How it all started (Dan Howell fanfic)

Chapter 1

A/N Hey guys this is my first ever Wattpad story so please be nice thanks. Sorry if it sucks i just really wanted to write this. Also sorry if I get some details about general London wrong because I'm actually from New Zealand, so I guess just keep that in mind if you decide to read it. Okay thank you and enjoy (unedited) !!!!! xx

For some horrific reason I had decided to re-read The Maze Runner series, I had tried so hard to block out the dreaded page 250 that when the Scorch Trials trailer came out I had completely forgotten and read the series in less then a day really proving the worthiness of my life considering that day was Friday night and my room mate Cassie had gone out to socialize whatever that meant anyway. I was sitting on my floor in the middle of a gigantic mountain of tissues and empty lolly wrappers spooning mouthful after mouthful of chocolate ice cream into my already ice numb lips. Why did this always happen? I looked around trying to find that packet of Malteasers I had left myself for moral support. After endless searching I finally found the little red bag, I happily went to pour the rest of them down my throat until I realised that I had eaten them all. Fabulous. Now I was going to have to go outside with the rest of humanity just to get some more. How could this day get any worse? I frowned into the empty bag hoping to magically make it full again, sadly it didn't work. I sighed; well I defiantly wasn't going now so I'll have to go in the morning. Once I was ready for bed I pulled my beloved MacBook Pro onto my lap and cuddled into my blanket. "Hello again Mac, it's good to see you again." I whispered to my named laptop. Yes he's called Mac don't judge my baby. After four hours of Netflix I finally decided that 4:00am nights were not good for my sleeping schedule.

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I woke up to Cassie shaking me awake, "Hey Makayla, Makayla, MAKAYLA WAKE UP," She had resorted to screaming in my ear. Not cool Cassie, not cool. "Go away Cassie, it's Saturday and I need to recover from last nights fangirl attack," I groaned. "Well," She said in a very pissed off tone, "I'm going for a run with Liam again" She smiled while looking down. "Freak, who the hell runs when they can eat," I muttered. "UGH Makayla you don't understand and Liam runs that's who runs."  She said pleased that she could finally have a come back even if it was pretty lame. "Well, are you sure he's not trying to run away from you." I smiled evilly somewhere in her direction, I still wasn't really functioning considering it was the unholy hours of 8:00am. She was mad now. This is not good. I watched as she calmly walked over to my curtains and pulled them apart, the wicked sunlight spilled into my room before I tried to hide under my sheets but it was like she could read my mind as she slowly pulled them out of my hands. Naturally I fell onto the hard floor, ass first of course. I was exposed to humanity and forced out of my bed, I quickly contemplated my revenge but she was already gone. "Bitch!" I called but she didn't me. We had been best friends since we we're eleven; I honestly had no idea why. We were consistently bickering and the only thing we had in common was our love for Teen Wolf and Dylan O'Brien. He was mine of course though. I walked into the bathroom and stared at my reflection. My long black hair flowed all the way to my butt. My ultra light blue eyes had always run in my family, although I was the only one in my family to have existent cheekbones. My pale skin was completely clear apart from the birthmark above my right eye. It had the shape of a round little ball and was the size of a thumbnail. I guess I wasn't the worst looking girl in the world but I had always longed for Cassie's tan skin and brown-blonde ombre hair. After about 10 years of trying to tame my lion's mane, I eventually wandered over to the kitchen. I had one priority and one priority only. Food. I poured myself a big bowl of Lucky Charms. I yawned really regretting my four hours of sleep. Stupid Cassie. Then I remember Cassie was gone I had the house all to myself. It seemed like seconds before I had Muse's new album Drones blasting full volume through the entire house. I screamed the lyrics completely off tune but that didn't matter.

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I had just finished my performance of Reapers by taking a bow and screaming "Thank you London!" into my hairbrush when I heard giggling from behind me. I turned around to see both Cassie and Liam applauding my performance. Before anything else could happen I sprinted to my room. I needed my moral support and fast. Damn it, I really needed those Malteasers.