Just a Contest

just another tweet

I felt sun on my face and squinted my eyes as a hand touched my shoulder.

"Annie, you're going to be late to school"

"Ok mom, relax"

I crawled out of bed and picked up my phone and checked twitter. There was a tweet from my favorite actor, Dave Franco, "So since you you all have been bugging me about a contest how bout a win a date with Dave? Just tweet a video about why you wanna win :)"

I grabbed my camera and rushed to the bathroom to do my makeup but then I realized that it was Monday, I sighed and put my hair in a bun, threw on some sweats and left the house.

I always walk to school because my mom hates to drive even though its only four block, "hey ya little slut" I turned around and saw my best friend Casey, "hey you hoe"

"Did you see the Dave Franco contest on Twitter?"

"Yes, but I didn't have time to film, I mean I have my camera but I look bad so I'll do it later"

"You do realize Sasha is going to enter right? And he'll probably pick her because she has big boobs and wears 12 pounds of makeup an- oh, speak of the devil.

There she was, Sasha Smith the most popular girl in high school. She's been popular ever since her cheer leading skirt flew up in freshmen year, and her geeky freshmen brother turned into a hunk. So now every girl likes him, including the seniors like me and Casey, I personally think it's creepy, he's 14. My sister could date him.

"Hey Casey, Casey's not so pretty friend, so did you hear about the James..or Dave I don't know but it's one of the Franco's, anyway there's this contest thingy on Twitter, or Facebook. I don't think it matters but anyway I'm gonna enter it because if I win then Troy would wanna date me. I don't know why he won't date me now, he said he wants a smart girl but I'm more fun. So yeah, ok bye girl's"

"Hey Casey?"

"Yeah"

"Do you think I should start putting more time into how I look? You put makeup on everyday and do your hair and I just get up and go. Do you honestly think I could win a Dave Franco contest? Sasha doesn't even know who he is but she has a better chance than I do"

"Annie, stop. You can win it if you try. Hey! Why don't you sing, like write a song for Dave, record it and submit it. It'll give you a better chance of winning too"

"I've already written a song for him, can you help me after school?"

"Yeah, now I'm late, love you and see you at lunch"

"Ok"

I walked through the dark halls to my locker which is next to my favorite person, Troy. I've been friends with Troy since pre school, and we're neighbors so he's like my brother, Sasha likes him which makes her hate me more.

"Hey Davis"

"Hey Stump, Sasha been bugging you- oh"

Troy pulled out a bra with a note attached to the strap "Call me Troy <3 from your secret admirer, Sasha Smith"

Don't get me wrong Troy is cute, he has dark brown hair that swoops when he flips it, and his eyes are blue, I don't like him because he's like my brother. There is no liking between us so stop thinking there is.

"Hey I got you something, close your eyes"

I turned around and closed my eyes, a box was in my hands, I opened my eyes and the box, there was a light blue strapless dress.

"Troy, why?"

"The contest, you have to look your best"

I hugged Troy put the dress in my locket and walked to Spanish class.

After a long day at school, it was over. Casey had to clean up after her prank in science so I had to walk home alone, I opened the door and smelled sugar cookies, my mom was trying to become a housewife, even though she's a single mother with two teenage girls.

"Hi sweetie, how was school?"

"Good, I have to go do homework. Love you"

After a good hour of trying to apply eyeliner I was ready to film, now I'm camera shy so this wasn't easy. I looked in the mirror and saw a different person, my ombre hair was now tamed, my face wasn't the same face I had an hour ago, and the dress Troy gave me made my not so thin body look tiny. I'm not heavy I just have curves.

I got my guitar and pressed record.