Naming your chapters

Glasgow Girl giggled. "I'm sure I'll regret that soon."

Color me tartan

Glasgow Girl sighed softly to herself ‘well, I’m toast,’ she thought.

The streetlights were just turning to amber as Glasgow Girl picked up her pace.

There are two kinds of people in the world: Those who breathe music, and those who don't.

Somewhere, between the dreamer and certainty, Fate unfolds.

My dearest diary, I come again in darkness...

I had a dream last night...

In the aftermath of silence, I still seek your name...

"I really can't believe you're doing this."

With a move she knew Renn wouldn't be expecting, she quickly reached out and yanked the envelope out of her hand.