Hello all!

So I wanted to try something new! At least 5-10 times a day I get a messages or comments on my wall asking for tips with writing, stuff about my stories, or things about me in general and sometimes it is quite overwhelming. There is almost 7,000 of you following me (Plus the ones that aren't following me and leave messages and comments) and there is only one of me! Lol!

I feel terrible because it takes me so long to get back to your messages and comments within a reasonable amount of time. Like I said there is only one me and there just doesn't seem to be enough time in the day! Lol! So here's what I'm doing. I am going to start a new story here on wattpad called "You Asked, I Answered," where I will answer any question asked, but I do have a few rules:

If it is too personal, I will say so, and I won't answer it.

Please do not ask me to follow you.

Please do not ask me to promote your stories.

Please do not ask me to read your stories and give you tips on it.

Please do not ask me to help you write your stories or give you ideas for it.

Sounds simple enough, right? I'm just hoping that this will keep everything organized and it will be an easy place for all of us to gather, ya never know someone might have the same question as you! So make sure after reading the updates you head over to "You Asked, I Answered," Leave a question in the comments and I will create a new "Chapter" to answer the questions! I will do one a month! You have until January 17th to submit your question!

Thank you for almost 7,000 followers! Thank you for 40,000 reads, over 1,000 votes, and over 700 comments! Thank you for 11 comments on the last chapter!

The song in this chapter is called 99 Times. I added the link to it on this chapter! Check out the song while reading!

Reedus kisses for everyone! Xxxxxxxxxxxxx

Here's the next chapter, Nords! It's Comic Con time!!

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"Check...check one, two. Check check check," I said into the microphone. IT was the first day of the New York City Comic Con, but before I had the chance to enjoy hanging out with any of my fans we had to set up our gear for our performance tonight.

Chili started playing a random riff on his bass. Soon Ryan and Drake picked up on it and I noticed it was the opening to my song we were performing tonight. We were performing one of my new songs. No one had heard it yet. Not even Norman, Flanery, or Clark. I turned to the microphone and started singing the first few lines of the song.

So you see,

you've got me back again for more

And it seems,

your song is in my head this is war

Mystery,

how I could feel you breathe me

I was sure you,

would keep every promise,

you would keep every word

I was really getting into the song, dancing around the stage and messing with my band mates. I clicked my microphone back in its stand and went to keep singing when a spotlight was suddenly shined right in my face. "The hell?" I said into my microphone while shielding my eyes. My band suddenly stopped playing and was now looking up to where the spotlight was as well.

"VI!" the person yelled and even though I couldn't see them I instantly recognized the voice. "Flanery!" I yelled back. I jumped down from the stage and took off towards the ladder where the spotlight platform was. "Flanery, get down before you fall down!" I yelled up the ladder.

"Coming, mother," he said and then I heard the sound of his typical cowboy boots coming down the ladder rungs. Soon he was standing in front of me with a smile on his face. "VI!" he said again while engulfing me in a hug. He picked me up off the ground and spun me in a circle.

"Flanery....can't..breathe," I said. He chuckled and placed me gently back on the ground before shaking hands with all of band mates, who I hadn't even noticed popped up behind me. "Man, it's good to see you," I said while wrapping my arm around his waist.

His arm came around my shoulder and I looked back at the band. "Guys take five....or 10, hell I don't care. Flanery and I have some catching up to do," I said before walking away with Flanery. "So Violet, how the hell is everything?" Flanery asked with a smile. By the look in his eyes, I knew exactly what he was asking about.

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"The first day on set was crazy. We were beaten and bruised and sore by the time we got home...well Norman mostly was." "Only because you hit me." The crowd gasped and I glared playfully over at Norman. "Now now, before making me look like the bad guy, tell everybody what really happened," I said.

Norman smirked slightly. We were sharing a loveseat together for our panel. Norman's arm was resting on the back of the loveseat and every once in a while he would pull on one of my loose curls. "Alright alright, Vi didn't purposely hit me, if anything it was my fault. I missed my mark and got too close to Vi. She has one hell of a right hook," Norman said with a laugh.

Soon the audience laughed with him and it made me relax a little in my seat. The last thing I needed was a sea of fangirls coming up to me in line to attack me. Norman tugged on one of my curls again. I nudged him lightly not caring who saw me do it.

"Next question," the panel host said before pointing at a girl whose hand had been raised for a little bit. "Yes, girl with the red head and Boondock Saint shirt on," the host said. The girl stood up with a smile on her face as another panel volunteer handed her a microphone.

"What's your name?" I asked her before she asked her question. "Hi, my name's April," the girl said. "Hi babe," Norman said. I watched the smile on her face spread. "Hi, I just wanted to say that Vi I'm a huge fan of your music and I can't wait to hear you perform tonight. Norman, I love the Boondock Saints and Tough Luck. Vi, I loved you in Live Simply. [A/N: I'm making up movie names for Vi lol]

"Thank you," Norman and I both said at the same time. "What's your question?" the host asked her. "Right, my question is for both of you, are you guys together?" she asked us. I felt my eyes become wide and I looked over at Norman to see his eyebrows arched behind his Raybans.

Now I knew before we came out here the panel host had told everyone that we couldn't reveal too much about the movie and not to ask personal questions. Apparently this girl didn't get the memo. "I don't think Vi or Norman should have to answer that," the panel host said.

I turned to him. "Actually if you don't mind I would like to answer that," I said to the panel host. I watched the host's eyes become wide and then I could tell he was silently asking me "Are you sure?" I nodded and then I felt Norman's hand on my back rubbing it slightly.

"I think when you're in the spotlight, where everyone seems to know your business, and you work with someone of the opposite sex, whether it be movies, music, or T.V. shows, everyone automatically links the two of you together. Oh they're dating in the show, they must be dating in real life, look they grabbed lunch and paparazzi caught them, they're meant to be. So on and so forth. It's the way the Hollywood works and truthfully no matter how straight their facts seem no one knows the truth," I said.

"I've died five times in the past three years," Norman said with a chuckle in his voice. It caused me to laugh as well. "Do you seem what I mean? Did that answer your question?" I asked the girl. She nodded with a slight sad smile before taking a seat. Honestly, I didn't even know the truth. I wasn't sure what Norman and I were.

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"Next please," my volunteer who was collecting money for autograph line said. I looked up to see the girl, April, who was in the panel earlier and asked if Norman and I were dating. "Hi again!" I said with a smile as she approached me. I grabbed her photo and signed it.

April!

It was a pleasure meeting you!!

Vi Johansson

"Do you want to take a picture?" I asked her. She nodded before handing her phone to the picture volunteer. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and smiled for the camera. After the volunteer handed her phone back to her she faced me again.

"Can I have a hug?" she asked. "Sure!" I told her while wrapping my arms around her. "You lied. Norman and you are together. I can read it all over your face," I felt my eyebrows pull together in confusion as she pulled back. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone," she said before walking away.

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There was a knock on the door to the room they were using as my dressing room. "Come in," I said while still looking in the mirror. "Damn," I heard. I instantly recognized that voice and turned around to see Norman standing just inside the doorway.

"What?" I asked him. "You look sexy as hell," Norman said while closing the distance between us. His arms wrapped around my waist in a warm hug. "Well thank you, Shannon thinks it will be suiting for the song I'm singing tonight," I said.

She had dressed me in tight black skinny jeans, with black combats boots, a black tank top, and a pair of fingerless gloves. "You should wear this too," Norman said while shrugging off his signature black corduroy jacket. He slid it on my shoulders right as another knock came on the door, but this person didn't wait for me to tell them to come in.

"Oh, now that looks absolutely perfect," Shannon said as she walked in. I looked in the mirror. Her and Norman were right. His jacket did look good. Even though it was slightly big on me the distressed look of it made it look 10 times better. "Vi, they need you heading towards the stage now," Shannon said before heading back out the door. "Flanery, Clark, and I are cheering you on," Norman said before kissing my cheek and heading out the door.

I followed security through the halls and to the stage. I put in my in-ears monitors and some handed me my microphone. I watched the host walk out on stage. "We have an awesome musical guest here at New York Comic Con this year! Please make her feel welcome! Ladies and Gentlemen, Violet Johansson!" My band immediately started playing the intro to my song and I walked out on stage being met by screams and applause.

So you see you've got me back again for more

And it seems your song is in my head, this is war

Mystery, how I could feel you breathe me

I was sure you would keep every promise, you would keep every word

Well, I try to put your stories in line but nothing adds up right

For every 99 times you looked me in the eye

You looked me in the eye and swore you weren't lying

Well, I was so blind I never saw the signs

I'm getting out tonight and you're not invited

It's a shame that you left me hanging like you did

It was brave but it was much more foolish

Don't you think? Don't you think?

Cause you know I won't be satisfied until you realize

For every 99 times you looked me in the eye

You looked me in the eye and swore you weren't lying

Well, I was so blind I never saw the signs

I'm getting out tonight and you're not invited

These things are all so typical

These things are unforgivable

I'm gone and you're invisible now

Don't let me catch you following

Don't ask cause I'm not offering

You've caused enough of my suffering

For every 99 times you looked me in the eye

You looked me in the eye and swore you weren't lying

Well, I was so blind I never saw the signs

I'm getting out tonight

For every 99 times you looked me in the eye

You looked me in the eye and swore you weren't lying

Well, I was so blind I never saw the signs

I'm getting out tonight and you're not invited

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So who do you think that song was inspired by? Hm, is April, the fan, right about Norman and Vi?

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