"Please tell me you brought a mask... Or anything that can cover my face." I gave Langston my puppy look face, "This is the most embarrassing thing I've ever done!"Langston hissed at me, "You're not the one wearing the chicken suit here. Besides," He coughed, "Patrick said I'll get a promotion after doing this.""Really? Showing up outside the Big Apple with a chicken suit is worth the promotion? Are you kidding me?" I mean, we flew all the way from our home, Denovan, to this crowded and noisy city. New York.He just shrugged.I gave him a glare."What is the promotion, anyway?" I asked him while fluffing his wings gently.He looked at me sheepishly, "Well..."----3 days later---"So, how does being a messenger feels like?" I asked Langston with a teasing smile, which by the way annoys the hell out of him.Yes, the trip to New York a few days ago was for a promotion to become a messenger. I personally have no idea what chicken wings have to do with mails, but whatever. Besides, it's
Is that suit really that heavy?It does look heavy.Scientifically and logically, it is heavy.Imagine wearing a big, huge, and large yellow fluffy suit, and walking through a swamp.With muds and other stuff.I remembered not so long ago that we were both running away from an old lady while he was wearing a chicken suit. I can also remember running away from a group of deadly gangsters with Langston while wearing a chicken suit. So, let's just say that I've been running around lately with Langston wearing a chicken suit, and out of all the times, he finally looks tired right now. Exhausted.Can't blame him. This is what happens when a person walks across a town's swamp while wearing a damp, heavy, fluffy, chicken suit really is a hassle.I also can't believe that I'm going to do this, but I really do feel sorry for him. "Let me carry that," I told him before grabbing the box and immediately held it tighter than usual. Langston was right, are there rocks in here!?He chuckles, "Seriou
It's dark.It's finally dark.And yet, we're not even near to anywhere!"Langston, are you sure we didn't just pass by here? Because I am sure we've passed by here already," I told him, while gripping his phone tighter, which is also used for our source of light."How sure are you that we've already passed this path anyways?""There's a tree!" I point the light to the familiar-looking tree."Chloe, we're in a swamp... Obviously, there are trees everywhere!"I shut my mouth."Besides, it's logically impossible for us to pass by our route from earlier since you know, we've been walking in one straight direction.""ONE DIRECTION!" I yelled."Uhh Chloe?""It's a rule, in my class' fandom. Every time you'll hear the word direction you have to yell One Direction. I'm a Directioner." I explained to him. You see, I am a certified Directioner. My love for One Direction is bigger than my love for Ice Creams, and trust me, that says a lot.He rolled his eyes, "Girls and boy bands. I'll never und
"So you're saying that you're still going to go here, but you sent a box full of rocks, through a couple, just because your car is full?" Langston asked, holding in his rage.The old woman, who I learned was Linda, nodded. She hugged her husband at the side and grinned at us, "Yes. It wasn't much trouble, right?"No, no it wasn't! You knew we were just walking and you sent a box full of rocks to the eastern part of the town! Yes, yes we're fine. I pursed my lips, "You gave us a time limit. Which is midnight. Who are you? Fairy-God Mother?" I asked her nicely. Well, inside I'm crashing the world already, but I should still show respect to the old lady.We're inside their house right now, which shouts Old People Lives Here but it's sweet. She told us that it's their 30th anniversary tomorrowWow, she's old... Probably at her 50's.She smiled at me, "You see, I'm fixing my garden here, and I really do need those rocks.""Why were you in Denovan, anyways?" Langston asked,The old man -Ca
"Can you please leave? PDA is really unnecessary."We were startled by the annoyed sounding driver of the bus, which made us jump apart.Gosh, I can feel the warmth crawling in my cheeks!Literally.Langston coughed awkwardly before locking his hands with mine and pulled us out of the bus.We're standing outside the bus stop for minutes, but it felt like hours and watched the bus leave us.Alone.In the dark.Holding hands. Well, considering that he's still in his chicken suit, then we're holding our hands ish.After kissing for the first time.I never thought kissing someone was so good.Like what I said, he stole my first kiss.Ah shit.Ah crap, I cursed!Pinching my self, Langston was shocked and asked, "Are you finally going mental?"Giving him a smug look, I answered, "No idiot, I was pinching my self.""Which by the way, is my point.""I was pinching my self because I was cursing,""But I didn't hear anything,""In my mind, dummy."His eyes widened, before looking at me sheepish
"... CONGRATULATIONS CLASS OF 2014-2015!"I look at Langston with a huge grin in my face, before we gave each other a nod and threw the hats in the air!I can feel like an adult now.I'm happy and sad at the same time; happy because I'm an independent woman-ish girl-ish, and sad because I can't cry and run to my mom whenever I want to.Oh, I really do want to be a kid again."Congratulations Chloe," Langston run towards me and kissed me passionately. I smiled, "Congratulations, Mr. Smartypants."Turns out Langston was a very intelligent guy since he graduated first. As in valedictorian."CONGRATULATIONS!" Sylvia, Tan, mom, and dad were immediately around us."CHLOE! REED!" I was immediately engulfed by a pair of arms."Archie!" I smiled, "Cogra-""Wait!"I stopped talking and looked at Ivan curiously, what is he planning to do?Ivan kneeled down on his left leg.Oh."I fell in love with you when I first met you. When I saw you standing near the corridors, laughing like crazy in grade
"You know, I still really don't like to be seen with you," I told Langston while smiling sheepishly at the people around us."Why? Everyone knows we're a couple now."I raised an eyebrow, "They knew way before we became an us.""But why?""Why...?""Why do you hate to be seen with me? It's not like I'm bad looking, which I highly doubt,""Even if you were bad looking, I would still love to be seen with you. But," I looked at him straight to the eyes, "I don't like to be seen with you wearing that."He scoffed, "What's wrong with the clothes I'm wearing right now?""It's yellow, fluffy, and too chicken. Gosh, Langston! You don't have to wear that at this party!"He smirked, "It's our Halloween Party, it's normal.""I was expecting you to be embarrassed about it, actually."He shrugged, "It is embarrassing, but this suit is the one who pushed our lives together again. Don't you agree?"I smiled, "I guess so, chicken boy."He gave a playful glare, "Don't call me that.""I love you," I co
This is 3 years after the epilogue.■■■■■■"What are you doing?" I asked Langston as he takes off his shirt which completely shows off his leaner abs."Stripping." He winked,"Why are you stripping?" I took a step back, ready to run to the door."Oh you know," He smirked his infamous smirk, "This."I shrieked as loud as I could as he shot his water gun on my face."Langston, stop that!"I heard a laugh beside me and saw my own son holding his own water gun. "Charlie, baby, help mommy!'He looked at me with a worried face for a second, before it turned into a smirk like his dad's and started shooting me with his own water gun.Damn it."Guys!" I chuckled, before rolling on the floor and straight to Langston's back. "Give me that!" I tried pulling the gun out of Langston's hand, but as usual, I failed."MA! THAT'S CHEATING!" I heard a shout from behind me before I felt something wet on my back.Damn it."Charlie! If you'll help me, I'll give you an extra bowl of Mac and Cheese!"Charlie
Every story has an ending. As cliche as that sounds, it is the truth. I remembered crying my eyes off when I finished Stephenie Meyers' Twilight Saga because I just honestly love her series. I love Bella and Edward. I do not care if there are millions who disagree with me, but Twilight was one of the book series that had me swooning. I remembered buying different objects that has anything to do with the series. I admit, there were some scenes that got me cringing because it was a little bit too weird, but as a whole, the movie was amazing.My story started when my Lexus got lost. And now, finally, my car -the one who had helped me chase my dreams- has finally been found. I cannot be any more happy. Well, I can. But for the moment, I do not think that anything can top this moment."Where is my car?" I asked out loud while I rush inside the station and straight towards Officer Ramon's desk with Elliot on my trail. I usually do not run, unless if I was running late or if there was an eme
Okay, I've been doing my best to stall writing this particular chapter because I'm not ready -but I'm ready- to end my journey for this series. I'm just being a big sissy, really. Thank you so much for reading this, for all the votes and comments. Love lots Crazeeps ••-••-••-••-••-••~"Did she answer your calls yet?" I asked Elliot, who was busy pouting on my bed. "She still wouldn't." He groans, "It wasn't my fault that the phone connection was choppy.""Choppy?" I asked.He nods. "Choppy."Okay."Riley is probably busy tending her boyfriend's wounds, El." You know, the one you and your brother did. Because of a misunderstanding. Because of you.He sighs while shaking his head, "This is terrible.""Aww." I cooed as I sat down beside him and giving him a hug, "Don't feel too bad, it wasn't totally your fault," it's true! "Verizon should also take the blame."He rests his head on my shoulder, which has to be uncomfortable for him because he's tall. "You're the only one w
"YOU TRAITOR!" Elliot pounces on my brother, obviously forgetting the fact that he's a police officer, and screeches from Riley, my mom, and El's were so loud that it made me go blind.Yes. You read that right."You seem calm," I told Vanchel without my eyes leaving the scene."Yeah," She sheepishly answered, "I've been in Charlie's fights in the Underground." She clears her throat, "This is nothing.""Ah." I nodded because I totally understand. The Underground is an illegal place that is located under the grounds of Denovan where fights happen. It has been there for decades. No joke. It's the same place where both my dad and El's used to fight too.Riley gasps as she tries to pull the men away from her now-husband, "What are you guys doing?! Stop this!"Jay, my twin who can totally handle himself because he actually does work in my parents' assassination company, tries -and fails- to block the hits coming from Charlier and Elliot. My dad and Reed are the ones doing the easy job of bl
The calm before the storm has never felt so tense. I remembered keeping secrets from my parents. I remembered not telling them that I lost my phone back in middle school. Well, that was until I learned that my stupid brother has been hiding it the whole time. He only wanted to see me squirm. Anyway. It was not as tensed as this one.But even back then, I have never liked the waiting game. It gives me small hives because of the stress of being scared. The feeling of knowing that there is a ticking bomb gives me the chills. The suspense is killing me.It has been a week since El called her sister and dropped the bomb on us. Riley and my moronic brother would be arriving any time now. The week was filled with held in rage and anger.The newly wedded couple had no idea that the whole family, both the Langstons and the Emersons, are here in our mansion. The same mansion that was once owned by my great grandparents. Looking at it, if the hulks have decided to kill the groom, then at least J
Rage starts silently. It is like water in a pot. You will let it simmer, then boil, THEN BAM! IT EXPLODES! I honestly hope I would not see an enraged Elliot."Elliot," I told him as we both rush towards his truck. "Babe, calm down."We both left the Chinese restaurant with unfinished food -shame, I know. If my own conscience is not knocking on my guilt enough, then the look of the Chinese man who owns the restaurant did.I mean, ordering burger and fries in a Chinese restaurant probably did enough damage, but leaving with unfinished meal? Oof."I can't believe they got married," He grumbles angrily as he harshly yanks his door open. "She's nineteen! She does not know what she is doing."I immediately climb on the truck and shut the door close. I put on my seatbelt and silently watch him turn the engine on in a hurry. I pursed my lips and placed my hand on his lap to comfort him."They have not even graduated from university yet," Elliot spat the words out of spite. "And now she is tel
"You know what is weird?" I asked my handsome date for this beautiful night as I munch on my juicy and delicious burger, "I have not heard from Jay."El raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow. "You have not told him that you are back in town?""Well, I guess I assumed that my parents already told him or something," I squinted my eyes and put the burger down. I picked up a fry and dipped it in my special ketchup mixed with mayonnaise sauce. "Should I give him a call?""Wait, so he does not know that you are back in town?"I shook my head no and said, "Nope."Jay is an obnoxious, arrogant, sometimes sweet, and cold-blooded piece of work. Have I mentioned that he is also my twin brother? Yeah, unfortunately, he is.Do not get me wrong, I love him. I mean, it is really just because I grew up with him and all. And to be frank, the only time I probably really liked him was when we were both in my mother's womb because you know, we have not murdered each other for nine months. Then again, maybe
"If you skipped the long butt author's note," Elliot whispers, "It's okay. I still love you.""And me too." Northon smiles alongside his brothers."To summarize the author's note though," I rolled my eyes because let's face it, Kryzel is being a little bit overdramatic, "The author just wants you to know that she appreciates you reading her work."Weston grinned cheekily. "And that she loves you!" "We," Easton flicks his glasses, "We all love you."-••-••-••-••-••-••~Losing something special can make an impact big enough to change a person's life. Sometimes, it takes losing something important to find something you have been unconsciously needing all along.In my case, this sometimes happened not too long ago. And this something? This something is my car. I may have lost my Lexus, but I did find Elliot. And he is something I need. I would have traded a hundred more Lexus to get back in the arms of Elliot Langston. I know I sound cheesy, but it is the absolute truth.Okay. Just to be
THIS IS GONNA BE REALLY SHORT. JUST A QUICK "I'M KIND OF BACK" UPDATE :)I will be writing chapter 15 later, or tomorrow lol. What do you guys prefer? Shorter chapters but daily (or 2) updates? Or Longer chapters but weekly updates? COMMENT HERE!Okay, I LOVE YOU GUYS! THANK YOU!💕💕Enjoy :)-••-••-••-••-••-••~"I can not believe that you have burnt my dollhouse." I murmured angrily while glaring at the three spawns of the devil in front of me. "I do not care who started it, and I do not care who did it -I just do not care."Easton coughs out awkwardly, "But-""No buts." I glared harder, "From now on, you guys are not allowed to enter my room."Northon's eyes widened as Weston whined loudly. "But it was just a dollhouse!""Well, that's true." I sighed while nodding, "Correction then, you are not allowed to go to my house."Both Easton and Northon groaned. However, Weston only sighed out in defeat. "Then, I guess only my brothers can visit you."I pursed my lips tightly and raised a g
So for those who had read this book years ago, you would know that I've only been putting up old works (lol). But do not fret! Chapter 14 was the latest chapter before I took the chapters down, meaning, I will be writing Chapter 15 soon. OMG. I can't wait. New readers! WELCOME!Thank you so much Crazeeps ••-••-••-••-••-••~"HEY LOVEBIRDS!" I pulled away from Elliot and turned around to face West, who ruined the moment by the way. "So happy to see you all patched up after a century and all-""What?" Elliot asked impatiently, obviously annoyed. I giggled silently because I can not blame him. After all, we were in the middle of something.West screamed on top of his lungs, "THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE!""WHAT?!" I gasped out in shock and was frozen for a second. I heard Elliot take in a breath sharply before running to where my parents' house is.I felt goosebumps around my body and suddenly felt a little lightheaded. "W-w-what h-ha-happened..." I stammered out, "Why is the ho