Okay, I know what you are thinking. "E, why don't you just tell your friends who your dad is?" Well, because I don't want them to start treating me like I'm famous. I am NOT famous, I am just the daughter of 2 famous people. I have done nothing to become famous and I do not plan on becoming famous.
I walked into school regrettably. Today, I was gonna tell kels. Em moved away from the group but we still talk. No one really knows why.
"Hey Kelsie, could I talk to you?"
"Sure thing Elena." she said with the kindest smile. Well, here goes nothing...
"imgerardway'sdaughterandlynzismymomijustdidntwantyoutotreatmedifferentlybutitrustyouandididntwantthisfriendshiptobeonalie. Nice chat." Good going.
"Hold up E, you aren't making sense..."
"What's my name?"
"Elena?"
"What is Gerard's daughter's name?"
"Elena... but that's not... that's just a coincidence, right?"
"Suuuuprise? I'm telling you this because I was wondering if you wanted to come to a sleepover type thing at my house. Frank, Mikey, and Ray are coming over and dad said I could invite a friend ......."
"Waitwaitwait... proof please?"
I whipped out my phone and showed her my album marked "fam" It had christmas pictures, baby pictures, family photos, enough proof.
"HOLY GEESUS"
"Please don't treat me differently."
"I won't, I'd love to come to your sleepover."
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Okay, I'll text dad to see if you can come home after school! Please don't tell the others yet..."
"It's safe with me!"
Thank god that worked out.
