Fake (m.g.c)

Chapter 3

"The scratch in your voice, leaves me no choice."-Waste The Night, 5 Seconds of Summer.
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•Lillian•

The first half of the day goes smoothly, and  soon it's time for lunch. Right after my encounter with Michael, I looked up a few Nirvana songs in case anyone else asks me.

I walk into the cafeteria and get my food. I then take a seat next to Ally, who waved me over.

"Hey there." She says.

"Hi." I pick at my food. It's one of those stereotypical disgusting lunches where you don't even know what it is. Ally notices my disgust.

"Want my sandwich?" She asks.

"Uh, sure." She hands me it.

I've never really had any friends beside Ally, so that's why I'm so confused as to why I'm so popular.

All the other girls who try to be my friend only want me because they want to be popular too, it's pretty obvious, so I keep to myself.

Ally and I chat for awhile before I feel someone sit down next to me. I turn my head to look at the person and am surprised.

Luke Hemmings, one of Michael's weird posse members, is sitting there.

"Hello?" I slowly say.

I didn't even know he had this lunch period. I look around and see for the first time that Michael is sitting at the lunch table across from us. I guess I never really notice anything.

"Listen, Michael told me about your conversation. You can lie or whatever about anything else, but don't even pretend when it comes to Nirvana. I hate girls like that." He says, cutting to the point.

I need to think of a lie.

"He just intimidated me. I felt that if I said that I don't like that song, he would think I'm a fake fan." I smile.

I feel a presence on the other side of me and sure enough, Michael is sitting there now.

'Then what is your favorite song?" He asks.

"Probably Smells Like Teen Spirit or About A Girl." I say, remembering what I looked up

Sure, maybe I was lying to myself and everyone else, but as long as people like me, I don't care what I have to do.

"Of course you would." Luke says sarcastically.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask.

"That's the only songs fake fans know. You're fake, Lillian, and I'm going to prove it." Michael says, getting up. He and Luke leave. Once again, I'm stuck with the question, what the hell just happened?

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Okay so this book is based off my "friend". She's been mean lately so I don't know what to call her. But anyways, she's always talking about how much she loves this band or how much she is obsessed with this singer, and when I ask her what her favorite song is, she says the most popular song they have ever done. And when I ask her if she knows anything else, she doesn't.

If you only know two songs by a person or band, that's totally fine, just don't go around saying how much you love that band and how you're the biggest fan. Be honest and I think people will have more respect for you.

Anyways, now that I'm done ranting, if you watch The Walking Dead, did you guys see the new episode. I'm so emotionally drained its not even funny. I'm just gonna go cry for a minute. Or two. Or an hour. Maybe three.

QOTC:Whats your guy's name?

Mines Erin :)

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-Erin