Did you notice that someone wrote a BCC fan fiction?

Seriously, how cool is that? I mean, it's one thing to hear characters talking in your head, but it's a whole other thing to hear them talking in someone else's head.

That's a heck of a compliment. And in case anyone was wondering, I think its awesome. No one needs my permission to write anything.

Christopher Chase, a hardworking teen whose life had been slowly getting worse, was sent on a business trip to help his company out of a jam. When Christopher set out for his new assignment, he had no idea that his life was about to completely change along the way near a sleepy little town called Oak Grove...

In response to this:

In pain, tired, hurt, depressed, and very sad

Oi.

It's possible that you saw that chapter 45 of Being Christina Chase was posted today. This was a mistake. If you read the story, I apologize. It should have never gone up.

So, I'm having a crappy day.

Hey folks, Krunch here. I apologize for not getting content up sooner. I'm feeling much better, and thank you to everyone who's said nice things about me in spite of the fact that I've given you nothing to read lately. And to all of those who have been plotting against me, I will get you. Me or one of my loyals will get you.

Howdy folks. I've been under the weather all week. That is to say, weather's been over me. I've been sick. Get it? Geeze.

Anywho, I will try to get the next chapter of Being Christina Chase up by tomorrow night, but I can't promise I'll get it in on time. It might come later in the weekend.

That's it!

- Krunch

Her lower lip quivering, Christina pointed at Diana and whimpered, "This is what she does! The only reason she's here is to break us up! She set this all up to make me look bad!"
          "I'm so sorry," Diana said to Richard, "This was a mistake."
Christina started to cry as she asked, "You don't believe me?"
          Richard let out a deep sigh before speaking. "In spite of my constant reassurance, I know you feel threatened by Diana, but this is too much. If you can't behave in a mature fashion, I think it would be best if you didn't come to the meeting tonight."

Looking over her shoulder, Christina saw that her uncle was busy in the back room. She temporarily deserted her post behind the counter and walked to the far corner of the store where Richard had gone. As she rounded the corner of the aisle, she felt two hands on her hips lift her up off the ground and deposit her onto the glass freezer case where ice cream and other frozen goods were kept.
"Maybe I can help you warm up," Richard flirted as he wrapped his arms around Christina's waist. He gave her a long kiss and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

Realizing that she had been laying on Richard, unconscious, she nervously sat up and checked herself. Her mind panicked. Did he feel her fake breasts? What about her jeans? Did he go exploring there? How could she let this happen, she shouted in her brain as her heart raced.
Feeling rough fingers on her chin, her face was directed back towards Richard's and the man pulled her into a long kiss. Closing her eyes, Christina parted her lips and relaxed.
"It's okay," Richard assured her. I don't mind that you fell asleep. It was rather nice holding you."

     I think he's technically my boyfriend."
     "... Okay, and this is bad because ... ?"
     "I can't have a boyfriend!" Christina exploded. She stood on her tip-toes and looked over the counter to see if her uncle had heard that comment. Convinced that he didn't notice, she looked back at Steph and insisted, "I can't have a boyfriend."
     "Why not?"
     "... Because ..." Christina stuttered, "Boyfriends ... and girlfriends ... they do boyfriend-girlfriend things!"

     Looking up into Richard's eyes, Christina did not think about whether or not what she was about to do was a good idea. In fact she didn't think it all. She wrapped her arms around Richard's shoulders, and her right hand found the back of his head. Guiding him down, Christina parted her lips and drew Richard into the most passionate kiss they had ever shared.

     "You can't be in here. This is girl space."
"I don't recall 'girl space' being outlined in the zoning regulations."
     "This," Christina stated manically as she outlined a square around her body with her hands, "is a girls-only establishment, hence girl space." She drew a square around Richard and said, "That is boy space. Boy space is not allowed in girl space. You have to go outside."

"I'm never getting married," Nina said dramatically. "I don't even want to date another boy ever again. It's nothing but trouble."
Steph raised her soda and held it out over the middle of the table. "I'll drink to that." Lisa, Christina, and finally Nina all raised their sodas and tapped them together, then took drinks.

 

Christina whispered, "What do you think you're doing?"

"I thought I was kissing you," Richard joked. He leaned in and said, "Let me try again, and you tell me if I've got it wrong."
 

A quick note to my three fans-

I apollogize for not having the new chapter up yet. An emergency situation required me to take an unplanned trip, and I have not had access to the Internet nor the time to make the posting. (this is being sent from my phone)

I should have ch 36 posted no later than tomorrow night.

- Krunch

"So, you do like this man?"

"He's a nice guy, Uncle Alek, but he wants me to be his girlfriend, and it's just never gonna happen."

Alek stood up and pointed around the room, "Tina, you will pack up all of these things right now, and you WILL come home, and that is FINAL."

Christina screamed, "No way! This is MY life, and I say I'm staying RIGHT THE FUCK HERE!"
 

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit ..." she repeated as she hyperventilated. She ran into her bedroom and stared at the piles of clothes. The mess was one thing, but how could she explain all the male clothing? "I'll just tell them I have a boyfriend," she reasoned aloud, "And he's out of town ..."
 

So, to my three fans, I'm posting a warning note, and this is not a Halloween joke. I'm currently having some technical difficulties on a number of fronts.

A tear ran down Christina's cheek. "You have to talk to me Nina," she cried. "Please?" she whispered as she dropped her head and sobbed quietly. "Nina, you have to open the door. I'm leaving soon, and I don't know if I'm ever going to see you again. Please, don't be mad at me."

 

"David," Christina said, "I'm glad that you and I got a chance to talk tonight. See, I'm on to your little scheme. Nina isn't going anywhere with you tonight."

David sneered, "Why don't you let Nina make up her own mind?"
 

So as some of you may have noticed, Chapter 30 of Being Christina Chase was posted briefly yesterday, and then it disappeared. So basically, what went up accidentally yesterday was not the final draft of the chapter. I had in fact been making edits to the chapter yesterday afternoon to incorporate Holly Logan's changes and my own last minute brain aneurysms.

"You look ... nice," Andrei choked. His eyes again unconsciously drifted around his Christina's body. Regaining control of himself, he stuttered, "But if you want to change into something else ... you know ... that's fine too ..."
 

Christina couldn't stand the devilish look on her aunt's face. "I know," Christina explained, "I got up early to cook something for lunch." She looked pleadingly towards Misha in the hopes she would let the subject drop.

Christina had reached an entirely new stage of embarrassment; she could feel heat pulsating throughout her entire body. "Aunt Misha, I know what you're thinking, but it's not like that at all," Christina protested.

"Come back tomorrow," he beamed.

Blushing, Christina said, "I think you'd work faster without any distractions."

Richard answered seriously, "I need you around to answer any questions that may arise." In a much more playful tone, he added, "Besides, you are far and away my favorite distraction."

Abby shrugged and continued, "Not a word of that, but they did say you two made quite the couple on the dance floor."

"Yeah," Christina admitted with a sneer, "There might have been some dancing."

"If Richard took you to the Clairmont, then he must have you in his sights."

"Is that his thing?" Christina asked.

Abby leaned in and warned, "That Richard Masters is one smooth talker. I swear he has dated more girls than a crocodile has teeth!"

"You don't say."

"Just watch your back, Sugar. He's not one for settling down."

"Oh I will," Christina assured. "I've seen him in action. I'm sure he has all the girls eating out of his hand. But I'm not all the girls. I'm not... even one girl."

So it was roughly six months ago when I first started posting Being Christina Chase, and the response has been pretty good. The story is slowly creeping up in the all time popular content list, and I get a good number of hits on every chapter. All in all, I have to think I'm doing pretty well for a first time writer. That said, Holly has done a great job of cleaning my stuff up.