Mistakes e.d + g.d

Chapter 2

Mari's POV:
My heart sank.

I'm going to be the school's new laughing stock. No doubt about it.

I put my head in my hands and just squeezed my eyes shut as tight as I could.

Can this please be a dream I need to wake up right now.

I ran my fingers through my long wavy brunette hair and Jayde's eyes widened.

"30,000 views... 35, 38, 40,000 views!" She screamed.

"Are you happy about this?" I whined.

"You're going to be famous! Of course I am!" She smiled.

"I'm going to be famous for the worst reason!" I whined.

"You can turn it into a good reason, use this fame to expose your singing!" She cheered.

"Um are you forgetting... I don't sing you do." I laughed.

"We could sing together!" She smiled.

"Okay so there will be a beautiful angel singing with a donkey in the background." I said sarcastically.

"You're not that bad!" She laughed.

Jayde looked down at her phone and gasped, "75,000 views!"

"HOW ARE SO MANY PEOPLE WATCHING THIS!" I screamed.

I threw on a casual Jack and Jack t-shirt and some athletic shorts and went downstairs.

Cameron was sitting at the table, with his iPhone out, eyes wide.

"Mari..." He gulped.

"SHUT UP!" I yelled running out the door.

Holy shit.

Cameras everywhere.

Microphones in my face.

"Are you aware your video is going towards a half million views?"

"Was that video staged?"

"Are you really that socially awkward?"

I turned around and ran inside.

People are going to find out I live with Cameron Dallas.

People are going to pry into my history.

My life will never be the same.

I bent over grabbing my knees, panting. No no no this can't be happening.

My phone buzzed with a text from Grayson.

Grayson: wanna come tutor me now instead of tomorrow?

Me: I think I'll get mobbed if I walk outside.

Grayson: I'm used to it I'll drive around back and pick you up.

Me: Fine.

I feel like Grayson just uses me to get good grades so he can stay on the football team.

It sucks, being invisible. All of the Notables (populars) HATE ME. For no reason at all. But if they need a little study buddy they'll put on a smile and pull out their wallet.

I hate them but I need the money to buy myself tickets to a Shawn Mendes concert.

I watched the back window and sure enough Grayson sneakily pulled up.

"JAYDE, CAMERON, I AM GOING TO TUTORING." I yelled and ran out the door to the car.

"Holy shit! That's a lot of paparazzi!" Grayson gasped.

"Over me being an idiot." I mumbled.

Grayson chuckled, "That video was pretty..."

"Horrible!" I finished.

We pulled out of the driveway but a car started to follow us.

Paparazzi

"Grayson we are being followed!" I yelled.

He sped up the car and took a turn the opposite direction of his house.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Just trust me." He said softly.

We sped down the road and after taking a few more turns we made it to the mall.

The paparazzi pulled in so Grayson grabbed my arm and we ran through the store.

He pulled me into Victoria's Secret with a smirk on his face.

Uh oh.