Chapter 25 - They Say Bad Things About My Accent

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After dinner me and Amelia talked about boys, work, school and relationship stuff, then she went to bed but I stayed awake; Finally I was able to have some time for TV shows and luckily I caught a Supernatural episode.

There was I, shipping Castiel and Dean as hard as Sedex when my phone rang; at this point after the other text messages I had received from George and how long he had taken to answer me, I wasn’t gonna have my hopes up expecting to be him. And good of me to do that, because it wasn’t him:

From: Ella Henderson

Hey, check sugarscape! And twitter too! You have to tell me everything tomorrow! xx

I opened my aunt’s laptop and entered on the site. Right in the homepage an article about George. And me.

“WHO IS THE MYSTERIOUS SHELLEY’S GIRL?” The headline said, I scrolled down and read the story:

On this Monday evening George Shelley from X Factor Boyband Union J was seen with mysterious brunette girl outside the Corinthia Hotel. And you may think that this was just another fan getting a picture or an autograph. But other girls that were in the scene say she didn’t have any camera or pen and paper around. A fan told us she saw her arriving with the rest of the band! Can she be the so called Laura that hangs out with Ella Henderson and Union J at the mall? In fact, they say that when George finished giving attention to the fans he turned to her, grabbed her hand and they entered in the hotel TOGETHER. Yes, this lucky girl who doesn’t seem to be from anywhere in the UK, did not only had the priviledge to have a hold of the hottie’s hand, but to enter in the X factor contestant’s place! We bet she is staying at the hotel too! Sources say she had a strange accent and is not from London. So where did this foreign mysterious lady came from? And if you don’t believe in us, you can see the pictures with your own eyes on the next page.

I grimaced at the article. Strange accent my ass! I’ve been learning English since I was 2 years old, I admit I haven’t practised in a while but I still spoke fluently. I clicked on the next page button and there were tons of photos.

Some of George and his fans, Josh and JJ giving autographs, the 3 of them together posing for a picture; But the really big ones were of me and George holding hands, I looking down at the floor avoiding the flashes and he heading at the hotel’s door with a half smile, waving at some fans. I looked horrible.

Ok, I didn’t look that horrible, but I wasn’t a really photogenic person to be honest, I couldn’t believe that pictures of me were taken! I’m not even dating George (although I’d like to).

They were starting to find out who is was. I sighed and texted Ella back:

To: Ella Henderson

Just saw sugarscape, what a bunch of crap. And I don’t have a strange accent! Damn those fangirls!

She repiled quickly:

From: Ella Henderson

Wait till you see twitter, it’s just a mess! Speaking of it, why don’t you create one?

To: Ella Henderson

I don’t know…I don’t see the point on having one really

From: Ella Henderson

Pleaseeee, it would be so cool, everyone would know who you are!

To: Ella Henderson

But what if don’t want anyone to know who I am?

From: Ella Henderson

Well, than you’re already screwed. You’re all over sugarscape, they keep having this theories and saying things they don’t know about you. You better just create it soon and show them who you are.

Ella was right. I hadn’t seen that point of view. They kept talking about me, but they didn’t know who I was. I felt lucky that no one had recognized me from the picture Ella took of us at the dressing room earlier, but I couldn’t hide myself forever. A few minutes later I had my account created, I followed some friends from Brazil and the X Factor people. I sent Ella a message to check her twitter, cause I had just post my first tweet.

@Laura18: @Sugarscape fuck you, my accent is great.

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