seth’s presence and the mesmerizing way his lips brushed mine.
At a certain stage, I think we both knew that it was time to stop, even if we didn’t want to. We both leaned back. I kept my eyes closed; savoring the heavenly feeling while it lasted. The kiss still burned on my lips, and I had a feeling I wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight. I sighed, and finally – after what seemed like a life time – I opened my eyes. Seth’s eyes bored into mine with that same intense emotion that seemed to make me feel like I was the center of his world. -
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Permalink Reply by Ellie!! on
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THIS IS AMAZING! but you knew that already, didn't you Carmen ;)
i love this chapter so much!
i love this story, Carmen, you're such a good writer, and brainstormer for making all of this up :) thanks for asking me to write it with you!
xxx♥
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Permalink Reply by Carmen E ~Rebel Yell~ on
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I only asked you to write it with me because, to be honest, Half Moon was the first FF I'd ever read - it was amazing, so I said to myself "dude, I am so asking Ellie to co-write it with me. tottally" and please, i'm not that good, I just read alot.
(as for the brainstomer part, I beg you to shut up, because the ideas for TRA came from you as they do from me. So please, shut up!)
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Permalink Reply by Ellie!! on
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so it wasn't because of my amazing personality?! i'm hurt, Carmen, truly hurt! :D
god i'd almost forgotten about that! lol, that's so cool!
more ideas from you than from me, so you shut up! there. 'nuff said.
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Permalink Reply by ♥Rachel♥ [ PainfullyShy ] on -
*NEW READER* Great storyline but one problem, where is chapter 20?
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Permalink Reply by Carmen E ~Rebel Yell~ on
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Welcome new reader!
Thank you :)
Uh-oh.. something went wrong.. I think it got accidently deleted. I'll see with Ellie if she still has the chapter then get back to you by email ;) -
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Permalink Reply by ignorantKYLEE on -
Love it!!!
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