๐—ถ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๏ฟฝ...

By xxglistxx

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๐–ญ๐–บ๐—๐—๐–บ๐—…๐—‚๐–พ ๐–ง๐—Ž๐—†๐—†๐–พ๐—…, ๐–ช๐—Ž๐—‹๐—'๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—Œ๐—‚๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‹, ๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—‰๐–บ๐—‹๐— ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—Ž๐—‡๐—๐—ˆ๐—…๐—’ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ... More

๐—œ๐—ง'๐—ฆ ๐—”๐—Ÿ๐—Ÿ ๐—–๐—ข๐— ๐—œ๐—ก๐—š ๐—•๐—”๐—–๐—ž ๐—ง๐—ข ๐— ๐—˜ ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ช
To new and old readers
โ”โ”โ” ๐—ฆ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป ๐Ÿญ
๐—‡๐–พ๐— ๐—’๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹
๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—๐—†๐–บ๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ
๐—‰๐—‹๐–พ๐—€๐—€๐–พ๐—‹๐—Œ
๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—‹๐—๐—ˆ๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—Œ ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—„๐–พ๐—‡
๐—๐—‚๐—๐–บ๐—†๐—‚๐—‡ ๐–ฝ
๐—๐—๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—๐—‡
๐—๐—๐–พ๐–พ๐—…๐—Œ
๐–ป๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐–บ๐–ฝ
๐—๐–บ๐—‚๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—€๐—‹๐–บ๐—‰๐—๐—’
๐—†๐–บ๐—๐—๐—‹๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œ
๐—Œ๐–พ๐–ผ๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–บ๐—…๐—Œ
๐—๐–พ๐—…๐—…-๐—ˆ
๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—†๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—‡๐–บ
๐—๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ
๐–ป๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—Ž๐—๐–บ๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡
๐—…๐–บ๐—‹๐—’๐—‡๐—€๐—‚๐—๐—‚๐—Œ
๐–ฝ๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐—† ๐—ˆ๐—‡
๐—๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐—๐—‹๐—‚๐–ผ๐–บ๐—…๐—‚๐—๐—’
๐–ฟ๐—Ž๐—‡๐—„
๐—ƒ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—‡๐–พ๐—’
โ”โ”โ” ๐—ฆ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป ๐Ÿฎ
๐–ป๐—‹๐—‚๐—๐—‡๐–พ๐—’/๐–ป๐—‹๐—‚๐—๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐—’
๐—€๐—‹๐—‚๐—…๐—…๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–ผ๐—๐–พ๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Ž๐—Œ
๐–ฝ๐—Ž๐–พ๐—๐—Œ
๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐–ผ๐—„๐—’ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—€๐—…๐–พ๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—
๐—‡๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–ป๐–พ๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—„๐—‚๐—Œ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–ฝ
๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—Ž๐–ป๐—Œ๐—๐—‚๐—๐—Ž๐—๐–พ
๐–ฟ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—
๐—Œ๐—‰๐–พ๐–ผ๐—‚๐–บ๐—… ๐–พ๐–ฝ๐—Ž๐–ผ๐–บ๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡
๐–บ ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—’ ๐—€๐—…๐–พ๐–พ ๐–ผ๐—๐—‹๐—‚๐—Œ๐—๐—†๐–บ๐—Œ
๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—Ž๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—’๐—…๐—๐–พ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—Œ๐—๐—Ž๐–ฟ๐–ฟ๐—…๐–พ
๐—Œ๐—‚๐—…๐—…๐—’ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—€๐—Œ
๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ผ๐—„
๐–ป๐—…๐–บ๐—†๐–พ ๐—‚๐— ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–บ๐—…๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—๐—ˆ๐—…
๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‘๐—’
๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—‚๐—€๐—‚๐—‡๐–บ๐—… ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—€
๐—‡๐—‚๐—€๐—๐— ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—‡๐–พ๐—€๐—…๐–พ๐–ผ๐—
๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐–บ๐—’
๐—‹๐—Ž๐—†๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—Œ
๐—‰๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—† ๐—Š๐—Ž๐–พ๐–พ๐—‡
๐–ฟ๐—Ž๐—‡๐–พ๐—‹๐–บ๐—…
๐—‡๐–พ๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—„
โ”โ”โ” ๐—ฆ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป ๐Ÿฏ
๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—‰๐—Ž๐—‹๐—‰๐—…๐–พ ๐—‰๐—‚๐–บ๐—‡๐—ˆ ๐—‰๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—ƒ๐–พ๐–ผ๐—
๐—‚ ๐–บ๐—† ๐—Ž๐—‡๐—‚๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—‡
๐–บ๐—Œ๐—‚๐–บ๐—‡ ๐–ฟ
๐—‰๐—ˆ๐— ๐—ˆ' ๐—€๐—ˆ๐—…๐–ฝ
๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—‹๐—Œ๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—†๐–พ
๐—†๐–บ๐—Œ๐—-๐—ˆ๐–ฟ๐–ฟ
๐—‚ ๐—„๐—‚๐—Œ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ ๐—€๐—‚๐—‹๐—…
๐—๐—ˆ๐—…๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—Œ๐—‚๐—‘๐—๐–พ๐–พ๐—‡
๐–บ๐—‡ ๐–พ๐—‘๐—๐—‹๐–บ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–ฝ๐—‚๐—‡๐–บ๐—‹๐—’ ๐—€๐—…๐–พ๐–พ ๐–ผ๐—๐—‹๐—‚๐—Œ๐—๐—†๐–บ๐—Œ
๐—’๐–พ๐—Œ/๐—‡๐—ˆ
๐—†๐—‚๐–ผ๐—๐–บ๐–พ๐—…
๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—‰๐–บ๐—‡๐—‚๐—Œ๐— ๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐–ผ๐—๐–พ๐—‹
๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹๐—
๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—†๐—’ ๐—๐–บ๐—’
๐–ป๐—‚๐—€ ๐–ป๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹
๐—Œ๐–บ๐—๐—Ž๐—‹๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—’ ๐—‡๐—‚๐—€๐—๐— ๐—€๐—…๐–พ๐–พ-๐—๐–พ๐—‹
๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐–ฝ๐—’
๐–ผ๐—๐—ˆ๐—„๐–พ
๐—‰๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—†-๐–บ๐—Œ๐–บ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—Ž๐—Œ
๐—‡๐–บ๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–บ๐—…๐—Œ
๐—€๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐–ฝ๐–ป๐—’๐–พ
โ”โ”โ” ๐—ฆ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป ๐Ÿฐ
๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—‡๐–พ๐— ๐—‹๐–บ๐–ผ๐—๐–พ๐—…
๐–ป๐—‹๐—‚๐—๐—‡๐–พ๐—’ ๐Ÿค.๐Ÿข
๐—†๐–บ๐—„๐–พ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐—‹
๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ป๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐—„ ๐—Ž๐—‰
๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—…๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—‡ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—‰๐—…๐–บ๐—’
๐—€๐—…๐–พ๐–บ๐—Œ๐–พ
๐—๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐—„๐—Œ๐—€๐—‚๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€
๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—‡ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—€
๐—€๐—…๐–พ๐–พ, ๐–บ๐–ผ๐—๐—Ž๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—’
๐—Œ๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—‚๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—๐—„๐—‚๐—‡๐—Œ
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๐–บ๐—Ž๐–ฝ๐—‚๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—Œ

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By xxglistxx


A new year came, and Nathalie felt more confident than ever before. Her mental health got better, she's in a healthy relationship with Quinn and she got tanned.

Yes, the Hummel's and Hudson's went on a vacation and Nathalie and Bea soaked all the sun they could get.

Side note, Bea may or may not got a sunburn.

Walking down the hallway together, Kurt, Bea and Nathalie really felt the different environment.

"You know, I hate Ohio." Bea stated as she looked outside to the cloudy sky, "seriously, this place is a hell hole, but they could give me a little bit of sun."

"I know. It's annoying." Kurt agreed, "I would have much rather stayed in that cabin than come back and deal with those stupid jocks that try to make my life a living hell."

Nathalie rolled her eyes and looked at her twin, "if they do anything, tell me. I have a Sue get away card and I'm in the mood for ending Karofsky pathetic life."

Bea's eyes widened and cleared her throat, "you didn't come to play this year. Also, you've been on edge lately."

More like frustrated.

Nathalie sighed as she adjusted her cheerios skirt and ignored the hungry looks from everyone, "honestly, I just need some alone time with Quinn. Since we got back, the only thing we did was a peck on the lips because Judy was there. I just miss her."

Kurt awed at that and felt slightly jealous. Don't get the guy wrong, he's happy that her sister is finally happy. He was just sad that he hadn't find that happiness yet.

"Do you want the house to yourself this afternoon?"

Kurt groaned loudly when Bea asked that question, "seriously, just don't have sex on the couch. That spot is innocent."

Bea couldn't help but let out a laugh, completely knowing that the couch isn't innocent at all.

After he heard the laugh, Kurt gasped loudly, "you did not, Beatrice Hummel!" he exclaimed and shoved the girl out of the way, making her crash against someone.

The person was holding their brand-new schedule, trying to find the correct classroom, dropping it to to the ground after Bea was thrown towards their way.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!"

Bea apologized as she helped the person gathered all their things. The person chuckled and shook their head, "it's not your fault. I'm just... still confused about this school. It's too confusing."

"Tell me about it."

The two finally exchanged a look and Bea smiled at the boy in front of her. He had bleach blond hair that was the same style as Justin Bieber, and bright blue eyes.

Both twins, with only an exchange of looks, smirked, and left the two alone, completely aware they were being ignored by them.

"I'm Evans. Sorry, Sam Evans," Bea chuckled at the boy's confusion and he smiled, "what's your name?"

"Beatrice. But call me Bea."

The now named boy smiled at Bea, mesmerized by the girl's beauty. Unfortunately, the school's bell rang, signaling it was about to start a new class.

Bea, who had Sam's schedule in her hands, smiled as she read it over quickly, "you are a year younger than me. And you're having your chem class right next to mine. Let's go!"

︶ ︶ ︶ ︶ ︶ ︶

Mr. Schue looked around the choir room and sighed when he got the conclusion that they needed more members to qualify for Sectionals.

Unfortunately, for some members, Matt had transferred. Mike missed his best friend and felt bad about how everything went down between them and the two sisters.

But nothing could be done about that.

"These are comments from Jacob Ben-Israel's most recent Glee Club blog. Glee is a giant ball of suck." Mr. Schue read out loud, "and he says that the only good thing that happened in Glee club was Quinn and Nathalie."

Nathalie rolled her eyes, but smiled when she felt Quinn intertwining their hands, "honestly, we all know why he said that. He's a pervert."

"You two are basically the fantasy of some of the guys." Puck confessed. He had heard the jocks, specially Anzimio and Karofsky, saying inappropriate comments about them.

"I heard some of them saying that if you two kiss in front of them they would get-"

"I'm sorry, Finn, but I need you not to say that sentence ever again and I need to say this; people should stop fantasizing about two girls kissing. Like, seriously, we are a normal couple."

"Periodt sis." Bea said and clapped proudly at the two.

"We get it, Mr. Schue," Mercedes said, changing the topic of conversation and Kurt sighed, "everyone still hates us. So what? So we're plankton on the high school food chain? The only difference now is that none of us really care."

"Kurt's right." Nathalie agreed as she laid her head on Quinn's shoulder, "we're a family. They can bring it all they want. None of it is going to break us."

"Okay, I'm really happy that you guys have all bonded. The problem is that all of this negative stuff is keeping other students from auditioning." Mr. Schue explained, and Tina shrugged her shoulders.

"Good. Why do we need new members?"

"Well, since Matt transferred, we only have 13 members, and if we want to go to Nationals, if we want to beat Vocal Adrenaline, we have to go from a small rebel force to a giant wall of sound." Mr. Schue replied.

"Yeah," Rachel spoke from her seat, "Mr. Schuester's right, you guys. You didn't see Vocal Adrenaline at Regionals. They were epic. We're going to need more voices in order to beat them."

The girl looked towards Nathalie, just to see the cheerio all cuddle up with Quinn. Rachel sighed. They really are cute, and the way they look at each other really gives away they are really in love with each other.

She didn't know, but she felt her stomach drop when she watched Quinn kissing the top of Nathalie's head.

"Yeah. I'm with Rachel on this one." Finn supported Rachel's idea, making the girl shake her thoughts and smile grateful at the jock.

"Gross," Brittany said, wrinkling her nose in disgust.

"You're going to have to trust me on this, guys. Now, here's the plan. Nationals are in New York this year, and we are going." Mr. Schue encouraged, "now let's go out there and show the school how cool it's going to be, how cool we can be. If they're not going to come to us, let's go to them. They say we only sing show tunes and '80s pop. Let's show them how down we are. let's give them the song of the year, New Directions style."

︶ ︶ ︶ ︶ ︶ ︶

"We really sucked."

Nathalie laughed after Tina groaned loudly and Quinn shrugged, "I mean, I agree. But I think I saw a guy and a girl dancing to the song."

"Nah," Tina shook her head, "they were maybe on something fishy."

The couple laughed at how dramatic Tina looked. The way she threw her arms up in the air and really rolled her eyes.

"Moving on," Nathalie smirked and let Quinn rest her arm around her waist, "how did you and Mike happen?"

Because last time I checked, Mike had something going on with some girl.

Oh, how juicy the drama is.

"At Asian camp." Tina sighed dreamingly, "he's such a good guy and I really like him, and the way he kisses and holds me and-"

"Tina," Nathalie grabbed her best friend's hand, "calm down. We don't need to know about what straight couples do."

Tina gasped after Quinn agreed with Nathalie, "rude. I had to listen to you ranting about Quinn and now you don't listen to my rant."

"Oh honey," Nathalie chuckled, "I've heard all from Mike and you called me when you two kissed."

She still remembers the night that Tina interrupted Quinn and Nathalie's finally alone time.

"Yeah... sorry about that."

The couple shrugged, "don't worry." Nathalie smiled and Quinn nodded, "yeah, we have all the time in the world."

"But you two were angry with me."

"Quinn was frustrated," Nathalie corrected her best friend and laughed when she saw the blonde giving her a look, "you didn't make us angry. You wanted to tell me something that is important to you, so it's also important to me."

"Well, the conversation is amazing. But," Quinn got up from her spot and kissed Nathalie's forehead, "I need to go and get ready for cheerios' tryouts."

"I love you and good luck!"

Nathalie exclaimed and got an I love you back from Quinn, making Tina awed at that, "you two are so cute. And you're not going to see the tryouts?"

"No," Nathalie shrugged, "Coach asked if she could do it only with Becky. I think it was to test her or something."

Tina hummed and the two girls continued eating and talking about the new students that enrolled on the school.

︶ ︶ ︶ ︶ ︶ ︶

Quinn was accepted back on the cheerios and Sue Sylvester made both Quinn and Nathalie co-captains again.

Both were walking down the halls together, hand in hand, wearing their uniforms.

"I'm so happy to be back to being a Cheerio." Quinn smiled, "it was like a piece of me was missing."

Nathalie smiled and pecked her lips, "I think we should celebrate."

Quinn smirked and nodded, already thinking what they were going to do after school.

Santana, angry that she wasn't captain anymore, stormed over to the couple and pushed Quinn into the lockers, making both gasp in surprise, "you did this to me. You told Coach Sylvester about my summer surgery!"

"Sant!" Nathalie widened her eyes in surprise and tried to push them away, "you have a surgery when you get your appendix out. You got a boob job." Quinn corrected.

"Yup sure did," Santana said as she smacked Quinn.

"Hey!" Nathalie protested and put herself in the middle of them, "stop!"

"Nathalie, for your own good, just let us be." Santana asked and Quinn pushed the latina away from her girlfriend, "you can't hit me!" Quinn protested.

"Oh, sure I can unless you got yourself knocked up again, slut." Santana spat.

That angered Nathalie.

"Oh, no, you did not just say that!" the tiny girl spat, and Santana pushed her away, making her back hit the lockers and hissed in pain.

"Oh, you didn't just do that!" Quinn's eyes darkened and pushed Santana against the lockers as a crowd began to form around them.

"Stop the violence." Brittany protested in a voice that was not heard over the yelling and smacking.

"This is actually entertaining," Bea tilted her head and thought out loud but, when she saw her sister on the ground, her eyes widened and made sure that Nathalie was okay.

Her back was hurting like a bitch.

Quinn and Santana continued fighting and grabbing each other's hair when finally a teacher, in this case was Mr. Schue, came hurrying over, "hey, hey, what is this?!What happened to us being a family?"

"Oh, please," Santana rolled her eyes, trying to reach out to hit Quinn again, "she has a family. She's a mother!"

"Walk away!" Quinn yelled as she was being held back by Mr. Schue and watching Santana walking away with Brittany, "and tighten up your pony before you get to class!"

Quinn looked at her girlfriend and saw her on the ground, Bea was smoothing her back.

"Honey? Your back is hurting?"

"A little," Nathalie groaned as Quinn helped her getting up from the ground, "my butt hurts more though."

"I'm sorry that I didn't protect you," Quinn frowned and Nathalie shook her head, "it's not your fault. I just got caught up in the middle," she looked up and saw her girlfriend's cheek bruised, "how are you? Does it hurt?"

Quinn flinched when Nathalie's hand came in contact with her cheek, making the Hummel frowned.

"Yeah, let's go home so I could put some ice on it."

Finally turning around, Nathalie smiled at her sister thankfully, "can you tell Mr. Schue we won't be able to go? Not that he won't miss us, Rachel will be there."

"Don't worry," Bea said and patted her sister's shoulder, "go and take care of your girl."

︶ ︶ ︶ ︶ ︶ ︶

The two girls were at Quinn's place. Nathalie was sat on Quinn's lap as she pressed the ice pack on her girlfriend's cheek, making her wince once in a while.

"Lie that hurts," Quinn whined in pain and Nathalie felt bad for the girl, "I'm sorry, baby, but I need to press it so we could avoid getting it bruised."

"I know..."

"Why did you do that?"

Quinn sighed and winced again in pain, "she was being a jerk and pushed you. I couldn't let her get away with that."

"Next time talk to her; or avoid her. I don't like seeing you hurt."

Quinn nodded and grabbed Nathalie's hand with the ice pack and put it on her right cheek, "please heal me, Miss Nurse."

"Not the right time for flirting." Nathalie looked down blushing and Quinn chuckled as she ran her hand on the girl's back.

"You blushed, so my job here is done."

"Stop..." Nathalie whined and Quinn pecked the girl's neck, making the tiny smile.

"But I like seeing you blush."

"You are such a dork." Nathalie chucked and Quinn shrugged, "at least I'm your dork."

"That's right."

The two girls looked at each other in the eyes, making Nathalie's heart flutter and blush.

Quinn couldn't help but admire the girl's features. She loves everything about Nathalie, but the thing she loves the most is her eyes. The way they twinkle when she looks at her.

She really loves her.

"Now this is the time that you're supposed to kiss me," Nathalie whispered and Quinn chuckled, kissing Nathalie softly on the lips.

︶ ︶ ︶ ︶ ︶ ︶

The Glee club was sat in the auditorium, waiting for Sunshine to sing her audition song.

Since Quinn and Nathalie missed the Glee club meeting, the couple had to ask Bea who the girl is.

Sunshine is a foreign exchange student from the Philippines that Rachel invited to join the New Directions but felt threatened by Sunshine's singing and tricked her into going to a crack house instead of the auditions.

Well, Rachel definitely hit rock bottom with that one.

Finally, the small, Asian girl stepped up to the microphone on the stage, "hi, I'm Sunshine Corazon, and I'll be singing 'Listen' from the movie Dreamgirls."

Nathalie loved the girl's decision and was actually interested how she's going to sing it.

"Broadway show first," Rachel commented, her lip curled in annoyance, making everyone shush her.

Listen from the movie Dreamgirls.
sang by Sunshine Corazon

Honestly, Nathalie loved her audition. The girl's voice was amazing for someone who was that small and, when she finished, everyone got up from their seats and applauded for her.

"Wow. Um..." Mr. Schue laughed in amazement, "welcome to the Glee Club."

Everyone laughed and cheered for Sunshine's achievement. They finally had enough members to qualify for Sectionals.

Or so they thought.







─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───

So, I've been updating less and I want to apologize and say the reason why.

For the past few days, this book is being read and commented by new and a lot of people (not that I'm complaining btw).

Unfortunately, there are some people who have been writing some hateful comments, such as:

"She's a whore"

"Slut"

"Nathalie is straight. She's just confused"

"I hate her"

"Fucking slut"

"There's no such thing as anxiety. She's overreacting"

"She's sleeping with a lot of people, what a wore"

And I won't tolerate this. No. And this is just the tip of the iceberg.

This book is written to spread sexuality acceptance, feminism, body positivity and so much more.

And some of these comments ain't it.

I'm so sad that there are still people out there with these types of comments and I bet my whole fucking body that if my character was a boy, I would definitely not get the "she's a slut, whore" comments.

I thought with this book would reach and teach people that there's so much more than what people say on your daily basis, but it looks like it's not.

Sadly.

I'm sorry for this rant, I was thinking of writing on my "thoughts and opinions . author" book, but I thought and decided to do it here.

Have a nice weekend and live your truth.
You guys are loved,
xxglistxx ❤️

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