December 2011
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October 2011
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Stuck on You, 21: You Don't Have to Hide.
HI EVERYONE.
Anyway, I’ve updated! Despite the fact that I’m still having my Os exams but whatever, my apologies for the very very very very late update! BUSY YEAR, I SWEAR.
And as usual, if you spot any spelling mistakes/grammar errors, do point it out!
I know it’s not much but I hope you enjoy it!
xoxo
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“How’re things holding up?” Andrew asked me...
August 2011
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Stuck on You, 20: The City is Ours.
Jenny Shay.
“Dad, where are you going?”
Dad was stuffing a quiche in his mouth and immediately gulped half a glass of orange juice and immediately grabbed his messenger bag.
A few weeks passed, nothing much changed. Well except the fact that my dad’s been going out a lot lately. Not that I think it’s a good thing. I bet he has been out with that Barbie.
...
April 2011
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hiatus: test season & May/June O'Level exams...
hey guuuuuuuuuys.
well obviously, as you can see, unfortunately I have to go on hiatus.
yeah, test season right now and my May/June Os are coming up. I know I haven’t been updating lately, sorry about that, busy year ahead, but don’t worry, I’ll update as soon as I can :)
much love,
me, x
World Wars.
so, I’ve been thinking of writing something non-chick lit after I’m done with Stuck on You and I’m thinking of naming it World Wars. if it sounds kinda familiar, I was inspired to write something sci-fi after reading Suzanne Collins’ The Hunger Games and Alex Scarrow’s Time Riders. so if you think I’m copying their master pieces, I’m not. I tried my best...
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Stuck on You, 19: Suspicion.
Jenny Shay.
“Hey, Jennifer, wait up!” I heard someone call.
It took me about 5 seconds to respond back to whoever called my name. I was as sleepy as a girl who hadn’t slept for 10 years. If that was even possible, anyway.
Friday morning. Thank God the weekend is coming up. I swear I’m gonna sleep my ass off all day and and never, ever come out of my room.
I turned...
March 2011
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Stuck on You, 18: Surprise, surprise.
Andrew Jackson.
“Hungry?” I asked Jen as I opened the passenger seat’s door for her.
She smiled thanks and said, “Kinda.” I closed her door and hurried up and went in the driver’s door. “Why?” She asked as I got in.
I shook my head, “Nothin’, I’m gonna order take out, if you want, I can buy for you, too.”
She put on her...
February 2011
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Stuck on You, 17: Relieving the past.
“What? I don’t believe you.”
It was already afternoon and Andrew was kind and sweet enough to not kidnap me and hold me hostage, but instead, he drove me— well us, really, to BPS.
The kids were playing outside, as always, and while waiting, Andrew and I decided to play a game of Truth and Not Dare.
Andrew shrugged, “I’m not joking. Serious. Scout’s...
January 2011
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Stuck on You, 16: Settled
Andrew Jackson.
“Hey, Mom.”
“Good morning, sweetheart.” she greeted me as I bent down to kiss her on the cheek, and she returned with a tired smile.
She looked pretty amazing, as always; her hair was tied into a neat bun, she’s not wearing any makeup to look beautiful: because she doesn’t have to.
Despite all her attempts to put on a relaxed face, I could see that she’s tired. I immediately...
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Stuck on You, 15: Stranger.
Jenny Shay.
Okay, something weird happened today. Something that’s just… weird. I mean, God. Okay what am I saying?
Okay, I should stop talking, right? Alright. So, this is what happened.
*** That night after Andrew sent me home, and of course I thought I was alone. Since well, I always was.
Well, I was wrong.
When I entered inside the apartment, I heard dad’s voice. Which was quite queer to...
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Something Different, 100: Forever is over.
“Moving?” I cannot believe this.
“Yes,” Dash said, not being able to look into my eyes, “Moving.”
I stayed silent for what felt like hours. Then, “But, why?”
Dash sighed, frustrated, “Because of the business. Dad got a mega huge job promotion that he was dying to get since forever.” He paused, “And now, finally, he got...
December 2010
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Stuck on You, 14: You've got it.
Jenny Shay.
That afternoon after school, it was raining.
Like, heavy rain. Which sucked for me because 1) I walked to school this morning, that means I had no ride home, 2) I didn’t expect it to rain any time soon, heck even today I didn’t expect it, and 3) I don’t have a rain coat with me, which goes back to problem number two.
I was waiting at the waiting area, as I wrapped...
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Stuck on You, 13: Weird feelings.
Jeniffer Shay.
“Thanks for the ride.” I told Andrew. We spent hours at Starbucks, and by hours I meant, hours, talking and joking around. And apparently, Andrew wasn’t sucha jerk once you get to know him.
“So, Paddington is where you grew up?” I remember asking him during our conversation.
“Yup.” Andrew answered, he smiled and said, “Enough about...
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Something Different, 99, part 2: Goodbye.
“The beach, huh?” Nat laughed.
Eric just smiled in return.
After they left Nat’s house that afternoon, Eric took her to the beach.
“Why the beach though?” Nat asked as she took her slippers off her feet, feeling the sand beneath her feet, and thanking God she wore an appropriate outfit: a simple Levi’s t-shirt and a pair of quarter pants.
The wind blew her...
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Something Different, 99, part 1: Coming to an end.
“So,” Eric started talking.
“So.” Nat said.
It was already noon, and surprisingly for Nat, Eric texted her up asking her if it was okay that Eric came by her house.
And of course, she didn’t mind. She giddily texted him back saying yes.
“Where are we going?” Nat asked.
Eric gave her his warm smile that made Nat’s heart skip a beat,...
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Stuck on You, 12: Lucky.
Jenny Shay.
“I’m kinda getting used to this tutoring thing.” I told Andrew after we were done with the class that afternoon.
“Yup.” Andrew gave me a smile while he put his jacket on. “You going home after this or…?”
I shrugged. “I think I might go to Starbucks.”
“Starbucks?” He asked, his British accent thick, “But...
November 2010
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Something Different, 98: Unsure.
It was a Sunday morning and Nat decided to hang out at Starbucks at 10am, no guys, because it’s a girl thing and she had to tell us important news about her parents.
“So, what’s the news?” I asked Nat as we took our seats.
Eva, Penelope and London leaned closer to hear whatever Nat was about to say.
“Okay,” Nat started blabbing, “I got a new DK bag...
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Stuck on You, 11: Relief.
Andrew Jackson.
“So, you’re in this tutoring thing with Jenny?” Thomas James asked on a Monday afternoon during football, I mean as the American call it, soccer training.
I was getting irritated by this guy. Not because he kept on asking me questions about Jenny, but the fact as if he can get Jenny just like that under his so-called-charming trance.
I don’t know why I...
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Something Different, 97: Emotions.
“Dash doesn’t seem to like me.” Finn told me on a sunny Saturday morning while we were watching basketball match, which was one of those rare occasions for me to do.
I sighed and said, “Don’t be ridiculous. Of course he likes you.” Which was a total lie. I knew from the day Finn and Dash met during the meet up with everyone else a few weeks ago, he...
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Stuck on You, 10: Loser.
Jenny Shay.
The first day of tutoring went better than I expected. So far, the primary kids were behaving alright, and surprisingly, Andrew hasn’t been annoying the hell out of me like he always does.
Another shock for me was that, he seemed to be enjoying himself teaching the kids math and I must say, he’s pretty good at it.
“Ms. Shay!”
It was a sunny but cold...
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Something Different, 96: Grateful.
“Hey, guys.” I greeted my friends the next morning as I arrived at Starbucks.
Nat, London, Penelope, Eva, Jesse, Eric, Dan and Paul were sitting down next to the window revealing the slightly sunny morning and people walking down the pavements in coats and umbrellas.
I took a seat next to Nat and asked, “Where’s Dash?”
“He’ll be here soon.” Eric...
October 2010
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Stuck on You, 9: Partners.
Jenny Shay.
“I heard the basketball team’s gonna play against the Boston Wild Cats here.” Alexa told me during lunch.
“What? That early?” I asked.
“Yup. Apparently their star player’s moving to Chicago or something.”
I laughed, “They pushed the big game to an earlier date just because their star player’s moving? Wow. That must have...
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Stuck on You, 8: Miserable at best.
Jenny Shay.
“Good morning, dad.” I greeted my father as I entered the kitchen.
As usual, my dad looked tired. But then again, he never fails to give me his warm winning smile. “Good morning, Jenny.”
“You worked late last night?” I asked him as I poured myself a glass of orange juice that was on the table.
“Yup.”
“Will you be home early for...
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Something Different, 95: Stay.
“Finn?!” I gasped. “OMIGOD. OMIGOD!” I jumped and gave him a big hug. It took some time for him to pull away from the hug. I felt a rush of disappointment.
He gave me his cocky smile and looked into my eyes, I managed to smile… and slapped his arm.
“Ow!” He rubbed his arm. “Oh, so that’s what I get for coming all the way from New York to New...
HIATUS.
until my exams are finished starting this week till the 23rd of October on Saturday.
don’t worry! I’ll try to update if I get the chance to use the laptop :)
love y’all! keep on checking for the updates!
much loves, mwah mwah!
xoxo.
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Stuck on You, 7: Impressed.
Andrew Jackson.
The school was okay. A lot different than my former school, Padington Academy. And apparently the principal of the school, Mr. Hudson, is best friends with dad. No wonder I got into the school so easily. Small world.
So! First day of school went fine I guess.
I mean, my classes were okay. The people there are nice, too. Everything went well. I decided to go for the football...
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Stuck on You, 6: Crashin'.
Jenny Shay.
“Ow!” I shrieked as I landed on my bum on to the floor.
“Oh, shit!” I heard someone say, “Sorry!”
I rubbed by butt and looked up to face the amazing Thomas James.
I felt my cheeks burn and tried to get up. “Here let me help you.” He offered his hand and I took it. I stood up and faced down to look at my feet. I was awestruck....
September 2010
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Something Different, 94: Surprise.
What a night. I thought as I looked out the window of Nat’s limousine.
We spent the day toasting marshmallows, eating, swimming, sang songs while Jesse played the guitar and making fun of Paul when another fish went in his pants while he was swimming.
“The fishies sure do love you!” I remember London joked.
“Not funny.” was all Paul could say then he blabbed...
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Stuck on You, 5: A new home.
Andrew Jackson.
I woke up to the shakes of the airplane landing on the ground. I rubbed my eyes as I sat up and looked outside the window. New York. I thought. It was already morning, though the sun wasn’t fully up yet, just half way up. I looked around and saw airplanes, jets, helicopters everywhere.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” a woman announced through the airplane’s...
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Stuck on You, 4: Here we go.
Jenny Shay.
After I finished my breakfast, I kissed my dad on the cheek goodbye. I took my purple and blue Nike sling bag and my Sidekick that was lying next to it on the couch in the living room. I put on my black flats before I headed out the door.
I left my apartment at exactly 8.30am.
Brooklyn Academy High School wasn’t that far to go to. So instead of going there with my dad in his...
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Stuck on You, 3: Fly.
Jenny Shay.
“Good morning, dad.” I greeted my father with a kiss on the cheek as I entered the kitchen and sat by the table.
“Good morning, Jenny.” My dad looked up at me and gave me a small smile as he continued preparing the plates, forks and knives on the table. He looked tired. He had eye bags which were super obvious, and he’s been forming wrinkles on his...
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Something Different, 93: Lucky.
Eric Owens.
Eric couldn’t help glancing at Nat.
She was with Ivy, Eva, London and Penelope sitting by the tent eating the food London and Nat brought and Eva’s birthday cake. Nat’s auburn hair was tied into a neat bun and her front hair was pulled back with a head band revealing her flawless skin. Nat and Ivy laughed at something Penelope said.
And Nat’s laugh, well,...
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Stuck on You, 2: Change.
Jenny Shay.
5 years later.
The blinding ray of sunshine woke me up. I rubbed my eyes and opened them as I drew a deep breath and let it out. “First day of school.” I told myself and sat up on my bed. I looked to the right side of my bed to see that I woke up 15 minutes early than the time I set up on my alarm clock. I got out of my bed and headed towards my bedroom window. I swung...
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Stuck on You, 1: The beginning.
Jeniffer ‘Jenny’ Shay.
I woke up from my sleep to the shattering and breaking sound of glass. I decided to ignore it and go back to sleep, but when I was about to close my eyes and drift off dream land, I heard two people shouting and screaming. Mom and dad. I thought. I rubbed both my eyes and sat up on my bed. I walked towards my bedroom door and placed my right ear against the cold mahogany...
Something Different, 92: It is what it is.
Me and Eva are almost there. Jesse texted me. I quickly replied, ok, just call me when u guys r ald here yeah? and pressed send. Got it. was Jesse’s reply. I quickly shoved my iPhone into the pocket of my shorts and headed towards where every body else were.
“Eva and Jesse are almost here.” I told them.
“I’ll get the cake ready!” Nat shrieked.
...
Something Different, 91: Care less.
We arrived at Old Lake at exactly 9.20am. Technically, it took twenty minutes for us to arrive here from my house.
I opened the door of Nat’s limo and set my slippered feet onto the rocky and stoned pathway.
“Smell the fresh air of Old Lake, Ivs!” Nat said as she stood next to me.
I didn’t think I’d quite get what other things she said, as I was totally and fully dumbstrucked of the scenery.
...
Something Different, 90: Her majesty.
Eva Daniels.
“They’re at Old Lake?” Eva asked Jesse as they walked out the sliding doors of Target’s.
“Yup.” Jesse said texting on his Blueberry phone.
“So… we’re going there, too?”
“Yup.” Jesse said once he was done texting on his Blueberry. “We’re going straight now.”
“Oh.” Eva said, scratching her head. “Why again?”
Jesse bit his lip, “Err… spontaneous trip.”
“Oh.” Eva said once again....
Something Different, 89: See you on the flip side.
Fifteen minutes already passed since we left my house this morning as we were already on our way to Old Lake.
I looked out Nat’s limo’s window as lots of orange, red, yellow and pale looking leaves of the trees, were lined up in a line as we passed by them. The sun was still rising up in blue the sky.
“Where the hell is Jesse?” London suddenly complained as she took out her Sidekick and...
Something Different, 88: Born ready.
Ring! Ring! Ring! My alarm clock sang early on the Saturday morning.
“Ugh.” I groaned and sat up straight from my bed and lazily rubbed my eyes. A few seconds later, my iPhone was ringing. Nat. I thought to myself. I quickly searched under my pillow and once I got my hands on my iPhone, Nat’s picture was on the screen, smiling at me. I pressed the Answer button on the screen and put the phone...
Something Different, 87: Hope.
Once I reached upstairs to my room, I headed straight for my laptop. I switched it on, typed in my password, hit enter and waited for it to load. Two minutes past and I was already signing in my email and logging online on my Yahoo account.
Finally I was logged in, I checked my Inbox. I had one unread message from Finn. Good, just what I need to keep my mind of Dash.
I pressed the Open...
Something Different, 86: Something important.
“… Tomorrow at, 9am. That too early?” Nat asked once I got out of Dash’s limo and arrived home.
I thought for a minute and finally said, “Yup. Mind being the wake up call?” I joked.
Nat laughed, “Sure.”
“Good night, Ivs!” I heard London shout.
“GN!” Paul laughed.
“Night, loser.” Eric said.
“You!” I pointed my index finger to him, “Loser.” I quickly looked at Dash who didn’t look at me for...
Something Different, 85: Yes it is.
“Okay, so…” Nat said as we finished choosing what flavour, size and shape of the cake, “Now all we need is the wordings.”
“Excuse me?” I called out.
Suddenly a guy with a tired looking face, using a red apron on, white shirt behind it, and a red cap to match his apron appeared, “Yes?”
“Can I’ve a piece of paper and pen, please?” I asked.
“Hold on,” He said and bent down under the counter. A...
Something Different, 84: Not now.
“Grab that!” Nat pointed her index finger on a bag of party hats on a shelf. We’re currently shopping at Target’s, at 7pm at night, pushing a trolley full of refreshments and party stuff, for a last minute planned party.
Paul grabbed the party hats and dropped it in the trolley, “There.”
“Thanks!” Nat grinned.
“No problem.”
“Omigod.” London said as she wiped her not so-sweaty forehead, “This...
Something Different, 83: She will.
“Bye, Evs!” Nat shouted as both Jesse and Eva got out of Dash’s limo that afternoon.
“Bye, Jesse!” London waved Jesse good bye as both him and Eva went inside Eva’s cozy looking house.
“Where to?” Nat asked onced she slammed the limo’s door closed.
We all looked at one another carefully, “Wait, what about cake? And the party stuff? Plates and all?” Penelope started talking.
“Yeah!” London...
Something Different, 82: Ever.
It was fifteen minutes to 11am and all of us were still sitting at the park. We had no classes today, which was a relief.
The sun is finally in the sky, lighting it up. The good thing about the season of Autumn in, where ever you are, is when even though it’s sunny outside, the cool wind is always blowing through your face.
Dash was, no doubt, still on the phone with his dad.
It was already...
Something Different, 81: What if it doesn't?
After the occassion, it was already 10am.
The sun was starting to rise and people were starting to leave the park. Except the teachers and the students, of course. The teachers were busy talking to some of the parents, and the other students were, eating.
The occassion, if I do say so myself, was a success.
Currently, me, Nat and the others were lying on the warm cut grass, looking up the...
Something Different, 80: Better.
Natasha ‘Nat’ Scott.
10 minutes passed, and the limo feels like it was slowing down. Nat looked out the window and saw lots of cars and signs that says Teachers Only. Students Not Allowed To Park. “Bummber.” Nat heard Ivy hissed.
It was 7.12am when we finally got out of the limp. Nat heard Dash told something to his driver before he left and drove off.
As they walked to where the occassion...
Something Different, 79: Too well.
I awoke to the ringing sound of my phone. It was a call. I groaned and took it and pressed answer.
“H-hello?” I asked, still sleepy. I didn’t even know who would call me early in the morning.
“Ivy!” A shout from the phone woke me up a little bit as I sat up straight. But my eyes were still half closed.
“What?!” I shrieked.
“Wake up, woman!” The girl shouted.
“Nat?” I asked, yawning.
“Yes...