Hey besties, this is a Clairo fanfic. Don't get worried when she's not in the first chapter or two, you'll get there I promise. Enjoy!
An opportunity is always an opportunity, unless you let it slip away. An opportunity is an opportunity, no matter what. That's what I have to tell myself at least. Remembering those words brought me peace when nothing else could. So despite the saying being sort of simple, and lacking of a solid meaning, I've been repeating it for years. Before my auditions, before going to class each day: every time I felt inferior to my own doubts, It's comforted me.
I squeeze my eyes shut while I whisper these words so softly, none of my neighbours will even feel the breath. I repeat my mantra over and over until the words feel begin to fake and lose all definition. I will succeed. I will not let my family down. If success is thousands of miles away from my home, so be it. I am strong and brave - and nobody can tell me otherwise.
My fingers start to unclench and the scattered
inhaling evens. I look at my surroundings for what might be the first time. My seat is in between two men, both tall and fairly scary. I divert my gaze away before they notice. The lights are off; most of the passengers slept through the ride. I then spot a tv screen and a snack tray attached to the seat in front of me.
Yes, I'm terrified. But maybe that's a good thing? I think a healthy dose of fear is natural when venturing off on your own. But I know myself, and I know that it's well more than a healthy dose. I won't let it consume me this time. I won't let this opportunity slip away.
"All passengers head back to your seats as we start our decent. Welcome to LA!"
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Staged (a Clairo fan fiction)
FanfictionEnjoy this dumb little Clairo fanfic! This is a story about my character Eve Grayson and Claire Cottrill. (I think we all know who the character is based off of, but just project yourself onto her and enjoy the cuteness) Anyway, here's a fancy descr...
