Disclaimer: I do not own "As told by Ginger" or any part there of. The following story does involve slash (male/male relationships) and possible future Yuri (Female/Female relationships) If you are not comfortable with this in anyway, please turn back now. Otherwise, please enjoy.

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Midnight in the Park

Prelude - Put it in Writing

Dear Diary,

Today has indeed been an interesting day. I woke up at Courtney's house (where I had spent the night) only to find that the alarm had gone off, unnoticed by either one of us, and had thus been turned off by Winston who had not bothered to wake us. (Apparently we looked to "Adorable" cuddled together on Courtney's bed) (Why did he have to say adorable) Anyways, we wasted no time in getting ready because I wanted to be home with enough time to get the house clean before mom gets home, but I couldn't keep myself from staring from time to time as Courtney fussed over getting her hair just perfect after a night of tossing and turning. Once we finally got ready we gathered my things and set them by the front door so that Winston could load them into the limo while we woke the boys. That's where the days big surprise came in.

We were just walking along calmly, having a rather nice session of girl talk when the door to Blake's room just seemed to appear out of no where. I pushed it open gently, trying not to scare them awake if at all possible, but neither of us was ready for what we saw. Lying in Blake's bed were both Carl and Blake, both completely naked with Blake sprawled rather obviously over Carl's bare body. It was no hard guess as to what they had been doing all night, even Courtney figured that out. Unfortunately after the few seconds it took for her to realize what had happened she flipped. I had to drag her away from the door, my hand over her mouth to keep her from attracting any more attention. I finally calmed her down and helped her to accept the idea, but it didn't seem like she much enjoyed the idea of a same sex relationship. Too bad.

Ginger

Looking down at the words she just wrote Ginger allows a single tear to slip from the corner of her eye down her cheek and splash gently against the page of her open journal, shattering to a thousand tiny pieces never to be seen again. With her true emotion now marking the page she closes the small book and returns it to it's proper place, all the while thinking of what could have been.

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And thus the new story is born, or rather continued. Sorry it took so long but I finally got sick of waiting myself and figured I would just finish the story myself. This is only the Prelude, my little way of reminding you what happened all those months ago when the first story ended, so please bear with me, I plan to have an actual chapter up soon. Thanks for reading, please review if you get the chance, I love to hear from the readers, even the flames because it at least lets me know you are reading. Latta.

MK