@SpartanGrrl’s new fic? It’s equal parts angst and smut. SO AWESOME! Let me find you the link.
@LivOutLoud: @JoesWoes Sounds perfect. *swoons* Spartan take me away!
@SpartanGrrl: @LivOutLoud @JoesWoes You rang, ladies?:) Smut ahead! http://tinyurl.com/Starveil2
@LivOutLoud: @SpartanGrrl @JoesWoes Perfect! Thank you SO much! Please send anything else you have. I want it ALL!
@JoesWoes: @LivOutLoud @SpartanGrrl Woo-hoo! Looks like Liv’s back in the Starveil fandom! *fist bumps* #ItsAliveItsAlive
@SpartanGrrl: @JoesWoes Glad to have you back in the house! #SpartanSurvived fangirls FOREVER!
@LivOutLoud: @SpartanGrrl @JoesWoes Aw … ladies. You’re making me tear up.
@SpartanGrrl: @LivOutLoud You’ve been quiet the last while.
@LivOutLoud: @SpartanGrrl I have.:(
@JoesWoes: @LivOutLoud Well, I’m glad you’re back. We’ve missed you, sweetie!
@LivOutLoud: @JoesWoes I’ve been offline, but my heart never left. <3.
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The Friday before classes began, Liv woke to the sound of voices.
“Liv?” her mother called. “You around?”
Footsteps crossed the floor in a distant part of the house. She sat up. Her forgotten laptop slid off her knees and headed for the side of the mattress, but she caught it one-handed before it hit the floor. Running a hand over sandpapered eyes, she squinted at the clock. It was twelve thirty, but with the curtains closed, she didn’t know if that meant twelve thirty in the morning or at night.
“Liv?” her mother called in a tense voice. “You awake?”
Not night then. Morning. She wrinkled her nose as the scent of day-old clothing hit her. She set the laptop aside and stretched. “Hold on a sec, I’m—”
“ Liv! ” her mother bellowed from just outside the door. “You awake?”
Liv jerked. She certainly wasn’t awake enough for that .
“Yeah, I’m up, I’m up,” she grumbled.
The door opened a crack, Katherine’s backlit silhouette appearing. “You need to get out of bed, sweetie. I know you’re on winter break, but it’s past noon.”
Liv stifled a yawn. She’d been up half the night reading Spartan fic. (All the fangirls were.) His death had unsettled the Starveil fandom like no other plot twist. Fan forums across the net were buzzing with grief-stricken posts.
Katherine frowned. “Are you sick, Liv?” she asked. “You look pale.”
“Couldn’t sleep last night. I’ll be down in a minute.”
“Well, hurry, please,” her mother said with a sympathetic smile. “Gary brought over some lunch for us.”
Liv groaned.
Gary Blodgett was Katherine’s longtime boyfriend and the manager of the local printshop. Though Gary and Katherine’s relationship was lukewarm at best, they’d been together since Liv was in high school. Liv avoided talking to Gary if at all possible. Gary did the same for her.
“I’m not really that hungry,” Liv said. “You guys go ahead.”
“Come down and have a little. I’m worried about you.”
“I’m fine.”
“You’re not.”
“I am .”
“It’s Chinese,” Katherine said. “And I asked Gary to get extra cookies for you.”
A grin spread across Liv’s face. Chinese wasn’t her favorite food per se, but Chinese meant fortune cookies, and that part she loved.
“How many?”
Her mother laughed and closed the door behind her. “Five,” she called as she headed down the hallway. “But you’d better hurry up, or I’m taking them all.”
Liv found yesterday’s jeans and a fresh hoodie, dressing in record time. One foot was still asleep, and as she hobbled down the hallway, she heard Gary grumble: “Running late already. Should just start without her.”
“Please do, Gary,” Liv muttered.
When she reached the table, they were dressed for the outdoors. Liv’s mother wore the same serviceable black wool jacket she always wore. The one that was “too good to throw away” and made Liv feel guilty for asking for anything new. Gary, on the other hand, was a real-life version of Elmer