Thanks for the memories by Cecelia Ahern

Synopsis: How can you know someone you’ve never met? Joyce Conway remembers things she shouldn’t. She knows about tiny cobbled streets in Paris, which she has never visited. And every night she dreams about an unknown little girl with blonde hair. Justin Hitchcock is divorced, lonely and restless. He arrives in Dublin to give a lecture on art and meets an attractive doctor, who persuades him to donate blood. It’s the first thing to come straight from his heart in a long time. When Joyce leaves hospital after a terrible accident, with her life and her marriage in pieces, she moves back in with her elderly father. All the while, a strong sense of déjà vu is overwhelming her and she can’t figure out why …

Rating: Oh how i loved this book. warning it does say the f word. but it wasn't unnecessary i can't explain it. it only swears a couple times. other than that there was no icky parts. this is the lady who wrote P.S. i love you and oh boy this book is so so so cute! 4 stars! (cuz of the swearing otherwise it would be 5)

Artemis Fowl by Eion Colfer

1st book

Synopsis: Twelve-year-old Artemis Fowl is the most ingenious criminal mastermind in history. With two trusty sidekicks in tow, he hatches a cunning plot to divest the fairyfolk of their pot of gold. Of course, he isn't foolish enough to believe in all that "gold at the end of the rainbow" nonsense. Rather, he knows that the only way to separate the little people from their stash is to kidnap one of them and wait for the ransom to arrive. But when the time comes to put his plan into action, he doesn't count on the appearance of the extrasmall, pointy-eared Captain Holly Short of the LEPrecon (Lower Elements Police Reconnaisance) Unit--and her senior officer, Commander Root, a man (sorry, elf) who will stop at nothing to get her back.

2nd book

Synopsis: The Arctic Incident sees the slightly older, perhaps slightly more mellow arch-criminal Artemis recovered from his last adventure, richer now that he has his half of a hoard of fairy gold, and happier since the Clarice Starlingesque superfairy Captain Holly Short of the LEPrecon returned his mother's ailing mind to full health. But there is still much unfinished business: Artemis Fowl Sr. disappeared when a daring escapade designed to free his family from their criminal--not to mention deeply lucrative--past and move the family's assets into legitimate enterprises went horribly wrong. Held captive by the Mafiya (the Russian organized crime syndicate) for over two years, he has been declared officially dead, but Artemis Jr. knows in his heart (yes, he does have one) that his beloved father is still alive, and he is determined to find him. Meanwhile Captain Short is temporarily on assignment to Customs and Excise as punishment for letting Fowl separate her and her People from their gold and is finding her stakeout duties a little dull. It soon becomes obvious that the pair have need of each other's considerable skills, and before long they are on track for an adventure that will ultimately have far-reaching consequences for both of them.

3rd book

Synopsis: Artemis Fowl II, criminal mastermind aged 12 is off on another crazy encounter with fairies accompanied with his ever-faithful bodyguard Butler. In this adventure, Artemis builds a cube with stolen fairy technology. It is stolen by Jon Spiro, a Chicago business man who shoots and kills Butler.Holly Short, Captain of the LEP heals Butler with magic. Unfortunately, the healing does not work as planned. It leaves Butler alive, though fifteen years older and unable to carry out his duties as a bodyguard. However, his sister, Juliet, agrees to help Fowl recover the stolen computer. With the aid of the rest of the LEPrecon team and kleptomaniac dwarf Mulch Diggums, they break into Spiro's company, Fission Chips, in the Spiro Needle. They begin their mission once Artemis is captured and placed inside the company. Artemis lets Foaly take control of the C Cube and tricks Spiro into going to the offices of his rivals Phonetix in order to sabotage their work projects, but Artemis gets Spiro arrested by a SWAT team. After recovering the C cube, Commander Julius Root orders Artemis Fowl, Butler, and Juliet mind-wiped before they cause anymore damage to the fairies

4th book
Synopsis: Evil pixie Opal Koboi is plotting a terrible revenge against her enemies, starting with Artemis Fowl and Captain Holly Short - and ending with a plan to destroy the world below ground.

5th book
Synopsis: Ten thousand years ago, humans and fairies fought a great battle for the magical island of Ireland. When it became clear to the fairy families that they could never win, they decided to move their civilization underground and keep themselves hidden from the humans. All the fairy families agreed on this, except the eighth family, the demons. The demons planned to lift their small island out of time until they had regrouped and were ready to wage war on the humans once more. However, the time spell went wrong, and the island of Hybras was catapulted into Limbo, where it has remained for ten thousand years. Now the tainted time spell is deteriorating and demons are being sucked back into the present space and time. The fairy council is concerned about this and is monitoring any materializations. But when the spells deterioration accelerates, the materializations become unpredictable. Even the fairy scientists cannot figure out where the next demon will pop up. But someone can. Artemis Fowl, teenage criminal mastermind, has solved temporal equations that no normal human should be intelligent enough to understand. So when a confused and frightened demon pops up in a Sicilian theater, Artemis Fowl is there to meet him. Unfortunately, he is not the only one. A second, mysterious party has also solved the temporal equations, and has managed to abduct the demon before Artemis can secure him. Once again, Artemis will have to pair up with his old comrade, Captain Holly Short, to track down the missing demon and rescue him, before the time spell dissolves completely and the lost demon colony returns violently to Earth.

RATINGS: I loved all of them! and will read them again!! yes yes yes i will!!!!!!!

STRAIGHT FROM THE NOTEBOOK......The Impostor/ The unexpected

Prologue
   Randall Slater stepped into the high rise office, and closed the door.     
"Is everything set?" Jimmy Blake said, turning his leather chair around.
"Everything will be perfect." Randall said, standing in front of the desk.
" The girl is prepared? She knows what to do?" Jimmy asked, eyes boring into Randall's skull. "Because if this plan fails, your time is up" he said smoothly, leaning back. Giving the position of indifference. Randall did not flinch. His boss was dangerous, but if you did what he asked, you were safe. 
"Everything is set and ready. No one will suspect." Randall consoled, quietly confidant.
"It better be." Jimmy said, turning his attention to the papers on his desk. Randall recognized a dismissal when he saw one. He let himself out. 
Jimmy Blake had been waiting for this plan to go into action for 17 years. He was patient. Finally he would get back at the couple that almost brought his downfall. Now they were going to fall. He chuckled to himself. They would never know what hit them.


Chapter 1
   "Has anyone seen my blue v-neck?!" Delody Jakes yelled down the elegant stairs of her grandmothers home. Delody and her brother Jamie had come to live with their grandparents for a couple of months while their parents went on a "business trip".
   Their parents were int he Witness Protection Program. Sylvia and Andrew Jakes had been forced into the program when they were almost murdered by people who they thought were trustworthy. Delody's parents had been in the FBI and had been investigating a gang in New York City, when someone had tipped the boss off that they were spies. The boss had them "taken care of". The gang had presumed them dead because of the craftiness of the FBI. The FBI had then put them into the Witness Protection Program, so no one would find out they were alive.
    This of course had happened before Delody and Jamie were born. The FBI were convinced the gang had dissolved, which is why Delody's parents were in Washington D.C. They were basically asking for a normal life, without the protection part. Meanwhile Delody was at grandmothers house on the New Jersey Shore.
   Delody was glad it was summer vacation. Her grandmothers house was right by the beach, and she could go to the beach whenever she wanted. She went to the beach every day. She had a routine that she followed. She always ate breakfast, packed her beach bag, went to the beach, came home, ate dinner, watched a movie with her brother, and then went to bed. Every day was like that. She liked knowing what was going to happen. Still, she always packed her bag for the unexpected. She had e everything from the basics like towels, sunscreen and an umbrella, to the unexpected like pepper spray, a pocketknife, extra clothes, and a flashlight.she was the daughter of two FBI agents after all.
   As she was packing the last few things into her bag, Delody heard a knock on her door. She glanced up. It was her brother Jamie. He leaned casually against the door frame. He was wearing a yellow shirt and white Bermuda shorts. They contrasted against his dark, tanned skin. Girls were most often attracted to him because of his dark hair, blue eyes, and volleyball body. Delody was often mistaken as his girlfriend because they did everything together.
"I think that I'm going to skip the beach today." Jamie said. Delody stopped packing and looked at him.
"Does this have anything to do with Allison?" Delody asked refering to his current girlfriend.
 Jamie rolled his eyes. "No, i have a book i have to read for my summer reading list." he said.
Delody raised her eyebrows and continued packing. "Suit yourself. but i heard that there would be a beach volleyball game around 4." Delody said dangling the bait. Jamie loved volleyball. He was on their high-school's varsity team, and was in a club before they took the trip.
Jamie smiled at her. "I know what you're trying to do." He paused and rolled his eyes. " and it's working. Wait one sec, I'll come." Jamie walked to his room across the hall, and closed the door. Delody just laughed to herself and continued packing.

book idea

ok this first one is what i origanally started with... and the second is edited. i edited it past this, but let me know what you think.

Prologue


   Lake Powell truly is my home away from home. It’s where I can relax and put the world away for a few precious moments. It’s the most beautiful place. The water is so blue and the red cliffs rising up to greet you as you drive into their welcoming arms. As you speed along in the boat just feeling the wind going through your hair and its wonderful! You can almost feel..... Well you almost don’t feel anything at all. It’s like the world can't reach you there.

   That how I always felt when I went with my family. But now that my parents are dead, well I don’t go anymore. It inflicts too many painful memories. Here I am dressed in black again for another loved ones funeral. My grandmother was lying in her coffin looking as peaceful as I have ever seen her. I hate viewings. They dress you up when you’re dead. Make you all pretty. I wonder if it’s just so you can get into heaven. I don’t think god would mind if you were ugly or if you were a gorgeous film star.

   My Grandmother had been taking care of me and my little brother since our parents died. She was the only family we had. My family had slowly been dying off. First it was my grandfather. He had a deadly peanut allergy. If he even had a whiff he would go into hives. My grandmother always carried insulin shots with her. At a restaurant one night the cook messed up the order and my grandfather took a bite and then all the sudden looked very uncomfortable and then took a drink of water but then he started turning purple and doubled over gasping. My grandmother realized what was happening but when she looked in her purse the insulin wasn’t there. She called an ambulance but by the time they got there he was already dead.

   They police still say it was an accident. But I don’t believe them. I know it was on purpose, but I don’t know why. My grandfather had retired when he was 60 and wouldn’t ever say what he did for his work. He always told us he would tell us when we were old enough. He had always been mysterious, He and my grandma both, evading certain questions, changing the topic when my parents were mentioned. They always had a sort of protectiveness, and mysteriousness about them.

   As all of this was going through my head as I looked at my grandmother in her silent coffin replaying the words she had said before she died. She told me as she was lying on her hospitable bed, “ Cameron, when you get home, I want you to go up to the attic. You will find a truck up there. In the trunk here is a false bottom. Pull it up and look at the papers underneath it. I have hidden some information for you and your brother. Only use it you have to . it also explains some things.” This was strange. My grandmother was always honest and she never called me Cameron she always called me cam. Something was wrong but I couldn’t put my finger on it.

   As I was pondering what this meant my brother Collin caught my eye. He’s 14 and already he was strong and starting to fill out his t-shirts. He looked so handsome in his black suit. And all of the sudden looking at him, I was a little bit breathless. He was the spitting image of my dad. He gave me a funny look when he saw me staring, and I quickly composed myself. He came over to me, and whispered so only I could hear, “Can we leave soon Cam? I’m getting tired.” He wasn’t sounding tired at all but I knew better than to say anything. Funerals drained us both. “Ya I’ll let Jen know we’re leaving”, I said. Jen was an old family friend and had been with us for as long as I can remember. She and her husband Kirt had been coming over to my parent’s house for so long, I can’t remember when they started. Kirt was always hanging around and doing stuff around my parent’s yard and house. He was our handy man. When my parents had died he had taken it hard. Both Jen and Kirt had. They were always worried about us, always wanting to know if we needed anything. After Grandma died they offered to let me and kirt move in with them, but I polity refused. I don’t know why but my grandmother had given everything to my brother and I. We had gotten her house her cat, everything. I didn’t understand it but I never did understand my grandmother.

   I went over to Jen and explained that Collin and I were tired and were going back to Grandma’s House. She was concerned, “if you wait a little longer Kirt can drive you home” she said “no need to run off now”. “I brought my own car remember?” I said. She had no response. She sighed and then nodded. “We’ll check on you when we are done here”. “I know you will “I said, smiling.

   I grabbed Collin and we went outside to my car. As we walked outside I noticed that there was a man leaning against my car. I was surprised, and wary. I had never seen this man before. He looked faintly dangerous. He was wearing black slacks, and a black suit jacket with a black shirt underneath. No tie. He had dark brown hair, and had dark brown eyes. If I hadn’t been so wary I probably would’ve been very flattered to have this handsome man leaning against my car. But I was way too paranoid for that.

    “Hello Cameron” he said in a pleasant tenor voice. He nodded politely at Collin, who stiffened. He looked me square in the eyes. “I need you to do something for me”, he said smoothly. I was getting more anxious by the moment. But I didn’t show it in my face. My face was indifferent, blank. “Depends what it is” I said just as smoothly. He smiled, his teeth were white. Almost too white. “Your Grandmother had some papers in her possession. I need them. They contain valuable information.” His eyes narrowed. “Do you know the papers I’m talking about?” he said. “Sorry I don’t believe I do”, I lied smoothly. Collin knew enough to keep quiet. His face showed surprise. “You’re sure? I wouldn’t want anything to happen to Jen or Kirt, if I find out you’re lying?” My breath Caught in my throat. I couldn’t let them get hurt. He must have seen the uncertainty in my eyes. “That’s it” he said. He smiled again. “I’ll be by tomorrow to pick up those papers. Goodbye Cameron.” He said, and then walked away. I watched him go. He got into a black Mercedes with tinted windows, and drove away.

   My pulse was racing. What was I going to do?



Prologue (edited)


   Here I am dress in black for another funeral. This time it was my grandmothers. She’s in her coffin looking as peaceful as I have ever seen her before.

   I hate funerals, but I especially hate viewings. The people being viewed are always in heir nicest clothes, and have been all dolled up for the occasion. When I was little I always you had to be all pretty to get into heaven. Now I know better. I don’t think God would mind so much if you were ugly or beautiful.

   My grandmother had been taking care of my little brother, Collin, and I since our parents died in a car crash a little over a year ago. I had been sixteen at the time. It was hard on me, but especially so on Collin. He had been fifteen at the time and when they died he hadn’t been the nicest child ever. He soon regretted his moodiness. Now he’s changed. He’s more solemn and withdrawn. I worry about him sometimes. As I’m looking over at him now and noticing how nice he looks in his black suit. He has really grown up. Physically and emotionally. He gives me a quick puzzled look, but keeps on talking to some friend of grandma’s.

   Grandma, dear grandma. She had suddenly had a heart attack, and gone to the hospital. She was dying, and she knew it. The doctor told us that she had already made her funeral arrangements, and completed her will. The doctor said her lawyer would contact us soon. The lawyers name was John Snoot. I felt bad for the guy truly I did. Can you imagine having the last name Snoot? He showed us her will. Collin and I were shocked. “Whoa” was all Collin could say. I just stared at it. My Grandmother, had given us everything, from her cat to the house.

Epilouge

Epilogue

   “Congratulations” “Thank you!” I said. I leaned over to Collin. “Amazing turn out seeing as you were dead and all.” I said. He laughed. “It’s only because of your fast work that we were even able to have this wedding.” He said. “Ya I was pretty good wasn’t I? I mean after I healed and all.” I said smiling. “Well that was the last of the people to come through the line.” Bev said, coming up behind us. “Time to cut the cake!” She sang. I had never seen her so carefree in her life. “Whatever you say, Bev!” I said. I looked at Collin. He was Blonde again. Now he was my husband and I would be married to him for eternity. Everything was perfect.

Chapter 3

When we got off the plane, Andrew vanished. I had no idea where he went.


I found my way to the baggage claim. I got my first bag with no problem. As my second bag came around the bend I grabbed at it, but it slipped out of my grasp. Suddenly a pair of hands reached out and grabbed my bag and handed it to me. As I looked up to thank the man, I stopped dead. “Do I know you?” I asked in French. “No” He said in French. “Merci.” I said gesturing toward my bag. “Oui” he said and walked away. I stared after him. I was so sure it was Collin when I first saw him. His eyes were the same striking blue. But as I stared after the stranger I knew it wasn’t Collin. The man’s voice was too low, his hair was brown, and he had a beard. Collin’s voice was higher, his hair was blonde, and he hated beards. I shook my head. I must be really frazzled. Now I’m seeing him everywhere.

Over the next few weeks Andrew helped me move into my apartment. After I was settled we went on a couple dates. One date in particular he asked me if I wanted to go home with him after the date. I knew he wasn’t my religion, so I knew he would ask me eventually. I told him no and explained why. He seemed very interested and on our next date he asked me more questions about my religion. As I saw more of Andrew, I began to see more of the stranger. After a couple of dates, I told Andrew I was going to start dating other people, and not just exclusively him. He seemed relieved, and I started seeing him less and less. As I saw Andrew less and less, I seemed to see the stranger more and more. I called Ruby and Bev every night. When I told them I had been seeing less of Andrew they seemed relieved. They didn’t like him. One day I was at the grocery store, when the stranger approached me. “I haven’t introduced myself. I am Aaron Smith.” He said. “Hi. I’m Kristen Dennin.” I said. “I see you at church sometimes, and I thought I would introduce myself since I live a couple blocks away.” Aaron said. “Well thank you.” I said, and then I had to leave.

The next couple of weeks I looked for him at church. I could often spot him, but when I got close, he was gone. Then all at once I stopped seeing him. He wasn’t at the grocery store or at church anymore. I was starting to feel a little lonely. I had a job at the local Library, but I only got enough money to pay my rent and get groceries. When I had a little bit of extra money, I put it in my “Home Jar”. I called it the “Home Jar” because I was saving up to go back home. By Christmas I had enough for a round trip. I didn’t tell Ruby or Bev about my trip because I wanted it to be a surprise.

When I got to Utah, I got off the plane and rented a car. I drove straight to Ruby’s house where I knew Bev would be. The Wakeworth’s were very generous. Right before I met Collin, both my parents died in a car crash. Collin brought me home, and I was immediately a daughter. Ever since, I have been as much of a part of the family as Collin, and Taylor. When I met Bev, I introduced her to Ruby and Frank right away. Bev’s parents were divorced and didn’t speak to each other. Ever since Bev joined the church, neither of them will speak to her. Ruby adopted her, too. Frank is Ruby’s husband. He’s also the Stake President, so he’s always willing to talk.

As I pulled into the driveway, I noticed how much snow there was. I had forgotten how much snow Utah got. Andorra didn’t get a lot. I pulled my jacket closer around me and rang the doorbell. I heard laughing, and then I heard footsteps. The door opened and there was Ruby. Her mouth opened in shock, and her eyes filled with tears. She motioned me in. I stepped in and gave her a hug. She hugged me back. “Ruby, who’s there?” I heard Bev say. She came around the corner and squealed. I ran and gave her a hug. I heard the door close behind me and I knew I was home.

chapter 2

    I settled back in my seat. One more flight and I would be in my new home. As I moved around in my seat my purse fell off my lap. I picked it back up. The man sitting next to me picked something up off the ground.

   “Is this yours?” he asked, in a strong accent that I couldn’t place.

   It was the letter. I had forgotten about it. “Yes, thank you,” I said. As I took it from him, I noticed his eyes. They were a vivid green, contrasting his dark skin and hair. He was really cute! He was probably around twenty-seven. “A letter from your husband?” he asked.

   I smiled; I always got asked if I was married. “No. I’m not married.” I said.

   He smiled “I’m Andrew King.” He stuck out his hand.

   I shook it. “I’m Kristen Dennin,” I said, smiling.

   “Such a pretty girl traveling alone? Where are you going?” Andrew asked. “I’m going to Andorra to study French.” I said “Where are you going?” “I’m going to Andorra also. Isn’t that where the plane is going?” he said, laughing. I laughed with him. “You avoided my question. Why are you going to Andorra?” I asked. “For business.” He said vaguely. “What do you do?” I asked, curious. “I do little things in my company, here and there.” Andrew said. I wondered why he was looking so uncomfortable. Before I could ask him any more questions, the flight attendant asked if we wanted anything to drink. I said no, but Andrew asked for some wine. After he drank his wine, he went to sleep. While he was sleeping, I got out my letter and started reading.

   Dear Kristen,


   There is a good chance that I might not come home from my assignment. Before I leave I just wanted to let you know that I love you and if I don’t come back I won’t blame you for going and being happy with someone else. In fact please do. I want you to be happy for the rest of your life with that lucky guy you pick. And just in case you don’t believe me, I promise I won’t come back to haunt you.

   I stopped reading. I couldn’t see the letter anymore, because I was crying so hard. I fished a tissue out of my purse. My fingers brushed against the package that Bev gave me. I took it out and opened it. It was a picture frame. Inside the picture frame was a picture. It was the picture I was going to use for mine and Collin’s engagement picture. We were sitting on a picnic blanket with our food laid out in from of us. I was sitting next to Collin, with my face turned up, returning his kiss. We had been at a Young Single Adults activity. I dried my tears and smiled. Bev had surprised me later by showing me the picture.

   My tissue was soaked. “Here.” Andrew said, handing me a tissue.” “Thanks.” I said. I hadn’t noticed he had woken up. I smiled. “I must look like a mess.” I said. “I think you look beautiful.” Andrew said. That did it. I started crying again. I stood up and went to the bathroom. I glanced at Andrew’s face. He looked bewildered. As I locked myself in the bathroom, I noticed I was still holding the letter. I dried my tears and finished the letter.

I love you with my heart and soul. I hope that we can be together again someday.


Yours Eternally,


Love,


Collin

   My tears were gone. I was suddenly angry at Collin.

   How could he tell me to marry someone else and then tell me he was mine eternally?! Thanks a lot Collin! I shouted in my head. I stopped. I just yelled at a letter. I started laughing. Once I started laughing I couldn’t stop. It became hysteric. I calmed myself down. Wow, my emotions were really out of wack. I guess being on a plane for eighteen hours straight without sleep can do that to you. I took a deep breath, wiped the mascara under my eyes, and walked out of the bathroom.

   I walked back to my seat. Andrew was either asleep again, or else pretending to be. I didn’t blame him. I wouldn’t want to deal with myself either. The captain came over the intercom. “This is your captain speaking. We are about to touch down in Andorra. Please fasten your seatbelts. Thank you.” He said in rapid French. I understood enough French to know to put my seatbelt on.

   As we touched down, Andrew woke up. He looked at me, gauging whether I was going to cry again. “Are you feeling better?” Andrew asked. “Much better, Thank you.” I said. “Thanks again for the tissue.” “No problem” he replied. I gathered my purse. People were starting to leave. Andrew grabbed my arm. “Can I have your number?” he asked. I was a little taken aback. I smiled incredulously. “You want my number after that little emotional outburst?” I asked. He smiled. He was probably relieved I didn’t start crying. “Maybe I can take your mind off some things.” He said. I raised my eyebrows, “Alright, I’m willing to let you try.” I said smiling. I wrote my number on the piece of paper he handed to me. “Here ya go.” I said. Who knows, maybe he could take my mind off Collin.

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

6 months later

     “Do you have everything?” my roommate Bev asked.

     “Yes I have everything.” Bev had been my roommate since my freshman year in college. She was the one who helped me pull out of my emotional rut 6 months ago. A fiery redhead from England, she has a red hot temper, but a sweet compassionate personality. She was always worrying about something or someone. We were at the airport now, waiting for my flight to France. I was going to study French in Andorra for a little while, to get my mind off of Collin. So far it wasn’t working.

     “Remember, I’ll always send you your stuff if you’ve forgotten anything. But you have to send me letters, and call me, okay?” she said.

     Okay, I will, and don’t worry; I don’t think I forgot anything.” I said patting her on the shoulder.

     She leaned a little closer. “Do you have the ring?” she asked quietly.

     “Yes, and the picture” I said quickly before she could ask.

      She nodded. “Good.”

     Ruby had refused to take the ring back. So I kept it and now I was bringing it with me. Bev pressed a wrapped package into my hand. “Don’t open this until you get on the plane, okay?” she said looking at me intently.

     “I promise.” I said. Before I could say anything more, someone ran into me. I looked down and smiled. Taylor was hugging my legs as tight as she could.

     Taylor is Collin’s five year old little sister. I adore her, because she is the sister I never had. “Krissy, do you have to go?!” she wailed, her eyes wet with tears. I bent down to her level, and wiped the tears off her face.

     “I’m sorry Tay Tay, but I have to go to the big kid world.” I said smiling. She frowned, but then brightened again. “Can I open your letter?” Taylor asked.

     I cocked my head. “What letter?” I asked, confused.

     “Taylor!” said a scolding voice from in front of me. “That was supposed to be a surprise!” Ruby said.

     I stood up, still holding Taylor’s hand. “What letter?” I asked, curious. “Well I was going through Collin’s stuff today, and I found this.” Ruby said holding out a letter. “It had your name on it so I didn’t open it.” It did have my name on it.

     “Thank you” I said.

     Before I could say anything else, a voice came over the intercom. “Flight 26 to France is now boarding.”

     I turned to my friends, and my adopted family. “Thank you, for coming to see me off.” I said, “You don’t know how much I appreciate this.” My eyes were suddenly blurry with tears. Then, before I could hide my tears or walk away, I was engulfed in a giant group hug. Soon, they broke off. Ruby took Taylor’s hand, and I grabbed my suitcase. “Goodbye! I’ll call you guys as often as I can! I love you!” I said and I walked toward the portal. When I got to the portal I turned around and waved. They waved back. I turned back towards the portal, took a deep breath and walked to the plane.

Prolouge

Prologue


     He knelt on one knee, and pulled out a ring. “Will you, Kristen Dennin, consent to be my lawfully wedded wife from now through eternity?” Collin asked. Tall and blonde with striking blue eyes, Collin looked a little uncomfortable kneeling on the floor. I blinked. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” I said, smiling as I let it sink it. I was going to get married to the man of my dreams! Collin laughed, and with a mischievous glint in his eyes said, “Say it properly please.” I rolled my eyes. “I, Kristen Dennin, consent to being Collin Wakeworth’s lawfully wedded wife for now through eternity.” He smiled and put the ring on my finger and kissed me. Right in the middle of the kiss, his phone rang. He broke off and looked at his phone. He looked at me. “I have to take this. Forgive me?” he asked. “Of course,” I said giggling, “You just asked me to marry you! There will be plenty of time for payback later.” I said, jokes going through my head. He shook his head and laughed. His phone rang again. “I’m going in the kitchen, okay?” he asked, walking. I waved him off. “Ya go ahead. But don’t touch the cake!” I called.

     I stood up and straightened the blanket on the back of the couch. My roommates would be coming home soon. I laughed to myself. Boy, I owed them ice-cream. Collin’s voice was wafting towards me from the kitchen. “When do I leave?” He asked, his voice serious. “Yes, sir.” I heard a snap as his phone shut. I busied myself organizing magazines. He came in and hugged me from behind. “Well, hello to you, too.” I said, turning around and giving him a kiss. He laughed and let go. “I have to leave. Something came up at work. I should be back in a couple of weeks.” His voice was serious. Then his eyes crinkled. “In the meantime, you and my mom had better get working on my wedding.” He said mock serious. I raised my eyebrows. “Your wedding? Huh, I seemed to think you were proposing to me just now, not yourself.” I said, teasing him. He laughed, but then grew serious. “Do you trust me?” Collin asked.

     “Completely” I said.

     “Don’t forget that.”

      He walked over to get his jacket, but paused at the door. “I love you, Kris.” Collin said, smiling.

     “I love you too” I said. He walked out the door.

     Two weeks later, I was looking at a bridal magazine when the phone rang. I ran to the kitchen and picked it up hoping it was Collin. It was his mom, Ruby. She was crying. My mind immediately jumped to conclusions. Was Collin hurt? “He’s dead Kris! He’s dead!” She sobbed.

    “What?” I said, the word freezing my whole body. “Dead?” I asked faintly.

     Ruby just sobbed harder. I sank down on a kitchen chair. My whole body had gone numb. He can’t be dead, we are getting married. We were getting married. A deep breath from the phone pulled me out of my shock. It was Ruby, recovering from her crying.

     “Are you still there, dear?” she asked.

     “Ya” I said. “I have to go, the pizza man is here.” We both knew it was a lie, but she let it go.

     “You’re always welcome in our home, Kristen.”

     “I know” I said and hung up.

     After I had said goodbye to Ruby, I stood up and walked down the hall to my room. On top of my dresser was the velvet box that the ring had come in. I took the ring off my finger, carefully put it in the box, then put it in my sock drawer, out of sight. Then I collapsed on my bed and cried.

Goose girl by Shanon Hale

Synopsis: She was born with her eyes closed and a word on her tongue, a word she could not taste. Her name was Anidori-Kiladra Talianna Isilee, Crown Princess of Kildenree, and she spent the first years of her life listening to her aunt’s stories and learning the language of the birds, especially the swans. And when she was older, she watched as a colt was born, and she heard the first word on his tongue, his name, Falada

My rating: this is such a great book and i loved it!! absolutlky loved it :) Pg in movierationg and again i love it!!!

Yearbook by Allyson B. Condie

It was the first day of school at Lakeview High, and everyone was afraid of something. Michaela Choi was afraid that Ethan Beck was never going to ask her out on a date.

Andrea Beck was afraid that someone would find her weak spot, the chink in her armor. She was afraid of knowing what it was herself.

Principal Downing was afraid she was going to die.

Julie Reid was afraid that no one would notice her. She was also afraid that someone would. And there was a deeper, unnamed fear inside her that she couldn't escape — a fear that she was nothing and no one. . .


this is a book that made me happy, cry, and build my testimony, but at the same time was interesting :) it was great I give this book 5 stars :)