Dear Diary (A Hunter Hayes Fanfic)

Chapter 12. The First Message

Chapter 12

Laurel's POV

Sometimes I wish I could just curl up in a ball. I do right now.

The boardwalk was fun. Aly is really nice. She introduced me to her boyfriend Tyler, his friend Harry and her friend Courtney.

Aly was the only one who watched my videos, so that made it a little less awkward. At the end of the day she announced that I was exactly like my youtube self. I don't know if that's a good thing or not.

We just walked around really. Tyler won Aly a stuffed animal on one of those water squirting games and that was really cute.

We also had some ice cream and talked. They all go to school together and Aly and Courtney have been best friends since kindergarten. Reminds me of me and my best friend Katherine actually.

Now, let me get to why I want to curl up in a ball. But for me to do that, we have to back track about 3 hours to when I came home:

"I'm home!" I yelled to no one in particular as I threw my bag over the chair at the head of the dining room table.

It was 7:30 at night. The sand between my toes was bothering me so I went to the porch and shook out my flip flops.

Then my mother came in from the kitchen and asked, "Oh, Laurel. Where have you been?" . She sounded annoyed. Like one of my brothers just got in trouble. I learned in my almost 18 years on this planet that when my mom is annoyed, leave her alone. Don't talk to her unless you want to be person she releases all of her frustration on.

"I was 'living it up' at the boardwalk like you told me to" I said trying to get the hell out of the porch before she unleashes her wrath.

"With who?"

Uh oh. Questions. Questions in this situation were never good.

"With some friends that I made at the beach." I said trying to back out of the room.

She stopped me before I could make any real advance.

"How did you guys meet?"

When were these questions going to stop? The fact that she hadn't snapped already was pretty concerning in itself.

"This girl hit me with a frissbee, then recognized me from my youtube videos. After she introduced me to her friends". I stated knowing exactly what was about to come next.

"I told you not to talk about youtube with me."

Here it comes.

"You asked me a question. I gave you an answer. I went to the beach. I made friends. I'm doing YOUR definition if living. What more do you want me to do?". At that point all o my frustration with my mother just came pouring out. By the time I finished tears were steaming down my face.

"Laurel, you are wasting your life on that stupid website." She tried to sound calm, but she was really boiling inside. It was my mother's version of the calm before the storm.

"Why? Because I'm not studying? Because I'm not going to get into Harvard?" I snapped back.

"You won't get into Harvard because you aren't trying!"

Here it was. Here was the storm.

"I'm trying plenty hard. Just not at what you want me to do. I don't want to stay in a building all day. I want to experience stuff."

"You won't experience anything behind a computer screen!"

I turned away not wanting to finish this conversation.

Then she said, " You need to stop obsessing over stupid stuff. What's that guy's name that you like. Hunter... Something or other."

I stopped quick in my tracks. She crossed the line.

"Hayes." I said and stormed into my room, slamming the door behind me.

So that's where I am now. I've been crying for the past 2 hours. She just gets to me. Aren't mothers suppose to support you? Try telling her that.

This is why YouTube is such a sore subject for my family. They think that I gave up all of my other dreams for it, but I just gave up theirs.

I decided that I couldn't just mope around and be sad. I could still be sad, but I might as well be productive too .

I opened up my tumblr and was greeted by a little red icon by a letter.

1 new message:

Hi. I watched some of your youtube videos and think that you are really awesome. We should talk sometime;)