Ellis in Wattpadland

Chapter One: Wattpad Really Sucks You In

Chapter One
Wattpad Really Sucks You In

From: Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll

A/N: Each chapter in this novel is written in the style of either a Wattpad author, or a famous novelist you will most certainly recognize. I'll identify the author and their novel at the beginning of each chapter. This chapter, as noted above, is in the style of Alice In Wonderland by Lewis Carroll.

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It was the weekend, and Lori Ellis had two glorious days off. Two magnificent days in which to get everything done that she loved. And what Lori loved above all else was to write stories.

"How wonderful to have two whole days to do with whatever I should wish!" Lori enthused. "I hardly know where to start! But before I set to work I think I could spend just a few minutes catching up on some Wattpad stories I have been following."

And then it was Sunday.

"Why, I can hardly understand!" Lori thought quite loudly. "I was sure I had two days, and here I am with only one. I shall get busy immediately, for I should hate to find that this day might slip by so easily as yesterday. It is still very early, and I have plenty of time to write if I get started immediately. But first, I shall have a quick conversation with a friend on Wattpad. That way if I should need a second opinion while writing I shall have someone readily to speak with."

And then it was 9:00pm.

"Well this is troubling," Lori said out loud. "I've done everything possible to make myself productive. I wrapped myself in my warm blanket before sitting at the computer. I've made myself plenty of snacks so I wouldn't be hungry or thirsty. I've positioned the cat on me and the blanket in such a way that I can still type with one hand. And still I can't get anything done! What more is a girl to do?"

Lori read another Wattpad story before deciding, "It must be that my chair is not quite right!"

Lori had an old adjustable office chair. It had two levers underneath, as well as a large knob on the back. Turning the knob resulted in no effect whatsoever, and so Lori would turn it often, curious about what it could possibly mean. However she had no time to waste and so today she ignored the knob. One lever raised and lowered the chair, however she couldn't see that the problem was of the raising and lowering sort. So Lori considered the final lever.

Now Lori had little experience with this lever. You see, its intent was to allow the chair to lean back even further than it already was, and it was already leaning back rather far. The lever was also in an awkward position, under and almost directly behind the seat of Lori's old office chair. Reaching the lever was not easy, particularly while wrapped in a blanket with a cat perched on one shoulder. But Lori was determined, and after turning around and then precariously balancing in the chair she found she could just reach the lever with one finger, managing to give it a tug...

There is a moment when, as your office chair collapses backwards, you experience a certain dread that the face you are rather fond of looking at in the mirror every day is about to receive a serious rug burn. Lori experienced this moment, but just for a moment.

There is another moment when, having experienced the catastrophic backward collapse of your chair and yet not having experienced the expected facial rug burn, you experience a wonderful exhilaration and say "Whoo hoo! I survived that!"

Eventually this exhilaration wears off, and there is a third moment when you begin to seriously question what has happened to the floor, gravity, and your face. Lori looked around, startled, and realized she had fallen into a rather deep hole in her floor, directly behind her chair, and therefore in the exact centre of her bedroom, of which she had no prior knowledge.

"Well that was convenient, but also not," Lori said, as she appeared to have plenty of time to say whatever needed saying. She continued to plummet, very far or perhaps very slowly, she was not all together certain which. And as she fell she passed many, many shelves, containing many, many books, but also icons and profiles and comments and clubs and discussions and contests and followers and reading lists and...

"My goodness!" exclaimed Lori. "I've been sucked into Wattpad!"

Lori looked down, or at least in the direction which currently seemed to serve as down in her ongoing plunge, and what she saw worried her. She was falling toward a large, black and white swirly thing, like a cheap special effect from a particularly bad 1960s science fiction television program. Lori had little time to prepare herself before she disappeared into the swirly thing with a disturbing 'bloop' sound.

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A/N: That's chapter one! Tune in tomorrow - Same Bat-time, same Bat-channel!