Life As Ariana Grande's Little Sister

✔️Prologue

Lonely.

Dorkish.

Unwanted.

Infamous.

Those are the words that describe me. My family was famous, but I wasn't. I wasn't famous, I wasn't so ambitious. I was unknown and invisible.

"Who am I, really?"

My family has wikipedia pages and famous accounts, I was unknown. Not unknown, but invisible. It's like I never existed. I'm living but I'm slowly disappearing because of the cold world. Empty, like a gum that is left with no taste but you still have to chew it for the sake of your hunger, even if your jaw gets tired of chewing.

Am I angry? Yes, I am. My own family left me for fame, and I was left alone. And heck, my only family was Ariana Grande. My sister, my playmate when we were little, my friend who always hums lullaby songs to me until I fall asleep. Everytime I see her on TV, I cry my heart out and tell her how I miss her, until I knew I was this huge idiot and I was talking to an electronic device.

She was my only sister. The only person who understands me the most. My parents left me on my Aunt Lisa's house because they told me that it was for my protection. Have you noticed the word "LEFT"? They left me for my own protection but they went on to get famous. Did you see how cruel they are? The left me! They abandoned me in the dark with such strict aunt.

My surname was changed into Sykes and I hate it. I was more comfortable with Grande, my own surname, where my life depended on for almost my whole life.

Who am I? I'm Aliana Jane Grande. I'm sixteen years old and my birthday's in August 20, 1997. Cheerleaders bully me, my friends are the greatest, and I was just this average girl from Oklahoma city.

I always called my teachers my parents and my friends were my siblings. They're my only family in my heart because they were the only ones who appreciate me. I always told them that I love them more than anything in my whole, entire life.

Ariana went on to concerts and meet and greets, she had multiple albums and TV shows. I always watch her hit TV show, Victorious where she plays as Cat Valentine and her role there was an air-head and a gullible girl. In fact, she was good! Indeed, she was one of the most attractive women in the whole universe. Like Cleopatra in Egypt and Esther in Jerusalem.

Anyway, I'm pretty much of a singer than an actor. I suck at acting, you know that? I suck at memorizing lines or being the drama queen, or anything like the lead actress. I hate bringing liters of water containing obnoxious slices of lemons. What do I love, actually? I love photography, writing stories, listen to music and most of all... I want to be a florist.

I know what you're thinking right now! That a unfamous sister of a famous sister wanted to be a Florist instead of joining her sister's career. I loved plants as much as I love my friends. I treat them like friends. I even have a small garden spot on my aunt's backyard. Tulips, Roses, Marygold, Daisies and etcetera. Mark my words... Don't be harsh to plants because if you became harsh to them, I'll kill you. Literally.

Okay so I'll stop at this point before I carry on with the next chapter of my life. And yeah, I can defy the stereotypes. But whatever, just read basically my whole life, I won't judge.

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Prologue sucks like crap. But whatever, judge me guys! Any day is judgement day (in Wattpad ofc).

Thanks again for picking this book :)

xx, sirenfatale

edited on April 21, 2015