"Hey Jacob," I replied with a semi-cool tone. My heart was beating faster than I'll ever run.
"Your voice sounds familiar," He said, "Who are you?"
"I'm that girl you gave the note to at the meet and greet!" I chirped, not realizing I'm supposed to be cool, "I'm Alana."
"Oh yeah, hey there sugar bear." The words seemed to flow out of his mouth like a river. I dig that, but why did he call me sugar bear?
"Hey butternut!" I said, a little too loudly. He said nothing for a couple of seconds after that. I immediately regretted saying butternut. Who the hell calls Jacob Sartorius butternut!?
Ignoring my rough compliment, he kept taking. "I was totally digging your pigtails and your curves. You're truly one of a kind."
I almost said, "Like doctor Pepper!" but then I would've made everything worse. Wait a second... He said I had curves!
"Oh no, silly, I'm just fat."
"No way Alana! I think your beautiful..."
My heart sank to my butthole again.
"Jacob! You're making me fart," I giggled, and about twelve farts escaped my buttocks.
"Oh..." He sounded disappointed.
"Jacob, I'm so sorry." A tear escaped my eye.
But he already hung up.
Why do I suck so much?
SORRY FOR ANOTHER SHORT CHAPTER😭😭😭
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Basorexia: A Jacob Sartorius Fanfic #Wattys2017
FanfictionAlana is the epitome of ugly, but not in Jacob's eyes. . DISCLAIMER:⚠️ I don't like Jacob Sartorius in real life. I made this story as a joke and my friends like it so I'm pretty much doing this for them. This story isn't supposed to be serious lol.
