City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Fourteen: Camera Love)

Chapter Fourteen: Camera Love:

-Sophie-

When was the last time I held a camera? I sat in my room and stared at my first camera. It was like one of those toys that made the clicking noise, but took no pictures. Dad gave it to me for my fourth birthday. I don’t remember a day where that plastic red and yellow camera wasn’t with me. Mum would try and hide from me when I had it pointed at her. When I got older, the equipment got more advanced.

I had always loved taking pictures from when I was a little girl. Those cameras felt so good in my hands. A cell phone can’t match the feel of a classic camera. I don’t understand where that love went. More

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City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Thirteen: We Need to Talk)

Chapter Thirteen: We Need to Talk:

-Paul-

She said we needed to talk. Those are never good words in my experience. Things have been going good between Sophie and I. But we aren’t dating. So, it’s not like we’re breaking up. But what if she’s suggesting there is no chance of us getting back together?

I stared at my cell phone.

The only thing I did was send her a text this morning. I told her to have a good day and nothing else. I can’t figure out what I did wrong. I shook my head. I should just go ahead and hear her out before I make my own conclusions. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Twelve: Confusing Bliss)

Chapter Twelve: Confusing Bliss:

-Sophie-

What’s happening to us? Paul said that he enjoyed being out and about with me. But what is that supposed to mean? What is he looking for in me? It seriously can’t be a second chance at a relationship. It won’t work.

I paused with that thought.

But is that really true? I told myself that every time an ex wanted to get back with me. If they didn’t take a hint, I would keep ignoring him until they got the message. But, I don’t feel like avoiding Paul for some reason. I guess I like going around the city with him. He’s the only ex I can stand to be around. What does it all mean? More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Eleven: Dodging the Ex)

Chapter Eleven: Dodging the Ex:

We were just about to head out of the Fish and Chip shop when I happened to look across the street. Sophie turned around and saw me frozen with an expression of terror on my face.

“Paul, what’s the matter?” she asked. I tired to speak as I pointed across the street.  Sophie slowly turned her head. A woman with bright ponytail pigtails walked out of a jewelry store. Her bright pink miniskirt was long enough to cover her arse. Her big boobs looked like they would pop out of her pink boob tube. The woman looked around as if looking for a cab. I jumped behind Sophie and ducked down. She turned and looked at me More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Ten: Fish and Chip Memories)

Chapter Ten: Fish and Chip Memories:

“I’m hungry,” Sophie complained. “Let’s go get something to eat.” I turned my head.

“But you already ate at the company party,” I said. My ex snorted.

“That was just finger food,” she said. “I want real food! I want a whole meal.” I put up my hands.

“Okay, okay,” I said. “I hear you.” It didn’t take me long to guess where we were going next. “Think that fish and chip shop is still open?” Sophie broke into a smile.

“You know they are,” she said. “Best hangover food ever.” I raised my eyebrow at her. More

It’s Time to Wrap Up Things

Ever look at piece of work and go, “Yeah, it’s time to wrap you up.” I am going to end a draft that I have been working on since 2009. I think I will finish it on Wednesday. I will have see how I feel.

Things have been going to slow at my job. I’m hoping that it picks up again. I’m still fixing the pictures on my site. I need to fix the pictures in this blog too. The progress is moving along, however. I am just about to finish fixing up the main pages on the main site. I still have to work on the smaller sections, but I know I can do it. Edits for Steel Prison is coming along nicely and I think I like Taylor Swift’s new song. (I don’t really care about her, but the song’s good in a way. I’m using it to write a chapter for my story, Devil’s Scandal, tomorrow.) I can’t wait to write more for my Wasteland 2011 project this week. I get to start on the D.Gray-Man section this Thursday.

That’s about it for now, I think. You will see more of the City Lounge: London soon next month. For now…

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I Need Some Recomendations

I am feeling lazy again with my watching things. I did start Inside No. 9 last week and the first episode was quite interesting. I might go back to it when I’m not so lazy. Fixing the pictures on my site is going well. It’s still going to take me a long time to change those pictures from Photobucket to Imgur, but the Chrome extension, Fix Embedded Photobucket Images, just made it a little bit easier for me.

Meanwhile, I’m waiting for American Horror Story: Cult to start up in two weeks. In the meantime, I am looking for something new to latch onto to help break my laziness and get me back into the rhythm of watching my backlogs again. Anybody have any ideas? Comment below in the comment section. While you’re at it…

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City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Nine: Squire for Hire)

Chapter Nine: Squire for Hire:

The walk around East London brought back more memories our university days. There was this crazy party back in the fall of 2007. I couldn’t help but smile.

“What are you grinning for?” Sophie asked.

“Do you remember a bloke that called himself the Squire for Hire?”

“Squire for Hire?” she asked.

“You know, he always wore leather and smelled like pot,” I said. “Kind of looked like a hippie and biker. All of the birds flocked to him at parties. He was at a fall house party during at first year at university in ’07.” Sophie twisted up her face as if to try and remember.

“Sounds familiar,” she said. “Was he black or white?” More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Eight: Wondering)

Chapter Eight: Wondering:

I did some thinking as we rode deeper into East London. Sophie stared out the window of the moving cab. In moments like this, I wonder what could’ve been between us. I missed those days in university. I wanted to say something, but I didn’t think any words would fit the situation. Instead, I let my mind wander back into the past.

Some of our friends didn’t understand why we were together. On the surface, Sophie looked like one of those posh girls who belonged in prep school. Some of our schoolmates tried to suggest different pop bands of the 90’s she should listen to. Sophie always looked like she wanted to vomit when she said a Take That album cover. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Seven: Garden Office Party)

Chapter Seven: Garden Office Party:

It’s just as Sophie made it out to be. I could feel myself falling asleep as I walked through the entrance of Abbey Gardens. Call me simple, but I’m not into the posh lifestyle. As far as I could remember, neither was Sophie.

“Why are we here again?” I asked.

“Work mates,” she said.

“And why am I here?”

“I need a way to survive this.”

“Do you have an exit plan ready?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, let’s do this.” She and I walked down the entrance path. Sophie wrapped her arms around mine. My heart started pounding in my chest.

“Hey,” I said. Sophie looked up at me.

“You want to this be convincing, don’t you?” she asked. I forgot how I was going to respond. To be honest, I did kind of like it. I suddenly began to remember our college days together. Then I shook my head.

This wasn’t the time for that. We had a boring to endure. Save the happy sentiment for later. More

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