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[mia]

Leaves fell from the tree above Mia who sat on the park bench reading Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice. It was one of Mia's all time favourite pieces of English literature; it was a novel which no matter how many times you read it, you had to read it all over again. It was also a novel that she couldn't put down and ignore. One thing she found quite amusing was the fact that if she gave it to someone for them to read, she'd receive from them the most bemused look as they would try to understand the old English language it was written in. At times her friends would mock and read it out loud in an English accent, not even knowing what they were saying. Those were fun times.

Mia turned to the next page. Despite knowing everything that happened, she was always intrigued by what the next page would bring. Right now, as she read, Elizabeth and Lady Catherine were facing-off about Mr. Darcy’s proposal. Eager to continue reading, she quickly turned the page; however her hand jerked away in sudden pain. “Ouch!” Mia cringed before lifting her index finger to see blood dripping. Then, her brown orbs diverted back to the book and onto the page noticing a stain of red. “Damn.” She pouted and sucked her bleeding finger at the same time; she had given herself a paper-cut once again.

That didn’t stop her reading though. Her left hand held down the book that lay on her lap and she continued to read, despite the taste of blood in her mouth. The bleeding was going to stop very soon however, and a second later she pulled her eyes off the page and onto her index finger -- it stopped bleeding. She smugly smiled to herself before immersing herself back into the classical story.

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[rita1]

Nicholas Daniel Bradshaw had always wanted to write, well no one knew that he loved writing from a young age but he did always want to do it. To impress people around him he also played football and did some basketball to keep himself keen, though he was always known as the good guy in high school though, the girls thought of him more as a friend than anything else, he was the type of guy to say the right words at the right time. When he came out and said he actually wanted to write instead of playing college basketball everyone knew that it had been a passion of his since he was younger. He was good at writing, always got top marks and his words started to make people melt when he went to college. He published his first book before he was eighteen and that was when it all started for the current twenty two year old. As Nick left his house he wandered down the road, leaving his car on the drive and headed to anywhere that was quiet, his day off always consisted of trying to get away from the hustle and bustle of city life, where everyone was trying to get a picture of you.

As he hit the park he grinned a little seeing the happy faces of people around him, to felt like walking into one of his own books, where the sun was shining, and the grass gleamed its beautiful emerald colours and everyone seemed happy. He ventured deeper into the place before his eyes lay on a woman he had missed lately, Mia. She was a very good friend of his and he thought she was the golden shine of the sun half the time, she was also his biggest fan which meant a lot to him. As he wandered closer he looked and saw the book she was reading, Pride and Prejustice what a classic. As he stood next to her with a cheeky grin pondering on his lips he spoke It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife. he quoted from the book before looking down on her, a smile still playing on his lips, his genuine look of happiness as he saw her. Classic book, mind if I join you? he spoke once more before awaiting an answer.

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[mia]

<sub>Occasionally Mia would look up from her book to admire the weather and her surroundings. Today had such perfect weather, those staying home right now were obviously missing out on something special. Taking in a deep breath, she always fully appreciated what life had to offer - the environment for one - and could never take it for granted. It was probably why she was sometimes reckless and liked to live life as if she was dying. The world was a big place and you only live once. As she watched a couple walk past, her mind wandered back to Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy and she sighed in awe. If only she could enter into the world of Jane Austen, she'd swap places with Elizabeth and live as her instead of living through her vicariously.

Snapping out her little daydream she looked back down at the page and shook her head at the sight of the red stain from her blood. This was the second copy of Pride & Prejudice that she'd managed to somehow ruin or stain within two months. The first copy was soaked through when she used it to shield her head from the rain last July. She realised that it was completely ruined when she opened it and black ink came dripping out. It never worried her though because it was her favourite novel after all, therefore she kept many copies of it at home. A bit nerdy? Yeah. To say how many, well, her friends often exaggerated the numbers but Mia only really had about three. This was the second one, a Penguin edition. The third one was beautifully adorned with a vintage-looking hardcover and a ribbon bookmark. From now on she was going to be extra careful when handling that copy.

She turned the page, careful not to get another paper-cut and kept reading on. It was then that she heard a voice beside her reciting the famous first lines of the book. Continuing to look down, she gave a small chuckle as she instantly recognised that voice before looking up. Her instincts were right, it was Nick. "Hello 'ello," Mia said with a smile on her face. She realised that it'd been a while since they had seen each other face-to-face and that she too had missed his company. "Sure!" She scooted over a little to make enough room and turned her head to face him, "How are you? I'm glad to see someone I know outside enjoying the weather."</sub>


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notes | no problem! <3

[rita1]

Nicholas would love to live life as if it were a book, but not one of his own tales. Mia was a good friend of his and one of the first people to truly love and understand his work, she loved his book and he was happy that part of his life was a great pleasure to his, his pain that was shown in the book made her want to read about it. Nick was currently half way through his next book and though he hadn’t told Mia much about it he couldn’t wait to give her a copy when it was done, she always gave him a good review and she always told him when there were parts that could be changed, she was honest and he loved that about her. He knew how many books Mia had of Pride and Prejudice and he knew that it was one of her classic favourites and it made him smile to see her happily content in the book. When he recited the words from the book that lay on her lap he watched her closely as she turned to look at him, he was surprised she even looked from her book to see him, she was a bit of a nerd and he wouldn’t have been surprised if she carried on reading and talking to him.

As she shuffled a little to let him sit down he placed his rear next to her and smiled over as he looked down to her book to see where about she was up to. Then this was when Mia started to speak again he tilted his head towards her and listened before grinning and took a glance around him, seeing that it actually was a beautiful day, sometimes he thought it was too beautiful for words. I am pretty good thanks, the weather is beautiful. He spoke as he continued to admire the environment before looking over You’ll be happy to know my book is nearly complete, couple more weeks and you could be sitting here reading the first draft instead of that classic He teased a little, there was no exact date when he was going to finish the book, it all depended on when he had a good moment and got out of the writer’s block he was in, at the moment the boy and girl had fallen in love, but distance, family and careers stood between them, and he didn’t know if so much distraction could keep love from flourishing. So, how are you Mia? I can still see that you’re a nerd then? once more he teased her, but she knew it was just harmless fun.

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[mia]

<sub>Mia too, would have absolutely adored it if she could live her life like a book, and if she had to chose which one it would no doubt be the book she was reading right now. Everything in the story felt so perfect to her, and particularly the love story that was Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth. As she told many of her friends, she wouldn't have minded finding herself in a relationship with a guy she originally hated like Elizabeth hated Mr. Darcy. It was weird, but, she loved that shit. It was probably the way they found each other and how it was different to the typical 'boy meets girl' story. Her image of her dream man too, was in the form of Mr. Darcy. Even though Mr. Darcy was a dick and quite arrogant, he wasn't actually any of that once Elizabeth came to know him. Mia liked that, she liked that a lot.

There were a lot of good words to describe her great friend Nick. He was talented, sweet, charming, friendly, funny, kind and you basically get the drift. Mia liked hanging around him because he wasn't like any of the guys working in the entertainment industry. Now those guys were mostly cocky, self-centred, alcoholics and manwhores without a care for other people's feelings. There were too many of them around these days and Mia was sick and very much over it. It was a relief to know that the author of one of her favourite books wasn't an ass at all, Nick. And she was lucky that they remained friends because he was what she needed - a person who could understand the beauty of novels like her. She was also lucky that he stuck around her knowing how strange, nerdy and spastic she could get at times. Heck, even when they first met she was acting like a crazy fangirl ( well maybe not crazy ), and asked for his autograph and the like. She could remember that she was red all over and quite starstruck with the handsome man that stood shaking her hand. Had she not kept her composure she would have fainted right at his feet.

Now that time had passed, she was used to seeing him as a normal human being which was better for his sake. They'd become close and became confidants with Nick even asking her for her opinions on his writing. She was more than happy to share what she thought, and while they were mostly praises, her constructive criticisms were something he took with grace - which she loved. Recently had been sharing news on his latest book. Although he hadn't said much, Mia was still quite excited about his first draft and was expecting to be the first to read it so that she could give him some sort of review. She predicted that she was going to give him five stars seeing as he was always amazing at what he did.

"You’ll be happy to know my book is nearly complete, couple more weeks and you could be sitting here reading the first draft instead of that classic." When he teased her she gave a light chuckle and shook her head. Looking up at him she smiled, "Well I'm not sure if you'll be able to replicate Jane Austen, but I'm sure it'll be just as good." Folding a corner of her page she was on, she then closed the book and placed it in her large Henri Bendel bag that sat on her other side. Laughing at his next remark she held a forefinger up as if she was scolding him, "Now now, I take pride in being called a nerd, even showing my nerd off when I go to Comic-Con," she sighed, "This year was awesome." She went back to answering his question, "But yeah I'm peachy. Just taking a break before I go back to New York to work." Mia was due back again on the set of Gossip Girl, which she thought was amazing because not only did she love New York, but she also loved that show. "What have you been up to mister writer? I heard you've been writing a bajillion screenplays."</sub>


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status | completed!
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notes | sorry it took a while! & it turned out a little longer than i expected.

[rita1]

There was not a lot of people like Nick in the entertainment industry but that didn’t bother him too much, he knew the man whore, the cocky and arrogant actors and the posh directors but he had to work with them and they respected the fact that he was good at his job, so they either buck up their ideas and listen to him so they can work as a team or Nick was happy to walk away and find someone else that wanted to produce his work, even if it was a for less money as money didn’t bother Nick unlike some. Though he was not the kind of guy living in a huge house with the picket fence and green garden, he was happy living his two bedroom flat that he occupied on his own and just got by saving the money he made for a better future, hopefully when he was thinking of moving in with someone or having a family, bigger things not just himself. Mia was a good friend of Nick’s and he couldn’t imagine life without her, since the day they met it was like a little time bomb was set off between them, he loved the fact she was nerdy and a little over excited about a lot of things, but people should get excited over simple things in life, like having a good day at work or something. They chatted for a while and he asked her to come and join him for a back stage meeting after the book signing, it was easily to click with her than a so called ‘normal’ person as she was in the same industry as him but he had never met someone like her in his whole life, she was defiantly something else.

They hung out a little, not too much to be called best buddies, but enough so that they knew what was knew in each other’s life a lot of the time, also as they both loved writing and books there was never a dull moment, or even a silent one when they were together, he loved the fact such a beautiful young lady had such an interest in book and writing, he even wondered if she ever tried to write her own material, even for a laugh. He even asked her to read his upcoming book so that he had an opinion of someone who would buy his material than someone who was only bothered in selling it. The book he was currently writing was not about love which was different for him but the pure achievement of being able to sustain a friendship throughout your whole life, in Nick’s recent travels he went abroad to Africa and got to see that even in complete poverty that people were happy, some lost their wives and husbands, children and parents but the constant friendship they had within a small tribe was overwhelming, so he decided to honour his small travelling experience and write a book about it, it was only small and more of a documentary of the event but still the words never stopped coming to his mind, so why not try and sell it, allow people to see that love in a friend can be the same as love for a partner.

He knew that Mia was excited on reading the draft of his book and hoped that she would enjoy reading it as much as he had writing it. When she said that he might not be as good as Jane Austen he chuckled a little and nodded in agreement, he could honestly admit that Jane Austen was one of a kind and being even close to her work would be a high achievement. He couldn’t believe that she had stopped reading just to speak to him, there had been times when they grabbed a coffee when she was continue to read and speak at the same time, so as he expressed she was the definition of a nerd sometimes. He laughed softly when she spoke about going to comic-con, remembering the conversation they had on the internet as he was unable to attend it, which he thought was a shame as he would have loved to have gone. Thanks for rubbing it in that I couldn’t go this year because of work, we are going together next year though, whether you like it or not. he spoke before she continued saying about having a break before going back to work, he never watched the tv program she was on because it didn’t really interest him that much, the corny lines and crap screenplays for some of the episodes were enough to stop him from watching though, they did produce good work, what people wanted to see on their tv screens, Nick was just a little different I guess. I have been, just kind of around an about on different sets to see what they are doing with my work, other than that just focusing on getting this book done. I also got to meet Blake Bailey which was nice I think everyone that had got to know Nick knew that he had a thing for Blake, not just her work but the person in general, since he had the biggest celebrity crush on her since he was around eighteen.

tagged: mia estella sutton
status: finished
notes: sorry for the wait
outfit: click

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