The Joys And Pains Of Writing Fanfiction

Chapter One

''...Taking her in his arms he brushed the wisps of hair out of her eyes and gazed lovingly into them.

'And there's no other place that I would rather be,' he whispered before his lips crushed down on hers. The end!'

I reread the final chapter one more time before I hit publish. Sighing with relief, I close my laptop and stretch my arms.

I glance at the clock on my night stand.

Holy! It's two-thirty in the morning. Where did the time go?

I knew where it went, I finished my story. Not that I'm complaining, I love writing. I especially love to write about my favorite band, R5. The only thing better then writing about R5 is writing about Riker Lynch in R5. He's so dreamy, especially in my stories.

When I write I get lost in the world I made up. I can tour with my favorite band, get married, date super hot rock stars, the list is endless. I love writing. Sometimes it's better then reality.

I stand up from my desk and my phone starts playing my favorite song, Smile.

I dive for my bed where I left it laying, and roll my eyes.

"Becca," I hiss into my phone. "It's late and everyone here is sleeping. I just got my phone back, I don't need it taken away because you call me in the middle of the night!"

Becca Evans is my best friend. We met three years ago when my mom and I moved here and I started high school in LA.

She laughs, "Why is your ringer on silly? Oh, I know so you can hear Riker sing to you!"

I can feel the heat rise in my cheeks.

I ignore her, "Why are you calling me?"

"Because Evie, I just finished Forever Yours."

"And?"

"I loved it! I laughed, I cried! Oh my god Evie, it was awesome!" Becca exclaims.

"Thanks."

"Really you out did yourself. Great job!" She gushes on. "What are you going to write about next?"

"I don't know."

"Liar, you have fifty stories running rapid through that head of yours."

I laugh. "We'll see how this one does."

"It'll do great, like all your other stories do. Look you already have twenty-five views."

"I do?" I cross my room to my Macbook and open it up. Becca's right, I do have twenty-five views. "Doesn't anyone sleep anymore?"

"You should do a series," she suggests.

"An R5 series?"

"Yeah, they could meet in one book, date in another, fall in love, and whatever else you can imagine."

"That's the problem, I can imagine a lot."

Becca giggles. "That's why you are such a great writer and one of the most popular on Wattpad."

"No I'm not," I argue.

"Yes, you are," Becca rolled her eyes. "Today in study hall, the buzz was your story. Maddy, Sophie and Kaitlin love them all, but their favorite is 'Falling For You'!"

I roll my eyes, "I find it hard to believe that the most popular girls in school like my stories."

"Well they do... you should tell everyone that you are SmileyR5."

"No, I shouldn't!"

"I don't understand why you won't tell anyone. What's the big deal?"

"The big deal is, Becca, I don't want everyone to know. It would be weird. People looking at me all the time and asking me questions. No, I'll tell the story."