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Love Triangle: Amy and Ian Fan fic
Chapter 1 Amy's POV- We walked down the halls, holding hands as people stopped to stare. "Evan?" I started but he cut me off."Don't worry about what they think. What matters is what we have." he told me. We turned a corner and there she was. Alison Matthews. I stopped abruptly. And so did Evan. Alison and her gang sashayed over to us. I bet we looked like from a distance a high school movie scene that Nellie watches sometimes.
"Look what we have here. Amy Cahill and her Beatiful Dork." She said. Her idiot possey looked us up and down like we were a pile of trash or something.
"Come on Evan." I went around the group of wannabes and as I walked by, they jumped and shrieked and jerked away like they smelled something horrible.
We walked out the door and towards the cafe. I sat down at a booth and took out my homework. "The usual?" Evan asked. I nodded.
My phone started vibrating in my pocket. I sighed and looked at the Caller ID. My eyes widened. Ian? I haven't seen him in 2 years. My hand shook as I answered the phone.
"He-Hello?" My stupid stutter.
"Hello? Amy?" His suave British accent.
I could feel myself blushing. Evan came back with our coffees. "Hey, you're a little red in the face." He said as he saw my tomato colored face.
I thought of a excuse. "Um can I be excused?" The perfect excuse. I didn't wait for a response. I went out the front door.
This time no more stutter."Hey Ian! How's it going?" Okay cool it down.
"Notjing much. I'm in town and I wonder if you know, we can ..." His voice trailed off.
"I'm sorry. I didn't hear that last part." I said. Doesn't he know I have a boyfriend?
"I said, If you are free I'm wondering if we can tour Attleboro. What do you say?"
My heart skipped a beat. Relax, I told myself, He just wants a tour. Nothing more. Hey, that rhymed.
"Amy?" I totally forgot about him.
"Yeah? Oh. Sure. Tomorrow. Meet me at the mansion at 12:30."
"Okay." I heard a crash in the background then a snicker.
"Shutup, Natalie! Goodbye Amy."
"Later." Then he hung up.
Dan walked up to the front door and raised an eyebrow.
"I won't ask, but, did you just book a date with Jonah? Or even worse, Justin Bieber?"
"No!"
"Just checking. Because if you actually did that, I'd have to remind you that you're too good for that."
I rolled my eyes and we walked back into the cafe where Evan sat with a questioning look on his face.
17093, Awesome Amian!!
Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead- Benjamin Franklin
Jesus is my savior, not my religion
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Hetalia is the BEST!
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Love Triangle: Amy and Ian Fan fic
Chapter 16 (OH MY LISHUS, CHAPTER 16?!?!) Dan's POV
I walked back home from Stacy's house just before the storm started. I was happy. Wanna know why? Well Stacy.....made me feel better!
I discussed the weather with Ian then went upstairs into my room. I soon realized I wasn't the only one who was in the room. On my bed was the one and only Natalie Kabra.
"Natalie?!" I yelped when I saw her. There is no way I'm letting her ruin my good mood so I calmed down.
"Hello, Daniel. Why are you so happy? After all it's Forever Alone Day, right?" she asked smoothly. What does she even want?
"1) It's Dan, not Daniel. 2) Why do you care?" I replied.
"Whatever. I just have to ask you one question. Do you like Amy and Evan together?" she asked. This is a trick question right? RIGHT?!
"Uh...." I said hesitantly.
"I'm waiting for an answer Daniel. This silence is killing me." she said. If the silence is killing her, maybe I should keep my mouth shut for the rest of the night.
"Well, I don't have a problem with Amy dating Evan. If Amy likes Evan, then she can like him. I wouldn't stop her." I said carefully.
"Daniel, this is a yes or no question and you have to be honest. Do you or do you not like Amy and Evan going out?" she said impatiently. I didn't say anything.
"Well, I think you're going to need a little more motivation. Whats your favorite number Daniel? Any number at all." she said while reaching towards her waistband.
"Um.... Well, it's obviously not 39, I'll tell you that." I said. Natalie rolled her eyes. "I'll go with 50." I said.
"Perfect." she purred. She pulled out her mini dart gun from her waist band from her designer jeans and then took a vial full of a thick blue liquid from her jacket pocket. The vial had a stick that said, "#85". Did I just choose my own torture?!
"But I said 50!" I whined. Now I'm whining?! Whatever Stacy did to me, she can't do it again. I'm practically begging for Natalie to inject me with poison!
"Too bad!" she yelled. "Now answer my question. Let me remind you, this is a yes or no question, okay?" she asked and waited for me to answer her.
"No, okay? I sorta prefered when she was sing-" I started but she cut me off.
"That was all I needed. Now are you going to watch this video or stand there like an idiot?" she said smoothly. I sighed a breath of relief and realized I was holding my breath this whole time. She took my hand and led me up to the CCC's Control Room. It controlled everything in the CCC and showed security footage of the CCC 24/7/365. At first I saw Evan moping into the CCC, throwing away the gift he brought for Amy. Sinead was also in the CCC and she said something to Evan and he said something back. Then the door on the screen to the CCC opened and in came Ian and Natalie. What happened next was strange. All of a sudden, the keyboard started smoking. “What happened?” I asked. “What are you two doing here?” a voice behind us said. Natalie and I turned around to see Ian standing behind us with a glass of lemonade in his hand. “Nothing. What are you doing here?” she asked back. “Checking on security footage. You know, I would really appreciate it if you left. Now.” Strange. I thought to myself as I walked back to my room.
17093, Awesome Amian!!
Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead- Benjamin Franklin
Jesus is my savior, not my religion
I am a Otaku. And I am proud of it.
Hetalia is the BEST!
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POST MORE SOON...PWEASE!?!?!?!?!?!
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"And maybe it's snowing purple gumdrops!"- Sinead, The dead of night
Kelly Cahill
A CHAIN REACTION OF COMPASSION
November 22 2013...XD
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Okay. Since nobody wanted to come up with a name for the next book, either I won't do another one, or I'll get you started. Either "Life without Evan" or "No More Tolliver: An Amian Fanfic."
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17093, Awesome Amian!!
Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead- Benjamin Franklin
Jesus is my savior, not my religion
I am a Otaku. And I am proud of it.
Hetalia is the BEST!
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MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE PLEASE!!!!!!!
TTYL!!
-Angel
TTYL!!-Angel
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Loved it!!!! And u should name the book Life without Evan, I liked that one. Keep writing!!!!
Name: Sarah
Age: 15yrs
Talents: Dancer,Skier,Golfer,Swimmer,Quick Thinker
Blood of a Lucian Creativity of a Janus Intelligence of an Ekat Strength of a Tomas Heart of a Madrigal
Amian
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Chapter 17 Part One, I cant believe this is ending soon! Evan's POV
The next day, I went back to the mansion to redo what happened on Valentines. Not the kissing part with Sinead and everything, but you know what I mean. I got Amy a promise ring. Its a symbol that we would never seperate each other, and we would never cheat on each other. Again. I sorta feel bad doing this, but its better to lead her off the track. I don't even know why I kissed Sinead. It was just the way her eyes sparkled in the light and her hair was looking...awesome and junk, and I couldn't help myself. I just kissed her.
I knocked on the door and Sinead answered it. "You've got some nerve showing up back here." she said.
"I came here for Amy. And I'm sorry for what happened yesterday. Lets just forget about it. Please."
She thought for a moment and said, "Deal." indecisively. (sp?) "But if someone brings it up, I'm not denying it." Then she walked away and left the door open, probably a sign for me to come in. Thank God its Friday!
I saw Amy at the kitchen counter, sipping orange juice and scrolling through her phone. "Hey Ames!" I called out.
"Finally! What happened last night? You left without notice. And it was our anniversary! I hate you! How could you-" she started but I cut her off with a kiss. Now I feel guilty, really guilty about yesterday. I guess I'm gonna be cutting everybody off with a kiss. I hope Ian doesn't get into a rant because I'm not in a mood to deal with-or kiss him.
"Sorry I left in such a hurry. I had to do family buisness. Stacy got into a fight earlier." At least I didn't have to lie.
"Oh." Amy said, looking down at her shoes. "Sorry for yelling." I nodded as to say, "Its okay."
"Well, I made reservations to eat at the Chateau Bistro. Its this fancy french restaurant. My mom and dad have been there before, for their anniversary. They say its really good." I said.
"Oh, Evan. You didn't have to. It must be really expensive." she said.
"Don't worry, my uncle works there. We get a discount." I said back.
"You sound like you're talking about Burger King or something." Dan said.
"Good morning to you too." I said.
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Amy's POV
It was 7:45. I just got out of the shower and we're going to the Chateau Bistro in 15 minutes. What the fudge am I going to wear?! Then I heard a knock on the door then a yell. "Amy, I need my eyeshadow back!" I recognized the voice as Natalie's. I opened the door and dragged her in.
"Get your filthy hands off of me!" she yelped.
"Calm down, okay! I just need your help choosing an outfit. I'm going to a fancy restaurant and I still don't know what to wear and we're leaving in 14 minutes!" I pleaded.
"Don't worry. Whats your favorite color?" she asked me. I looked at her skeptically. "Green." I said.
"Perfect." she purred.
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Ian's POV
I was sitting in the CCC in front of a computer across the room from Evan.
"So, I heard you're going on a date with Amy in a few minutes." I said. My eye twitched.
"Yeah, what's it to you?" he asked. That didn't even make any sense.
"Nothing. Its just that you should wear this." It was a camera handkercheif and a small microphone to fit in his ear.
"Why?" he asked. This is like the time Sinead tried to put a tracking device on him and he had a hissy fit. Well, he probably didn't have a hissy fit but he refused.
"You know, eHarmony is free to whoever uses it.." I said.
"Fine." he reluctantly. I'm so happy I could do my evil dance! But I don't evil dance, thats stupid. Nobody does that.
17093, Awesome Amian!!
Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead- Benjamin Franklin
Jesus is my savior, not my religion
I am a Otaku. And I am proud of it.
Hetalia is the BEST!
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LOVE IT...I NEED MORE!!!
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"And maybe it's snowing purple gumdrops!"- Sinead, The dead of night
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November 22 2013...XD
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Wow!!! Hurry up!!!!!!!!!!!! More... Seriously!!!! And though I am not in favor of danatalie I think you are the only person whose done a good one!
~Nami!!!
~Nami!!!
Annabeth is not part of the prophecy~ Me, Nami!
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A REASONABLE Amian. :)
Homeschooled! (sniffs, pushes up glasses) ;)
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AWWW!! Thank you! I'm a big fan of Danalie but what I don't like is when people make Natalie obsessed with Dan. Like if something happened to Dan, she'll burst into tears. Me, I'd make her seem strong on the outside but on the inside she'll be sad. Thats how adolescent love works! Its choppy, uncomfortable, and insecure! You've gotta love it. Anyways.. I could've updated faster but I spent the night at my friends and they had loggy internet.
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P.S, What a long post!
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17093, Awesome Amian!!
Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead- Benjamin Franklin
Jesus is my savior, not my religion
I am a Otaku. And I am proud of it.
Hetalia is the BEST!
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Love Triangle: Amy and Ian Fan fic
Chapter 17 Part Two (Tear Tear, Sob Sob, Eh. I’ll get over it) Listen to Misery by Maroon 5 after the page break Evan’s POV I waited downstairs for Amy to come. Yesterday she gave me contacts. I don’t know why because everybody looks good in glasses. Take me for example! Ian was fixing the microphone on the handkerchief that was in my jacket pocket. I double checked my watch to see. 7:57 P.M. Okay, this is sort of my first time this type of stuff. I’m not instructed to do that kind of stuff but... My eyes were glued to the staircase when Amy came down the steps. She was wearing a beautiful jade dress that brung out her eyes. I don’t know why, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. And I guess I wasn’t able to hear anything either because Amy had to repeat what she was saying 3 times. “Evan! I said are you ready to leave?” she said exasperatedly. “Huh? Oh…sorry. Our dinner awaits.” I said with a fake French accent that made her giggle and we linked arms and walked out to my car. Luckily I saved enough money to buy a nicer car than my grandmammy’s sucky tan and striped 1970 Chevy Chevette. I drove down the road with confidence while Amy tuned the radio to a different station. “Buy you a draaannnk Oooh wee-oooh…” Static. “Reach out and touch. Whisper my name. I will deliver again and again. Straight from the heart. Honest and truth…” What a shame. She changed it! It was a classic anyways. You will forever be in my heart, Tina. Always. “Chickity-China, the Chinese chicken, you have a drumstick and your brain stops thinkin’” That song always use to make me giggle. “Deadly! When I play a dope melody, anything less than the best is a felony…” “Hey Amy, was that Jonah?” I asked her. I’m not a big fan of rap music. Or any type of music for that matter. “No. Actually that was Vanilla Ice.” She answered. She must have been spending a lot of time with Jonah to know so much about rap music and singers. Maybe too much time… Then a familiar song came on. Amy and I sang along to it. “I see a little silhouetto of a man...” The singer began. “Scaramouch! Scaramouch! Will you do the fandango?” Amy and I sang out. So we Bohemian Rhapsodized and laughed all the way to the infamous Chateau Bistro. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- We stepped in front of the restaurant and I heard a voice in my ear. “So are you having fun Tolliver?” I swear I jumped 4 feet up in the air. Amy looked at me with curiosity, amusement, and worry in her eyes. “Goodness, Evan! Are you okay?” she asked. “Yeah, I’m fine. Sorry about that.” I said. I calmed myself down and finished listen to the crazy British Lucian in my ear. “Okay. You say whatever I tell you to say. And you do whatever I tell you to do. If you don’t, I have spies in the Café across from your table. But I’m not telling you who they are. If you don’t do what I say, you’ll be in for a little surprise.” He said smoothly. What a liar. Surprises are never little. “Whatever.” I muttered under my breath. We walked in where the waiter greeted us. “Okay say this…” Ian said. That must’ve been one the rudest things I’ve ever heard in my life! If he was here, I’d slap him! But I didn’t say anything yet. “Wow, Evan! This restaurant is really fancy!” Amy exclaimed with wonder in her eyes. “Hello! Would you two lookers like a table?” the guy at the desk asked. “No. I don’t want a table. This is a restaurant. And I am a hillbilly. I like to eat on the floor. My hillbilly religion doesn’t allow me to eat at tables. A carpet for two please!” I said sarcastically. “Evan!” Amy said while elbowing me in the ribs. “Um… So a table for two, under the name of Evan Tolliver?” the guy asked. I nodded without saying anything and followed this lady who led us to our table. She said that she was going to get our appetizers and she asked us what we wanted to drink. She also said some fancy stuff and then left. I wasn’t even listening to hear because all I could hear were hoots of laughter coming from my ear. It wasn’t just Ian. It was Hamilton, Sinead, and even Stacy! How did she get there? This was so embarrassing. “So who did Stacy get in a fight with?” Amy asked me. “Logan Matthews.” I answered. “Ugh. I would’ve gotten in a fight with him too.” She said. Now that I think about it, I would’ve too. “I know. So how’d tryouts go?” I asked her. Part of me wanted her to make it, the other part didn’t. “We get our results back on Tuesday” she replied. It kept going like this until Ian came up and told me to do some pretty crazy stuff. Like he told me to stare at all of the women who walked by until Amy noticed. Or to double dip the bread in the olive oil. Who even eats bread with olive oil? That’s weird. Jason, our waiter served us but he was quite suspicious. He had auburn hair like Amy and a slightly pale complexion. His skin looked pink and he reminded me of someone. He kept looking back at us whenever he left. Amy sensed that something was wrong to because when Jason took out bread bowl away, she said, “That kid, Jason really creeps me out. There’s something off about him.” “I know. What should we do?” I asked. “I don’t know. Let’s just hope he’s not a Vesper.” She replied. Jason came back with our main courses. The plates were huge and it didn’t help that they gave us a lot of bread and salad and calamari. They didn’t tell me what was in it until after we finished it. If you ever go to a restaurant and they bring you calamari, say no if you don’t like squid and octopus. But don’t say anything. Sit there and watch everybody eat it then you tell them after they’re done chewing and swallowing. “Amy, I have something to give you.” I said. I took out the case with the promise ring in it. I opened it and slid it on her finger. “I love you and I don’t want to let you go. I’ll never hurt you and I’ll be there for you.” Amy grinned and hugged me tight and kissed me. Okay now I feel really guilty. I could her growling in the distance but I don’t know where it was coming from. Probably a stray dog in the alley. “Stop kissing her. Now.” Ian said from the microphone in my ear. I didn’t do anything and I didn’t have any choice. Amy eventually pulled away and smiled again. “I love it! Thank you. And I brought you something that you will find on your bed! I hope you like it. I spent a lot of money on it.” She said. Now I feel really really really bad. I paid the check. It’s a good thing we got a discount because it we didn’t, I would’ve paid over $320! We were driving home and then I brought up a certain subject. “How come you and Ian are enemies? I know there’s a lot to hate about him, but why are you two like that to each other?” I asked her. I’m going to be single soon for sure. “Well we’re not enemies. We forgive and forget. It was that clue hunt he told you about earlier. It was a crazy adventure but we made it!” she said. And I think she started crying too. “Amy? Are you okay? Sorry I brought that up. I just wanted to know what it was between you two.” I said while putting my hand on hers. “It’s okay. Oh my goodness!” Amy exclaimed. “What? What happened?” I asked her alarmingly. “Nothing! But remember Jason, our waiter?” she asked me. “Yeah, the creepy kid right? He seemed a little younger than us too.” I said. “Exactly! It was Dan!” she said. “Are you sure?” I asked her. “Yes I’m sure!” she exclaimed. “I think the calamari got to your head.” I said and she nudged me playfully. The songs I used for this part are:
Buy you a drank by T-Pain
I'll be there by S Club 7
One week by the Bare Ladies
Ice Ice Baby by Vanilla Ice
Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen
17093, Awesome Amian!!
Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead- Benjamin Franklin
Jesus is my savior, not my religion
I am a Otaku. And I am proud of it.
Hetalia is the BEST!
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Love it!And the songs you chose were nice!*singing to Ice Ice Baby WAY off key*Okay...That´s enough singing for me
*blush and clear my throat*Any-who Please Post soon!TTYL!!
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And the songs you chose were nice!*singing to Ice Ice Baby WAY off key*Okay...That´s enough singing for me*blush and clear my throat*Any-who Please Post soon!TTYL!!-Angel
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Be on the lookout for "Life Without Evan: An Amian fanfic"! Coming to you...soon. The date is TBA (to be announced) but there's going to be a sequel, for sure. Like the Rapid Fire series, I'll do some shorts too but that information is concealed in my thread titled: "Amian writers: feast your eyes on this post!". And I don't know why Chapter 17 part 2 looks like that because I did it originally in paragraphs. (Stupid copy & paste!) So theres 5-6 chapters left then thats it for Thread 1! Was it really 3 months ago when I first started? I remember, a few days later, I was shocked to see a comment and then they started piling in and they stopped, then they decreased (giving evil eye to everybody who hasn't been posting)!
I'm bored... I'm so bored I'm even considering watching Dragostea din tei again! I've watched it enough! But that tune is so dang catchy!
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Hetalia is the BEST!
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Chapter 17 Part Three (There's going to be alot of parts so get ready? I don't like things to be too fast, Sorry! WARNING: Danalie is included.) Amy's POV
I got home to a suspicious little brother sneaking in into his own house. Dweeb. I'm going to get him tomorrow morning. And I'm still thinking about Evan. I don't know why he was so scared about going into the restaurant. If he wasn't scared about that, he must've been spooked by something else. And I have a nagging suspicion that Sinead is mad at Evan. I guess I can't tell her about the date roll her eyes or something like that. She probably won't even listen to me if I tell her. Let's hope she's open for conversation right now, even though it 9:38 P.M.
I changed then walked to the guest house on our estate. I knocked on the door and Sinead answered, of course. I don't know why I was expecting Evan to come out.
"Hey Sinead, we need to talk." I said.
"Good evening to you too." she replied and then she let me in.
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Sinead's POV
I let Amy into the house and we sat down at the counter and ate icecream, like the day before Tolliver decided to smash his lips on mine!
"So what's up with you and Evan?" Amy said between mouths of icecream.
"Nothing. Just a little argument, thats all." I said uncomfortably. I know I said that I would admit he kissed me if I was asked. But, I think that Evan should tell her. If she finds out from someone else, she'll be really pissed.
"Are you sure? Because it seems like its something else." Amy said with worry in her eyes.
"It was a private disagreement, seriously. I can't tell you,or I'll break the..um.. Starling code of truth!" I said. I'm a horrible liar.
"But Sinead, you lie all the time!" Amy said.
"Thats why it was made! To keep me from lying! Now excuse me, I have to... wax my uh... hairbrush! I have to wax myhairbrush!" I said while running upstairs. Amy followed me upstairs and to my room. She put her hands on her hips.
"Sinead, what is up with you two? I want to know right now and don't even try to get out of it!" Amy practically yelled.
"Look, why don't you ask your 'Perfect Boyfriend' whats up between us?" I said. I did air quotes around 'Perfect Boyfriend'.
"He's cheating on me?" she asked, almost in tears.
"I said, why don't you ask him if he's ben cheating on you? And we promised that he would tell you as soon as he could." I said to her reassuringly. I know we didn't say that but I needed to stall. Evan was hiding under my bed and I don't appreciate him listening to every word I say.
"It hurts how other people know more about my relationship than I do. I knew I should gone out with I-I mean someone else. I don't know how we even started going out. Ian was being a skunkbag, you know, a bag of skunk and I was mad at him and Nellie sugested I call Evan instead. And..it went from there." Amy said resentfully like she regret knowing Evan in the first place.
"Amy like I said, you should ask him. Tomorrow it'll be me, you, Ian, Natalie, Dan, Stacy, Hamilton, Nellie, and Evan. You can ask him then." I told her.
"Okay. So you wanna hear about my date?" she said cheerfully.
"Enlighten me." I said sarcastically. I kicked my bed frame and I could hear a little "OW!" coming from beneath it.
17093, Awesome Amian!!
Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead- Benjamin Franklin
Jesus is my savior, not my religion
I am a Otaku. And I am proud of it.
Hetalia is the BEST!
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Yeah, you do an awesome Danalie even though I don't really approve of it. At least its better than Natalie+Hamilton. I mean, who even came up with that idea? Anyways.. you should keep posting. And you slept over Suads?? NOT FAIR!!
Cahills rule and Vespers can kiss my-fine, I'll be clean-donkey!
I was going to steal it but I wanted to show you first
The Ting-Tings ROK
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Love Triangle: Amy and Ian Fan fic
AMAZING!!!! More please!!
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Miranda: Congratulations girls. That means you didn't waste my time watching your sucky cheering. Welcome to the squad.
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Stacy: We're what?!
Geniviere: Did you think I wanted it to be like this?!
Janicka: Mom, why didn't you tell us this earlier?
Oliver: Why does this have to be like this?
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Amy: When we go to the spring formal tomorrow night-
Evan: I didn't even ask you yet!
Amy: Then ask me now!
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Evan: I'm tired of doing everything you ask me!
Ian: Then you better make up your mind and come up with a way to tell Amy or else I'll make you!
Evan: I'm not telling her, dude! You can just get outta my face and let me go to formal before I hurt you!
Ian: You asked for it!
Will this be the end of the Evamy pairing? I hope so. Tune in for Chapter 17 Part 4 (I think) of Love Triangle at its new date, Monday, whenever the Mods approve it! Be here and tell your friends!
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AAAAAWW!!! Monday??????? *sighs* I guess I can wait... It might kill me, but I'll try to!! 
Ok! I changed my mind! I want more story now!!!!!!!!!! Please?
Ok! I changed my mind! I want more story now!!!!!!!!!! Please?
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Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!! I love it!!! I may not post as much next week because I'll be out of the country. Visiting my grandparents and they don't have wifi for my iPod. So yeah but I'll probably still be reading it! I love how Dan and Natalie are still kids and I LOVE Stacy. Also, you didn't make Ian perfect, OR (one of my pet peeves) Make Evan a Vesper. As soon as I read an Amian with Evan as a Vesper I stop reading. I'm an Amian wholeheartedly but I don't like illogical conclusions. In college could he be recruited if Amy dumps him?? Yes, but when he's sixteen? NO!!! Anyways can't wait!!!!
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I LOVE this!!! I'm not really a N + D fan but you make it so good!!! Not really an Amian one either... I'm all for Jamy...
I'm half Janus and half Lucian, so deal with it.
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Why does Monday have to be sooooo far away!
*Sighs and sits down to wait for Moday*
I'll be here on Monday and be te first to read!!!
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*Sighs and sits down to wait for Moday*
I'll be here on Monday and be te first to read!!!
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OMG, I love you guys! I already told Skuya and some other kid who also reads the 39 clues how Amy and Evan are going to break up and they thought it was funny. But beware, theres going to be people shoving stuff out of the window, lying, acting, and chicken nuggets being dunked into the toilet. You will never guess what song is stuck in my head right now!
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OMG!!!!Post soon!!
I want to see the crazy stuff!Chicken Nuggets being dunked in toilet,People shoving stuff out the window and new, highly catchy, songs!!!What crazy thing will hapen Next!?!So post soon!!!TTYL!!
-Angel
I want to see the crazy stuff!Chicken Nuggets being dunked in toilet,People shoving stuff out the window and new, highly catchy, songs!!!What crazy thing will hapen Next!?!So post soon!!!TTYL!!-Angel
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You guys, I'm so sorry! I'll have the chapter up by this afternoon I promise! I had to go to my dad's house and I can only bail when..lady time comes around or when I'm sick. I was typing when my mom told me I had to go, so I saved what I had which was like 3 paragraphs! I'm really really sorry for the wait!
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Chapter 17 Part 4 (I'm hoping this is the last part) Amy’s POV
I sort of whimpered to the gym Monday afternoon. I was scared I didn't get in because they had to postpone telling us because Chloe's dog was sick. I'm terrified out of my wits and I attempted to eat lunch, but all of it tasted like sawdust. So I came to the gym early.
I guess I wasn't the only scared one because all the other girls were there on the bleachers, waiting for Miranda, Chloe, and all the others. I was surprised to see Allison there too. I didn't see her at try-outs last week. She looked as scared as the rest of us. She looked around and caught my eye. I stared at her for a second then she sneered and rolled her eyes. Then she turned to face forward and acted like she wasn't scared. Yeah, right.
I found a seat in the back row beside a girl who looked vaguely familiar. I looked at her from the corner of my eyes. She kept her head turned away from me the whole time.
"Hey do you have any gum?" I asked her. Sinead told me that studies show chewing gum will help you relieve anxiety.
The girl answered, "Yes. What flavor do you want?" She said it so quietly, I had to lean in. Her New Jersey accent sounded familiar.
"What flavors do you have?" I elaborated. If I could figure out what she talks like, I can probably narrow it down.
"Spearmint, cinnamon, and Key Lime Pie. Key Lime Pie tastes like skittles." she told me. Okay. I've got the speaking part down. To me, she reminds me of Sammi from that show that Nellie watches on MTV, Jersey Shore. Don't be fooled by the name "Sweetheart". I'm serious.
"Spearmint, cinnamon, and Key Lime all mixed into one? No offense but that’s sort of gross." I said while making a scrunched up face. Then she started laughing. My eyes went wide because she had a laugh sort of like a baby's! And I only know one person who laughs like a baby. Stacy.
"Stacy?" She turned her head to look at me and shrugged.
"Hey, Ames! How's it um… going?" she asked me sheepishly.
"I'm going fine, if that even makes sense." I said looking at my shoes.
“Why are you here?” Its school, duh! Of course she’s going to be here. This cheerleading thing is making it hard for me to think.
“My mom wanted me to sign up since Janicka is already in. She wants all of the girls on the squad. She said that it’ll help our flexibility and junk. What I didn’t get is that she didn’t sign us up for gymnastics instead.” Stacy said with her arms crossed.
“Well, just hope that you’ll get in. You’ve come this far.” I told her reassuringly. The good part of this is that I have Nellie’s tips on my side.
“Thanks for the pep talk Amy. I hope you get in too.” She said smiling.
Then the gym doors busted open and the squad walked in, with Miranda and Chloe in the front. Chloe was holding a clipboard and Miranda was holding a megaphone and a hot pink whistle was around her neck.
“Okay girls, we’ve waited and chosen wisely who is going to be on the team. All of you here in the bleachers must’ve received an e-mail to come to the gym today. All of you who have followed my instructions have passed. Congratulations girls. That means you didn’t waste my time watching your sucky cheerleading. Welcome to the squad!” Miranda announced through her megaphone. It took all my willpower not to jump up and down and squeal like all the other girls. I looked to my side where Stacy was sitting and she was grinning so much her face would split in half.
“Congrats Stacy!” I told her smiling.
“Same to you!” she said back.
“Now, now people. Calm down, geez!” Miranda yelled into the megaphone. And a hush fell over the girls.
“We don’t start until Wednesday. Chloe is going to e-mail you all tonight about the expectations. Don’t think this is over, I brought you into the big leagues, and I can take you right back out of them. Get out of my sight.” Miranda said harshly.
Meanie. One minute she’s nice, the next she’s the queen of everything! Stacy looked at me and I could tell that she was thinking the same thing I was. This is going to be a long rest of the year.
Ian’s POV I was in the CCC. Sinead was on the other side of the room, mumbling to herself about her theory of, whatever she was talking about. Natalie was in her room on online school. I didn’t feel like attending my session today, I felt bothered. I kept having nightmares about Amy. Every night I would wake up crying. Every night I would feel sick of myself. Every night I’d think there was something I missed. I’ve said sorry before and she said she forgave me. But I feel like I needed to do something after that. Hug her? Kiss her? I could feel my cheeks blushing just thinking about that. “What is in that diseased mind of yours, big brother?” said a voice behind me. I nearly jumped. I was surprised to see Natalie standing there.
“Nothing that you should be concerned about. Aren’t you supposed to be in your room, with your virtual teacher?” I asked her expectantly.
“I told him to fax me the homework because he was flirting with me.” She said haughtily.
“He was not flirting with you!”
“Well he was thinking about doing it!” I rolled my eyes. Ever since the day she was born, this girl has been screaming bloody murder in my ears every waking minute.
“The fax machine is across the room, muffin.” I told her. To Americans it’d look like I’m calling her a nickname but any British person knows better than to let someone call you muffin. One time I was seeing an American girl who called me muffin and I broke up with her as soon as she said it. I nearly slapped her while I was at it too!
Natalie whacked me on the back really hard. “I realize that, you git!” then she walked over to the fax machine where paper after paper was being spat out.
Back to Amy’s POV I walked into Chemistry class. This was one of the only classes I have with Evan besides Drama. I sat down at our table where Evan was waiting. I kissed him on the cheek and he smiled.
“Hey Amy.” He blushed. I just now realized something about Evan ever since Valentine’s Day. He never looked me in the eye. Not even on our date when he gave me the promise ring. He wasn’t even wearing one. Maybe Sinead was right. Maybe he was cheating on me. But my question is who?
“Evan we need to talk.” I said just as the bell rang. Mr. Galli, our Chemistry teacher walked in with his crazy green hair that sat on his head. It probably was a wig or he likes to dye his hair or he likes to glue grass to his head. Why am I thinking like this again?
“Good Morning, class.” He greeted us. He took a bite out of the lime he had in his hand. The peel and all! The class stared in wonder. How the heck does he do that? He must’ve been related to pirates, like me. But never in my life have I had a binge for a lemon or lime citrus fruit plain!
“Today, we will be studying the periodical table.” And we studied for the rest of the class.
But in the middle of the class, Denise Wasikowski tapped me on my shoulder and gave me a piece of notebook paper that was folded into a small and sloppy rectangle.
I opened the note and read it in my head. It said, “Hey you want to go out?” I rolled my eyes and wrote something back. My response was, “I have a boyfriend.” I passed it back to Denise and she passed it backwards to whoever gave it to me.
Then a minute later I got it back with a new response, “And I have a math test tomorrow.” That doesn’t even make any sense. I wrote back my response, “What does that have to do with anything?” I passed it back to Denise who passed it back to the sender. Then a minute later Denise passed it back to me. It had a new response on it. It said, “I thought we were making a list of things that we could cheat on.” What a jerk! I wrote back, “Get a life, loser.”
Evan’s POV
When Amy and I returned, we sat at the kitchen counter and did our homework.
“Okay, so when we go to Spring Formal tomorrow night…” Amy continued but I stopped listening.
“Whoa, Spring Formal? I think you’re getting a little too ahead of yourself. I haven’t even asked you yet!” I told her.
“Then ask me now!” she said impatiently.
“Fine. Amy, will you go to Spring Formal with me?” I asked her.
“No! What the fudge made you think it was okay to ask me like that?! What’s wrong with you?!” she yelled.
“B-but you just-“
“You have to do it romantically, or else I’m not going with you.” She said in a matter-of-fact tone.
“Okay then.” I walked out and stood outside on the entrance. I plucked a rose from the rose garden and rang the doorbell. Amy answered it.
“Oh, Evan. It’s a surprise to see you here.” She said in a fake surprised voice.
I got down on my knees and held the rose out in front of me. “Amy Hope Cahill, will you do me the honor of coming to the Spring Formal tomorrow evening?” I said in an official voice.
“Oh, Evan! Of course I would!” she said and took the rose. I brought her into a hug and carried her princess style into the kitchen where we were finishing our homework.
17093, Awesome Amian!!
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Hurry up !!!!!
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A REASONABLE Amian. :)
Homeschooled! (sniffs, pushes up glasses) ;)
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I need feedback, people! And likes! Both likes and comments are needed! And tell me what you liked about the chapter! I mean if you guys don't tell me what you like, the story will keep being horrible! I know its horrible because nobody reads it! Tell everybody! Tell everybody who is an Amian or a Danalie/Natan or someone who read both series and doesn't know which side to join! Spread the good news! I know this is too much to ask but e-mail your friends who haven't read 39 Clues the link to here and force them to sign up for an account and make 'em comment if you have to! I did that to my friend, and she liked it! I hear something in the distance, oh no! The Fresh Beat Band is on! I haven't watched that in 3 days! Gotta go!
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<3 ur story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm half Janus and half Lucian, so deal with it.
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Check out my story!! Just another ordinary Jamy and Dan + Madison, THANKS!!!
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Love the POV!But Hey you promised that chiken Nuggets will be dunkened in toilets,People shoving stuff out the window and new and highly catchy songs.Where are they?
*Pout*But your Story Rocks!!I will try to spread the news about your Story.My favorite part of the story is when Evan had to go outside just to ask Amy to the Dance,formally!It was FUNNY!!So Please Post soon,the story is Great!TTYL!!!
-Angel
But Hey you promised that chiken Nuggets will be dunkened in toilets,People shoving stuff out the window and new and highly catchy songs.Where are they?*Pout*But your Story Rocks!!I will try to spread the news about your Story.My favorite part of the story is when Evan had to go outside just to ask Amy to the Dance,formally!It was FUNNY!!So Please Post soon,the story is Great!TTYL!!!-Angel
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Angel, I'll get to the chicken nuggets and shoving junk out the window. What is Amy going to wear to the formal? I honestly don't know because I hate fanfics that describe what the people are wearing! I hate it! Don't ask me why. So be here. Tomorrow. Tell your friends. Or else. Thank you for commenting. Oh and I've made up my mind. I'm going to stop the parts and just go on to Chapter 18. I was supposed to make Amy break up with Evan but I was too lazy. Please forgive me!
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Okay!And for Amy´s dress try like a Short pretty Black Dress(Color of Madrigal
).I bet that´d be Pretty.I just told my friends about this Story!So post Chapter 18 soon!TTYL!!
-Angel
And for Amy´s dress try like a Short pretty Black Dress(Color of Madrigal).I bet that´d be Pretty.I just told my friends about this Story!So post Chapter 18 soon!TTYL!! -Angel
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EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!!!!!!!!!! More please!!! *squeals*
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More please 1) because your awesome 2) because this is awesome 3) because I'm not making sense!
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AWESOME!
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YOU GOTTA CONTINUE!!!!! I've spread the word so more people should be reading this but they might not be posting.
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make Evan and Amy break up at the Spring Formal!!!!!
Your story's AWESOME!!!!!!
Kelly
I think Amy should wear a nice green dress(to match her eyes) and PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE
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make Evan and Amy break up at the Spring Formal!!!!!
Your story's AWESOME!!!!!!
Kelly
"And maybe it's snowing purple gumdrops!"- Sinead, The dead of night
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November 22 2013...XD
Posted at: 3:28 am on June 24, 2012
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Love Triangle: Amy and Ian Fan fic
She could wear maybe:
1) A black sparkly dress with lots of sequins.
2) A green dress with light blue sequins and green sequins in a wavy pattern.
3) You chose.
1) A black sparkly dress with lots of sequins.
2) A green dress with light blue sequins and green sequins in a wavy pattern.
3) You chose.
Paris Starling
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If life throws you lemons, throw them back and demand for the RAINBOW!!!
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Posted at: 5:48 am on June 24, 2012
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Love Triangle: Amy and Ian Fan fic
What in the world?! I posted the chapter twice already and it still hasn't came up. I mean, whats so innappropiate about it? Sorry I haven't been posting you guys. I just got home from sleeping over at a friends' house. I um.. sorta extended my stay and I sorta wanted to stay longer. Don't be mad! Then I said I wish I could but I have to finish my fanfic. Then she was like, are you serious? So I have a idea. I'll copy it piece by piece to see instead of doing it all at once. Sorry for the delay you guys. You've been awesome and loyal and supporting me all the way. And I have something to say. Over the whole time I've been on the message board, I've been reading some funky stuff! Who came up with Amy+Amistair. I can't imagine that, I just can't. *Shiver* And who came up with Jonah+Nellie or Jonah+Sinead?! Jonah and Nellie would make awesome best friends but boyfriend and girlfriend? I mean, seriously. And one of the most disgusting couples: Hamilton+ You guessed it, Sinead. It makes me sick. The girls are suposed to be between 1-5 years younger. In my point of view, anyways. I told my friend about it and she's like, "Its only two years." but to me, thats like dating your younger brother. If Hamilton was 19 and Sinead was 17, I wouldn't make such a fuss over it but, come on people! Not everyone in the series deserves love! The one I've come to hate the most besides Amevan is not Jamy because thats not a bad couple though. But its the Ted/Ned+Madison and Ned/Ted+Reagan. 5 year age difference. Its okay. But I don't know. I don't really like that couple. Again, not everyone deserves love. Sorry if I offended anyone out there who supports the couples that I hate but it felt good, telling someone other than Sharon. She doesn't even listen to me sometimes. I was trying to tell her how the Cahills started feuding but then she drifted off. I hate when she does that. Comments and likes people! I need the likes as well as the comments! Tell me if theres anything you want me to change. I need FEEDBACK! I lie alot and say some peoples fanfics are good but their actually horrible so I just not comment. But I don't want people to do that to me so just save me the hurt and comment, okay?! And if you have a problem with anything about the story, just tell me okay? Okay. I'm bored. Oh and I just now looked up dresses that bring out green eyes and they said beige is the best color basing. And I have no idea how I'm going to fit these color suggestions into my fanfic since I've already wrote the chapter last Wednesday night. I'm mad.
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Posted at: 8:58 pm on June 26, 2012
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