In case you're too lazy to read the "friend's only" entry, then this will sum everything up: This journal contains what I live for and what I'll die for. It has rants, expressive moments, and of course, fangirling. Oh, and the entries you'll see below that are public, are public for a reason.

It's called fan fiction, and yes, I write them. If you conclude immediately to the thoughts of some obsessive girl who writes bullshit based on her favourite characters in in her favourite movie.. then close this. You're too narrow minded for me. I love to write especially in this genre because of what I can do with it. I love the world created. I love the complexity of the characters and the layers you're able to peel away from them. I love it because I can create.

That being said, that's pretty much it. That's all.

Why She Left Us
Author: Coleen/ musicinferno 
Rating: Don't worry, no nudity. Work safe, indeed.
Pairing: Andy/Miranda
Summary: Sometimes, you must be left in order to realize the love that was given. That was Miranda's logic.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story that are related to The Devil Wears Prada. No, I don't make money off of it so no infringement is needed. I just want to make people happy, thank you very much.
Author's Note:  A prompt from Coco, a story created based on the title given. So for letting me release and express what I usually can't, I dedicate this one-shot fic tomadampresident . Also to surena_13  , quiethearted , and wiser_dachshund . You all know why. 

 

( Miranda hated hearing those words. )

Leave It To Us.
CHAPTER 4: Dear God..
Author: Coleen / musicinferno
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Miranda/Andy, Miranda/Doug (Not what you think, honestly.)
Summary: It's clear you want her, and she wants you. Completely and totally. But you won't act on it. Neither will she. Leave it to my sister, he, and I to make that happen. We do take on after you, right mom? Therefore, we are capable of anything.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story that are related to The Devil Wears Prada. No, I don't make money off of it so no infringement is needed. I just want to make people happy, thank you very much.
Author's Note: If you don't know, Co-op is a course taken in high school in which you get placed in the work field. Whether it's in education, fashion, fitness, etc.. it is possible to be placed in areas according to your interest of exploration. Basically you sign up for which area you want to go to (you have to write down the manager, address, etc, and actually see if they want to take students into mentoring), set up an interview, and wait for a call back. Cassidy and Caroline are taking the two credit course in this fic, meaning they only spend half a day in class. If you're still unclear, don't be shy to ask! 
Author's Note, Again: Sorry the POV is different. I couldn't write this chapter in first person. It was really difficult for me. 

( “Harry Potter girl!” She pointed at the window of the door. “It's true! She's in love with Mom!” )

In a Matter of Time.
PART TWELVE 
Author: Coleen / musicinferno
Rating: PG-13: language, I assume.
Pairing: Miranda/Andy (to an extent)
Summary: (Takes place in time of the movie, except with a younger Andy. Miranda's still the same age.) After a series of unfortunate events, Miranda and a younger Andy meet forcefully on the streets of New York. But when Miranda takes the girl under her wing and vows to care for her, to what extent and why? It's Miranda's secret, and only she should know. Is this the girl she's been waiting for? Is this the girl she needs?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story that are related to The Devil Wears Prada. No, I don't make money off of it so no infringement is needed. I just want to make people happy, thank you very much.
Author's Note: Some constructive criticism is greatly appreciated and words of encouragement as well! (Still a noob with this whole thing) I didn't get a beta for this, but I've read it over quite a few times and am sure there aren't THAT many errors. Sorry if it ruins the mood. Thank you for being so kind with the comments (and you silent readers out there), I really did get motivated by them!


( She felt her hands clench with anger, veins run with adrenaline, and heart pump with hatred as she imagined the hurt her Andrea felt. )