Awww wait. I'm rereading some parts. This is all wrong. I'm gonna turn in a partial story.
The second half is almost done but there's this big stupid plothole that I just can't fill in. I'm gonna have to go to the store and buy more potting soil to cover it up.
Awww boo. I'm gonna turn in my first 10k words (lololololol) tomorrow and then finish up the other half this week. This story totally ran away on me. Damn, I'm actually stupidly close to turning this into a fully fleshed novel. This story grew up. It went to college. Now its graduated, but it's coming back home to live with meeeeeeee. I'm trying to kick it out of my house, but now it's asking me if it can move its rock band into my basement. JUST GO GET A JOB, DAMN KID! Wow, sometimes I don't like being a
parent author.
Haha, after this event I will definitely expand on this story and make it a straight up novel. We're basically halfway there.
*drinks wine anyway* Yum