| I'd first like to thank you all for your sincerities for my grandfather. You all are just truly amazing. And also. Please read the author's note at the end. There's a bit of information there that might please you. |

It was Sunday.

You took me out again.

Karaoke,

which seems pretty absurd.

It was fun,

sorta,

and you decided to walk on stage.

You were talking to the man behind the music,

I secretly took a sip of apple juice.

And before I knew it,

Taylor Swift came on.

It was Blank Space.

I never knew you sounded so awful.

My ears almost bled,

but you continued,

so I took another sip,

and tried my hardest not to choke.

The ending came up,

but everyone gave you an applause anyway.

I think it's because your looks blinded them.

But I guess that's just them.

"wait a second"

you said into the mic.

"there's something i need to say"

I expected everyone to be silent,

to pay close attention to you.

They didn't,

because it wasn't the movies.

But I did.

"i'm sorry elliot, for what i did in ninth grade"

My lungs didn't seem to function well at that moment.

Were you seriously doing this?

"for what i did afterwards too"

"you never deserved any of that"

"i let my ego get to me... "

I didn't hear anything else you said.

Because I got out of my chair

and walked out.

I could just barely hear your yells

for me to wait.

Why did you do that?

In front of everybody?

Were you really sorry?

Warmth spread through my stomach

and at that second,

I really hoped you were sincere.

"wait elliot. what's wrong"

Your hand grazed my arm.

I looked up at you.

"that was the most cliche thing you could've done"

I stated simply,

expecting you to become awkward.

But you didn't.

Instead,

you looked right at me,

shrugged,

and said,

"it might've been cliche, but i meant every word of it"

I pursed my lips,

studying your face.

"do you forgive me"

I was quiet for a moment,

my throat didn't hurt as much today.

"no"

I shook my head

and your face fell drastically.

"but maybe someday, i will"

My reasons for saying that last part

were beyond me.

But I've heard that holding grudges

only made things worse.

And from everything going on,

I didn't want there to be a worse 

than what there was right now.

You smiled slightly,

though I could tell you were still disheartened.

It'll be okay though.

You're fine

you're fine

you'll be fine.

| I'm Fine's playlist is finally up. If you have any more suggestions, please tell me, and I'll decide from there. I'll post the link on my message board as well, and if you want, I can also create a playlist on YouTube, too.  http://8tracks.com/xcrocusx/i-m-fine

New story coming soon: This Boy Named Kyle is already posted on my page. I think I might enter this in the Wattys, so please give it a chance. As soon as I get on board with this novel, I'll let you all know. But for now, just check it out and see if it catches your interest.

Sequels/Prequels: For the ones who have read Lost Boy, I plan on making a sequel called Lost Girl. More information will be posted on my message board regarding this later on. I am also planning on writing a prequel to I'm Fine called I'm Falling. This will tell the story of Elliot's father and how he met her mother. Anyone interested?

But again, please please please (shameless self-advertising) check out This Boy Named Kyle. Please? Because if you did, then I'd be happy. And if I'm happy, I might feel like posting another chapter of I'm Fine soon ;) Ahhhh. Aren't I such a lovely person. But thanks guys, and peace out for now! |