Anything You Wanna Be (Short Stories)

Story 2

So I love Little Mix and my name is Chelsea and I'm 15 and I love pizza and I'm currently an insecure mess.

I mean Little Mix, man. My favorite member is Jesy. She's so beautiful and used to be just like me. Insecure because of what other poeple thought. She is much more confident now. Unfortunately I'm not.  I just don't have millions of people look up to me and tell me I AM worth living. Infact it's the complete opposite. And my stutter. As i said, no one likes me. Like i have more iphones than i do friends. I have 1 iphone.

Jesy Nelson. Like can I meet her.

No you cant. Youll never be like her

what if though?

never in your wildest dreams!

actually I've had some pretty wild dreams.

not that wild, hun. just keep dreaming.

I have a daily conversation with my concious. Like even my own concious hates me. Ugh. 

But one day I WILL see Jesy. I WILL meet her. And I WILL get over myself. Just today is not that day.

I wake up knowing today is another stupid day. I throw on my Little Mix Tee, and some skinny jeans, vans, and put on some pink lipgloss and mascara. I walk out the door so i can go to school. 

I walked outside, and opened my eyes and jaws to what i saw outsiede. A girl, a few years older than myself. Flowing and large brown hair and glistening hazel eyes. She was just standing, doing nothing at all. 

stay cool, Chelsea. shes just a human being

cmon Chels, you know you wanna do it

i know but, fangirling is just emabrresing. 

do it Chelsea

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Jesy didn't even flinch at me. LIke how? IM so loud. And ugly. And Stupid. And-

myt thoughts were interupted by Jesy's thick accent. 

"Love the shirt."

I just smiled real wide. I looked like some sort of serial killer that escaped the madhouse. hehe, madhouse.

"I'm Jesy,  but you probably know that." Said Jesy, chuckling under her breath. 

"I-I'm-m ch-ch-Chelsea. S-sorry but uhm, can y-your pretty face t-take a photo with my u-u-ugly on-ne?"

"No can do, no ugly faces to take pictures with, your very pretty."

What is she doing this for

your not that ugly CHelsea. I mean look who just called you pretty

"Erm... you r-really think th-th-that?'

"THink what?"

"That I'm p-pretty"

"No, your gorgeous."

Concious do you like me now?

hehe, you'll find out

"P-Pleasure to meet you, J-Jesy." I said after snapping a picture of us.

"No problem :)"

fpr the rest of the day I smiled and realized, I can be

beautiful, wonderful,anyting I wanna be

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