the wrongness of wattpadders (and sometimes the world)

what it's like on wattpad

Once upon a time, there was this totally ugly girl that everybody hated. She was so ugly that even the ugliest person on earth thought she was ugly. That ugly girl is me.

My name Lolita Dakota Lilly Veronica Leigh Mae Marie Smith. Ugh I hate my name. I hate me too! I am so ugly! I mean seriously. I have long blonde hair that is perfectly straight, and I can do anything with. But it is ugly. I got big blue orbs that are like the ocean, but they're totally my worst feature. My skin is flawless, but you know, if I get, like, really really stressed, I get an ugly pimple. I have the best curves, in all the right places (better to twerk ;*), but they look really fat. I'm so short too. I look like a little kid. Ugh. ((A/N: btw, she looks like Taylor Swift, cuz Swifty is perf. KK, bye! ;*)).

But, anyway, back to the story.

beep, beep, beep.

Ugh. I hate my alarm clock. It's so annoying! I mean, who needs to go to school anyway? I just want to be an actress or a singer, because I can sing and act. But I'm SOOOOOOOOOO ugly!!!!!! Nobody would ever want to watch me!!!!!!

I slammed my fist on my alarm clock, and totally almost broke it. And my fist! OMG I didn't want to break my hand, so I need to be careful next time.

I got out of my king sized bed because my parents are actually billionares who are actors and CEOs of this one place that I don't really care to know the name of. But nobody knows that my parents are the richest people in the world because I'm ugly and I dress like a hobo.

I walk over to my walk in closet that has all the latest fashion trends because my mom wants me to be cool because we're so rich and it looks better for her or something like that. But whatever.

I grabbed the first thing that popped out to me, which was a really expensive sparkley top that is like Marc Jacobs or something big. Then I grabbed a black, high waisted skirt that totally matched it. I grabbed my flats that I had bought at the same time I bought the outfit. Then I put on the necklaces that matched too. ((A/N: OMG someone totally needs to make me a character outfit for this, because it's like totally perf. I bet she looks so pretty in it!!!)) Then I looked in the mirror and started to cry. "I'm so ugly!"

Then I went downstairs where my three chefs were cooking the breakfast eight boys that I live (we're not related. And they're all hot and my age ;*) with. They were so hot. I'm pretty sure I had a thing going on with Romeo, because he's the hottest, and he told me he loves me.

Anyway. I was about to walk into the kitchen to eat with then stopped and cried again. "I'm too fat! I shouldn't eat!" It was a good idea. But I was already late for school. So I grabbed my car keys and went to my car. But I had to wait for my twin brother, because my parents were stupid and made us share our car. Ugh!

My brother got into the car. "Are you ready?" he asked.

"Yup!" I said, popping the p because I loved school cuz everybody loved me there. I was totally popular.

I drove almost all the way, singing along to all the songs that played on the radio which was all Taylor Swift lol!, because I sounded amazing ((A/N: BTW she totally sounds like Ariana Grande because I love Ariana Grande. She's so perf!!!!)) 

Then my brother stopped me. "Wait, we have to pick up my BFF."

So I turned the car around, which was aready at the enterance, but I had the hugest crush on my brother's BFF because he was so hot with smexy abs. How do I know he has smexy abs? Because I watch him before he gets in the shower!

Then his BFF, Harry Styles, stepped into the car. OMG you didn't know? My brother was BFFs with Harry Styles. I going to faint, but I decided to act all sexy, because that's what I do.

When we got to school, my brother got out of the car, but Justin stayed in. He leaned really close to me and said. "You're so sexy. I love you."

I shook my head. "I'm ugly!"

"No. You're so sexy. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I'm going to kidnap you, marry you, get you preggers, then totally turn you into a vampire."

I turned to him with my mouth open. "You're a vampire?"

"No. I'm a werewolf. And you're my mate."

"I love you, Justin Bieber," I whispered.

"Now let me kidnap you."

"Can it wait? I have cheerleading practice after school. I'm totally the head cheerleader and I need to kick a few people off the team because they didn't like a picture I posted to Facebook last night."

He nodded. "Okay. I'll see you afterward."

I waved then went inside only to be pushed to the ground.

"OMG, you're such a bitch!"

I looked up to see my worst nemisis, the cheerleading captain, Jamie. I hate cheerleading and cheerleaders. They're so annoying and bitchy. That's why I'm on the dance team. They're so much better and not everybody is as stuck up and ready to steal your boyfriend as all the cheerleaders.

"Why would you do that?" I cried.

"You're so ugly! Nobody likes you. That's why I did that. Nobody likes a nerd like you!"

She was right. I had no friends and nobody loved me. I should just spend the day in the library because I don't have anything to do.

But then the coolest guy in school, and the total bad boy, Logan stepped up. "Jamie, stop it! I'm breaking up with you because you're so mean!"

Jamie started to cry. "Why? You're so stupid! I hate you!" Then she ran off because she looked so ugly.

Logan walked up to me with a smile. "I love you. You made me change! I'm not a bad boy anymore!"

"OMG, really?" I said. "I love you too!"

"Let's ride away in the sunset on my motorcycle and get married!"

The end!

((A/N: guyz i'm crying. it was so amazing! get me one million votes and i'll post the sequel. totally has a huge fight scene with all the guyz that love ... what's her name? Anyway. 1 million likes!!!!))

*****

Excuse me while I go take an acid bath because I feel contaminated. You may think this is totally ridiculous, but I swear to god, there are stories like this out there. I mean, it is just a bunch of things that I have seen mixed together, and I am not kidding about this. One time, I had a request to make a cover for a One Direction fan fic where they all are werewolves and all have the same mate. Are you fucking serious?

Please learn how to make a plot. You can't just write a story because you heard a song on the radio. Well you can, as long as you understand the meaning of the song and use that as your plot. But one idea cannot just pop into your head and that's a story. You need to dwell on that idea, form it, shape it, use big words.

What I'm most shocked about is that these are the kind of stories that you would find with a lot of reads. The well written books are usually hidden underneath these plotless pieces of shit. Why do people prefer this over anything else this is 500% better? Why are people such morons? Seriously? Why?

And if you are guilty of this, GTFO, pay attention in English class, then you may come back.

This is a possiblity when you learn how to write that you will be accepted back with open arms.