You're So Awkward! A Damon Fizzy FanFic

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Hi guys! Yes, I know I just updated yesterday, but I've got 304 reads! Because you guys are so awesome, I'm giving you a bonus chapter this week!!

••Trigger Warning••

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It was my father.

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Why wasn't he in jail?

Where's mom?

Did he kill her?

The last thought was the hardest for me to think. I couldn't imagine life without my mom. As I thought that, she walked in. I sighed with relief.

"Oh Stella! You're home! This is my, friend. His name is Matt." She said friend in a weird way that made me suspect more.

Matt turned around.

Other than the same black hair, he looked nothing like my father. His features were a lot more gentle than my fathers' stern ones. His eyes were happy and grass green eyes (yes I called them grass green Thats how green they were) unlike my fathers black, unforgiving eyes.

"Hi Stella." He smiled.

"Hi." I said quietly. I don't like meeting new people.

PLEASE WONT YOU PUSH ME FOR THE LAST TIME, LETS SCREAM 'TIL THERE'S NOTHING LEFT...

My phone blared. Becca was calling.

"I'll be back." I said and walked down the hall. As I answered, I heard Matt ask "Was that King For A Day?"

I think I like him already.

"Hello?"

"Hi!! How was your date?" I could practically HEAR her wiggle her eyebrows. I laughed.

"Fun, Damon tripped and had to buy more popcorn, and came back with about 50 bags of candy along with popcorn." I laughed a little.

"Ha, I can see that. He trips a lot in StarBucks. This one time..." We had about an hour long conversation about tripping people. I hung up and walked to the living room. I talked with Matt and my mom for a while. I learned he was the police officer who had helped my mom with my dad.

Soon he left, and went to my room. I grabbed my laptop and turned it on. I pulled up YouTube and searched Damon Fizzy. I clicked on his channel and watched a buttload of his videos. I learned about his anxiety, that he liked Sleeping With Sirens too, and that he wanted to dye his hair blue.

I know how to do that.

I can dye hair, and I was actually going to dye it red tomorrow. I shut my compter off and climbed into bed, thinking about Damon. Maybe I could help him with his hair...

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Hi guys!! I know I updated yesterday, but you deserve another chapter!! I have over 300 reads because of you, and you're just so amazing!! I love you guys so much, thank you!!! I'll update as soon as I can next week, and then I'll continue once a week!! Thank you guys so much!! Have an amazing week until the next chapter! Guess my favorite color and have a chapter dedicated to you!

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Rereading this story makes me despise my 12 year old self even more oh god please strike me with lightning I am dying here did I think I was cool?!?