Everyday I am online. Everyday I am fangirling. I'm addicted. It's my life. It is surely better than the life I live anyways. I hate school and not just because it is difficult, but because of the people. They are cruel to me. They hate me. I do nothing to them but they hate on me everyday. It's my life and I just have to deal with it.
Ding!
Alyssa you're so ugly, move your dumbass somewhere else. Great, another one. Just hate for no reason. I try not to let it get to me but it's not that easy. I have been getting shame since 5th grade, it's now two years later and it still hasn't stopped. One would think that someone who has gone through it for many years wouldn't let it affect them but it's not that easy. It gets to the point where it affects me and makes me insecure. I know I shouldn't be, but I just can't help it.
"Alyssa get your ass down here and clean," yelled my mother from the bottom of the stairs. After school my life consists of schoolwork, cleaning, schoolwork, cleaning and schoolwork, in that order. It is quite annoying for I barely have time on my iPod but it's my life. I gotta do what I gotta do.
About halfway through cleaning the cat-hair infected couch my sister, 16, burst through the door in tears. This could mean one of two things: another member left One Direction left or her boyfriend broke up with her. I believe it's the latter of the two. She has a new boyfriend every week. Every week she bursts through the door crying her eyes out. It has become usual here. Although it happens every week and I'm used to it, it is still annoying. I have to comfort her every time this happens and every time I fall behind on cleaning and my work.
I have to clean all day everyday, except for school. Which isn't much of an upgrade for I have no friends there. And the only one's who hang out with me just turn their back on me when I'm not there. Luckily I am not like modern day Cinderella and have to clean 24/7 with a rude family, I love my family. They provide for me, they take care of me through sickness and in health, and most of all, they love me. They are a good family. However, they are a lazy one; thus I am left to do all the chores.
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By the time I finished everything and settled down it was ten o'clock. This was the time I was usually done with chores and homework. But something was unusual when I launched Instagram... I had a direct message. On my fan account, I have a decent amount of followers but it's rare that I ever get a DM.
Before I went to see the mysterious message, I decided to read some comments first. They all read along the lines of I love your account so much omfg goals and You are so funny lmao. A huge smile spread across my face. My followers have brought me happiness ever since I made this account in 5th grade, the same time the hate started. It is a fan account for the best four boys my age; Carson Lueders, MattyB, Johnny Orlando, and Hayden Summerall. My favorite was Carson, there is just something about him out of the others that stands out to me the most. I just can't figure it out.
I created the accounts to support them. Some people, not that I care, just make them to get noticed. I would like to get noticed but I think we should support them rather then just to try and get their attention. However, that is just my lame opinion that no one would care about. I do care about these boys though. The account and supporting them has got me through so much in the past two years.
Ding! Interrupting me from my thoughts was another direct message? Wow.
I thought I should check the first one I got. As I clicked the DM box and was shocked to what I found. The messages were from the same person. The messages were from someone I never expected to see messaging me! Never mind messaging me twice! I was scared to see what it said but my hands were a step further than me because they already clicked the messages.
Author's Note
Hey guys! I thought I would write a book. Thus, here you are reading it. It is my first book that I am going to carry forth so I hope you like it! Thanks for reading and be sure to vote and comment. Thanks for reading.
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FanfictionAlyssa Brown is a 12 year old fangirl. She is young, but that doesn't stop her from doing whatever, or whoever she wants... to some extend that is. She is confident, yet shy. She clams up within sight of a new person approaching. No one at school ca...