Hi! It's Juliet from A Drop of Romeo and I'm pleased to tell you that your story has been inducted into ADoR's library. Here's your raving review:

CuriousContradiction's prose flows like poetry, and her imagery paints lovely pictures of the happenings in this love story. She makes it clear in the prologue that the protagonists are not the popular jock and damsel-in-distress, but a modest football player and a secretive girl (read: a not-so-cliche romance waiting to happen). The writing simply captures your eye and compels you to keep reading.

-Juliet

Excellent story; update soon (por favore) :D

The disjointed pieces make it a little bit confusing and I'm getting confused with different people and associations. But hopefully that will all become clearer as time goes on. And I'm now convinced that I don't know her name. I'll figure it out soon though. I hope it's a good name after all this wait.

Well, I'm not much of a daring person. To be quite honest I'm not daring at all. I don't think I can think of any extremely daring things that I've done... I'm sorry to be boring.

Anyways, good luck writing and with life and everything! Love the story so far! And chapter!

Love,

MintCcIceCream

Aw! Cutesy chapter! I don't know if it's just that I missed it or something, but do we not know the main character's name yet at this point? Hmm, I guess I'll find out.

Now for your question, I guess it depends what it is that I would or would not tell my friends. I think I would probably sink into denial, but maybe I'd tell my friends about my denial. I'm a pretty introverted person, but it would still probably depend on what it is that I would be telling or denying.

And the for the fun one, I know of one thing off the top of my head that I do just naturally almost without really thinking about it, but apparently it is really annoying. I tend to correct people's grammar when they speak, but just kind of mumble it under my breath when they say something grammatically incorrect. I also have a really bad habit of biting my nails.

This whole responding to questions thing is fun. And I'm just going to pretend that you don't care about my obnoxiously long and pointless rambling reviews and continue with them anyway.

Good luck writing and with life and everything! Love the story so far! And this chapter!

Love,

MintCcIceCream

Aww! Two chapters in and I can tell this is going to be a wonderfully delightful story. I can't wait to go on and read more!

Now to answer the question:

I've never been in love personally, but I guess this really comes down to whether or not loneliness or heartbreak is more painful. In my non-existent love life experience, loneliness isn't that bad, so I'd go against the cliches and say that it's better to have never loved at all. If we're talking about love as in marriage/soul mate/blah blah blah love. But you can never have too much friend love! )

Enough of my ramblings. Good luck writing and with life and everything! LOVE THE STORY SO FAR! AND THE CHAPTER!

Love,

MintCcIceCream

This story is so... I'm not sure how to describe it. It's like Psych 101 or something. Well, not really. But, yeah, anyway... It is also really sad. And not the terrible sad, like it's awful, but the I want to cry kind of sad. Something out the inner workings of someone's mind just makes me want to burst into tears. You know what I mean? I don't know, maybe it's just me. But these a lot going on with her that's just kind of...sad.

By the way, what's her name? I just realized that I totally forgot it. Lol.

I love everything about this story. The interludes.. the whole gritty-beautiful part is gorgeous.

Did you redo this chapter? Because I read it and I don't quite remember this... but it says I did review. Maybe I read it last time too fast and didn't quite soak it all in, but I don't think I wouldn't missed this, because I am in serious LOVE with this chapter!

Either way, I'm sorry because I think I am getting old and senile way too fast and I am just going to review again. I mean, hey... free review, eh? :)

I just wanted to say that the last two conversations between her and Bryant (the IM one and then the real life one) made my night. I absolutely love the IM one (is it IM?), it's so philosophical and I learn so much about the two of them. I can relate to it a lot, too, because I am like the happy medium of the two - I am so much like Bryant, but I still have this "I am a realist" thing going on that kind of stifles a lot of my Bryant-like qualities. It was just weird to read this, because, well, it was like reading my own thoughts.

As for the last one, I think it just shows how the two are becoming so close in real life. I love that, and they're just so dang adorable :)

But I realized something when I was reading this, and you have to promise not to make fun of me because it's a cheesy, stupid observation but I feel the need to enlighten you anyway. I understand now why I love your writing so much: simply because it reminds me of LOVE so much. You've got all those feelings down, those larger-than-life emotions that feel like poetry running through your veins with every breath you take (does that make sense? Because that's how it feels with me.) And all of those simple things that usually wouldn't mean a thing suddenly means the world, and they seem like the most beautiful things you've ever encountered. You feel like you're becoming this artist overnight because of it all. And that is my observation. I hope you take it as a good sign because it definitely is :) (and I promise I'm not crazy... I'm just tired and kind of sick and completely and utterly stressed out, which I guess is pretty much crazy, but whatever.)

Oh, and I wanted to say congrats on all the SKOW nominations! If anyone deserves it, it's you :) Good luck!

With the hope that you have an utterly brilliant day,

Maria

"...I want a boy who can teach me how to play a guitar, how to trust, how to believe in living and believe in breathing and singing and laughing and dancing and loving and flying and dreaming. I want a boy who can make me believe in him even though he doesn't fully believe in himself yet. I want a boy who can make me believe in myself."

Ah. That was truly inspirational. 8D

Well, a lot of things in your story were inspirational. I think my favorite part of the story was that italicized section where Ella was talking about how she wanted to be the bright girl, the mysterious, dark girl, and the girl that just "is" all at the same time, except the girl that just "is" the most.. Because that's exactly how I feel.

Maybe because of those parts when I could remember thinking/doing exactly the same, Ella, despite being somewhat typical (in my opinion, because I've seen several pessimists that are actually quite the optimist out there), feels so...real. Like a (semi) cliche converted into a non-cliche form.

And I really like that "Peter Pan complex" quality you added in, too. The freeway symbolism was...yeah, deep.

Ah...I have no idea why I end up writing so much, because honestly, I know nothing. I have no critic talents in me, and I honestly don't say anything useful. But reviews are always great for the fictionpress author's soul, so yes. I'll continue ranting.

...Actually, I've kind of forgotten all the deep things I thought up while reading this fic. :P But generally, I meant to say, I liked it. The characters (except Erica irks me a little?), the comedy, the angst, the high school romance...I liked them all. Sure there's a few loose ends here and there, but I'm sure you'll be able to pull them together towards the end.

Oh, right. How did I find your story among the hundred billion here? Well, I was stalking SKoW for the first time in ages, and I happend to find you in the nominations.

And I voted for your piece about the girl who cuts stars from soup cans in the drabble section. :D I might vote for "Maybe" too, but I haven't read all the stories for that column. But I probably will, because I'm much too lazy to read all of them. (...)

Anyway, I know. I'm a wonderful person.

I just reread little sections of this story, and kind of fell in love all over again. You are so talented, especially in your ability to convey emotion and feeling. The bit and the end of chapter 12 about love, "I think I know what love is..." is one of the most beautiful things I've ever read. It leaves me speechless every time.

That's really terrible that someone stole your work. *virtual hug* I've heard that saying about originality, too, and it rings some truth. I really dislike full-out plagiarism, though. I hope it stops happening to you. It's really a stupid thing to plagiarize because those who do can get into so much legal trouble, not to mention the fact that they know it's not their writing that's getting praised. Feel free to rant. I don't mind.

- Thalia Demuse (formerly Cinnia Aine)

That's terrible, beyond terrible. Stupid people. Hope this aside all as been well and we might see something from you soon. I miss you.

so the highway is a metaphor for life. it's her way of leaving childhood behind. life is pulling her away from childhood and forcing her to grow up. she has no idea where she's going, whether to follow her heart, or not. her dad knowing where she's going, I guess, is him telling her to go to harvard law or nyu to study business. because she hasn't completely matured yet, and is still a child at heart, she trusts him, and will most probably do what he tells her to.

the weirdest discussion that o had was whether or not bras with yellow ducks make you happy...with a guy.

my favourite words are shitastic and awesomepossum.