hello everyone.
i'm like finally back again.
sweeties, i'm so sorry for my procrastination.
but here, i present you my latest story.
don't worry. it will be finished.
because i've already finished writing it.
so please visit it at http://claire-lovestory.blogspot.com
sadly, it is a love story again.
but with loads of spice. (:
thanks.

algae.

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HEY people.
so SORRY for not updating.
still working on the STORY.
i know i'm slow.
and i will so-called
renovate THIS PLACE.
so it will be closed for while.
people, SORRY.

princess algae.
SCREW the passerby crap, kay?
THANKS.

Chapter 14

“This corridor is Caroline’s inspiration.” Jasper whispered as he cuddled sleeping Caroline. “It sure looks as pretty as she is.” He smiled. Then, I turned to Caroline. She lay in Jasper’s strong arms. Her face was soft and pale, her long black eyelashes fluttered and her red glossy lips twitched. She looked so beautiful, no one else could compare. Not Marilyn, not Anabel, not me either. I had been so immersed in my thoughts that I didn’t realize that Jasper was talking to me. “Alana? Alana? Alana?” His voice grew more impatient by the second. “Huh? Jasper? Oh, you’re calling me. Sorry.” I hung my head low. “Open the door for me won’t you.” He didn’t sound frustrated at all. I shoved the door opened. It didn’t make any sound for the hinge was so smooth. Jasper took a step forward while I admired Caroline’s masterpiece. The walls were draped with pale blue wallpaper and it gave the white wash doors a shine. The red carpet wound down the corridor while the antique wall lamps shone dimly. It really seemed like heaven. I could imagine Caroline and Jasper prancing about, giggling away, while Anabel and I sat on a cloud, looking at Earth. “Close the door, won’t you, Alana?” Jasper interrupted my sweet thoughts. “Fine.” I sounded irritated as I tried not to slam the door.


“What’s into you?” Jasper asked as he placed Caroline onto the couch. “Nothing, really.” I placed the shoes near the dressing table and took a seat. “Sweet dreams.” Jasper kissed Caroline’s chest. Then he turned to me when I was staring the deep blue walls. Marilyn must really like blue, I thought. “Go change into this.” Jasper instructed as he handed me an exquisite-looking paper bag. I snatched the bag from his hands and fished the dress out. “Wow.” I mumbled in amazement. I jumped up from the chair and draped the dress over the shoulders. The pink velvet felt so nice on my skin. “Go try it on. It’ll look good on you.” Jasper smiled sweetly. I half-ran, half-walked towards the bathroom. The walls were decorated with mosaics of different shades of blue. I marveled at the way it was arranged. The bathtub was cool to the touch and it was embossed with the name, Marilyn. I giggled as I ran my fingers over it. “Argh. Quickly get changed. I’ll have to stay from these pretty interior designing.” I commanded myself. Quickly, I changed out of my skimpy outfit and slipped into the gorgeous gown. I threw back my shoulders and stared at my reflection. The velvet commented my soft curves and revealed a little of my toned thighs. The turtleneck made my neck look skinner and it showed off my arms with the sleeveless parts. I placed my hand on my hop and wriggled a little to the right, a little to the left. Then, I traced the white vintage lace along on the hemming. I tried to make out the pattern. “Alana? Are you done?” Jasper called out.


“You look simply stunning.” Jasper complemented. I blushed. Jasper must have sensed it cause he burst out laughing. “Alana, you’re really very pretty today.” His face suddenly turned serious. “Thanks.” I tried to sound casual. “Alana?” he asked as he got up and took a step towards me. “Yes, Jasper?” My voice turned into a mumble. He remained silent, circling me till my back was facing the bed. “Jasper?” “Alana, you’re very attractive.” He took a step forward and I backed a step. “No Jasper.” “Yes Alana. You’ve really got me mesmerized.” “I’ll never betray Caroline.” I declared. I would never betray my friends for love. And in this case, a playboy. “There’s nothing between us.” Each step he advanced, I would step back. “No.” I protested. “I’m Jasper Mckessie, my dear.” I blushed at the last word. “Jasper?” “Yes, Alana?” He smiled so sweetly that I was momentarily dazzled. “Did anyone mention that you’re very attractive too?” We giggled. “You’re the most beautiful.” I was already sitting on the springy bed yet he inched closer. “Glib tongue.” “Oh no, my dear.” He pushed me onto the bed. He lay next to me. I turned to my right and soft glare met my curious eyes. “Alana.” He whispered softly. Then, he held me close and wrapped his arms around his waist. “Jasper.” I said the same voice. I rested my hands on his muscular arms. “Wait.” I suddenly jerked, releasing my grip. “What Alana?” “Are you sure you’re not flirting?” My eyes refused to meet his. He shoved my face towards his. “No. Never. I take you seriously.” “Don’t’ lie to me or else I’ll smack you.” I sounded gruff. “Never, my dear.” He reassured me. Then, he pushed me back onto the bed.

Hey people. On holiday now.
Anyway, this chapter is not completed.
Haven't looked through yet.
So not that perfect.
You'll get the nice one when I'm done with everything.
Keep up the suspense! :]
Hmms...
Come back on Friday, ok?
Promise a new and exciting chapter.

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SHANE: hello. how do you find the suspense?
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Chapter 13
haha. no-name chapter.

“Caroline!” She yelled. “Hey Sarah, do you know that there’s a doorbell you can use?” I sounded sarcastic, pointing at the side. “Sorry. Failing short memory.” She giggled. “Friends again? Marilyn opened the door. ” “Better than ever.” I smiled. Marilyn showed us in. Her house looked like any red-bricked ones with white roofs from the outside. But the interior designing was beyond words. The sparkling chandelier gave the walls a glossy blue shine. All around the spacious hall were shelves stacked with books and the glass doors reflected the dazzling lights. There was a television in front of the long, dark blue couch. The same shade of blue as my sweater. As I shifted my head to the right, there was a polished marble dining table with six chairs draped with silk.”Nice interior designing?” Marilyn interrupted my thoughts. “Jasper’s work of art.” She smiled gleefully. “I like the grand staircase most.” I turned my head towards the elegant flight of steps. It wasn’t like anything like the narrow, dull ones like the one at my house. Instead, the width hovered around our meters, widening even further at the end. The stairs were of glittering white tiles and a red velvet carpet ran through the middle of it. “Wow. Jasper’s really good.” I muttered softly.


“Wait till you see Caroline’s house.” Marilyn turned on the switch anti-clockwise and the room dimmed. “I can’t imagine that.” I rubbed my fingers onto my temples as I tried to picture a house grander than this. Marilyn’s laugh was like the sound of flute. So soothing. “By the way, where’s Caroline?” Sarah walked towards the kitchen. “She went to pick Jasper up from Beverly Hills.” Marilyn walked up the stairs and I took a seat on the couch. I sank into the velvet-like material. So soft. “Is Anabel back?” I called out. “She didn’t call.” Sarah answered from the kitchen. Then, the doorbell rang. “See, someone knows how to use the doorbell.” I teased. “Yes, yes. I think that’s Caroline and Jasper.” I reluctantly got up from the comfortable couch and answered the door. “Hey, Alana.” Jasper kissed me on the cheek. I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. “Look she’s blushing already.” Caroline commented as she rested her head on Jasper’s shoulders. “Like my work of art?” Jasper asked as he wrapped his arm around Caroline’s head. “Simply glamorous.” I walked into the kitchen, leaving the couple with their own private time. “So Caroline, why did you call everyone here?” Marilyn flitted down the stairs. Suddenly, I realized that her clothes matched the theme of the house: blue. She wore a light blue vest over a long sleeved white dress that covered her knees.


“We need a formal dinner to welcome our darling.” Caroline raised her head from Jasper’s shoulder. Then, she walked towards me and hugged me. “Formal dinner for me?” I muttered in amazement. “It’s some kind of tradition.” Caroline smiled sweetly at me. “When’re Steffi and Anabel coming?” Jasper asked. “I’ll call them.” Marilyn replied, prancing towards the phone. “Hey, I’ll go get changed first.” Caroline let go of me walked towards the stairs. Marilyn nodded as he dialed the numbers on the rustic phone. All of a sudden, I felt under-dressed. It was a formal occasion and all of them were wearing evening gowns. I sighed. “Hey wait for me, Caroline.” Jasper called out, picking up the shopping bags on the floor and sprinted towards Caroline. “Darling!” He called out in a playful voice as he scooped Caroline into his arms. She started flailing her arms wildly. “Put me down!” She started screaming and kicked her high heels off. “Hush, darling.” Jasper’s kiss touched her face lightly. “Alana, pick the heels up for me.” I scampered to his side. “Thanks.” Caroline said, before closing her eyes.

heys. i am posting the chapters rather quickly.
cuz i am going on a holiday the coming week.
5 days. so yup. here's chapter 13.
there's tons of excitement in chapter 14. :D
haha. some people read it alrd.
anyway, i'm really lazy to reply tags. another time?

Chapter 12
i've given up naming the chapters

David had been the first guy who did not feel attracted to me. I had tried all means to get him, but in the end he fell for Rosalie. I just couldn’t understand. What was so good in her that could not compare to me? She didn’t have looks, figure, taste, brains… Anger built inside me. My tongue turned sour. “Stupid Rosalie.” My voice was muffled as I buried my head in the bed. My tears of fury stained the purple flora bed sheet. “I promise. I promise I’ll get my revenge. Rosalie, you’d better watch out.” I hissed as I narrowed my eyes. Just then, the phone rang. I wiped my tears with the back of my hand and reached out for the phone. “Alana?” A sweet voice called out. I sniffed. “Alana, are you alright?” “Yes.” I sounded as though I was on the verge of tears. “Darling, why are you crying?” “That Rosalie…” I breathed heavily. “Come on darling, don’t be so sad. Do you want to come over to my house?” “My mother…” “No need to worry.” She interrupted, “Mrs Mckessie will deal with that.” She assured me. I smiled. “Sure. Where’s your house?” “Oh no, Sarah will pick you up.” Sarah. I shivered. “You sure that she’ll not kill me?” There was chuckle over at the over side. “She’s not that vicious.” “Oh.” “See you at the sidewalk in five minutes.” “Bye, Marilyn.” She hung up.


The tense atmosphere took a change for a lighter mood. “Yeah! Yeah! Marilyn’s house!” I laughed and yelled, bouncing on my gym ball. Then, I slid towards my wardrobe, picked up a blue knitted sweater and draped it over my shoulders. “Hmm… Not bad.” I stared at my reflection. Then, I tore off a post-it and scribbled a message. “I’m at Marilyn’s house. Don’t’ cook dinner for me.” I mouthed the message. I wanted to continue but there was a honking outside. “So fast?” I wondered. I picked up my wallet and ran down the corridor. I bit my lips when I crossed Rosalie’s room. I didn’t wish to know what they were doing. “Alana!” Someone banged the door. “Sarah? Give me a minute.” I opened the door and showed her in. I stuck a magnet onto the note and grabbed a gulp of coke straight from the bottle. When I came out from the kitchen, I saw Sarah growling at Rosalie. She was at the top of the stairs, wearing David’s denim jacket over her revealing lingerie. “Let’s go. Marilyn’s waiting for us.” I tugged at Sarah’s sleeve. Both of us headed for the door. “Alana, don’t.”I could hear the desperation creeping up Rosalie’s voice.


“She’s freaking irritating.” Sarah commented as she turned on the ignition. “That’s why I need to escape to Marilyn’s house.” I added with a grin. “Uh-huh.” She kept up with me. “Her house really nice.” “Perfect for a refugee like me?” She chuckled. “Why not?” “This is your car?” I looked out of the window. “I’m not allowed to drive yet you know. I’m only fourteen.” “So am I.” “Rules are made to be broken, aren’t they?” She teased. “I break them all the time.” “Me too.” We slapped our hands in the air. “So don’t you feel offended by the Carl incident?” “You’re angry at me?” I sat upright. “Why should I?” “Because you got ticked off by Caroline thanks to me?” “Come on, I was in the wrong.” Sarah said as she stepped on the accelerator. “So no grudges?” “Let’s bury the hatchet.” She tinkled a faint smile. “Ok.” I nodded. “Marilyn’s house.” Sarah said as she pulled the brakes. The Alfa Romeo jerked violently. “Looks like you could do with some driving lessons.” I teased. “Any willing sponsors?” She shoved me forward. We giggled our way up the porch.

hmms. 12 chapters alrd. :]

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aishu: i dun noe wad to say to you.
alyssa: you sicko. chapter 1 to 4 is under september. so go to archives.
elynn: of course. who wants to flim chapter 11. wait till chapter 13. even worse. trust me.
passerby: haha. yes. very lovey dovey. but actually there is no purpose in writing. i'm bored. that's all. and there IS a climax. a pretty interesting one, i guess. but i haven't written it out yet. but wad can i write to grab attention?
shane: HIIIES!

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