Hi. I wrote this on my phone when I was 12. The quality of my writing is so much better than it was when this was first written and I hope you stay to experience my growth throughout.
PLEASE REMEMBER THERE IS A SEQUEL BUT THIS CAN BE READ AS A SINGULAR STORY WITHOUT IT.I stare at the conputer screen. The words flood my brain.
"Come on, Y/N. Just apply." I talk to myself. I press the button to apply, it sends me to a web adress with few directions.
Please attach the best photos you have taken along with your application.
I read through everything for the sixth time before sending in my pictures and applications.
"This will help to get a scholarship." I remind myself.
"Hey do you want to stop talking to yourself?" Keleigh, my sister, asks walking into our shared room.
"Sorry." I say quietly.
"You need to learn to talk." She sighs.
"I can talk!" I defend myself.
"You're shy. You ran up here durring your own birthday party because you couldn't talk to anyone." She says.
"It's not my fault the people you invited each invited five other's who invited six others and the pattern continued." I defend myself.
"Well sorry. What use did you make of being up here?" She asks.
"I applied for a job." I shrug.
"I still need to do that." She chuckles.
"I'm a year younger then you." I laugh.
"Don't remind me that I'm twenty while you just turned nineteen. Anyways, what did you apply for?" She asks me.
"I applied to be a photographer on the set of Spider-Man." I shrug.
"Wait, the one that Tom Holland is acting in?" She yells, more excited than I am.
"Yes. I probably won't get it though." I had always been a Marvel fan, but Spider-Man was never my all-time favourite superhero, probably second or third.
"Wait they're filming that in America, right?" She asks.
"Well it is based in America, so yes." I say.
"That would mean you'd have to leave England." She frowns.
"As long as you guys leave me alone for a long while, I think ill be fine on my own in America." I smile.
"Whatever." Keileigh says an I lay down.
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For the next four weeks I had checked my emails seeing if I had gotten the job, every time becoming disappointed over seeing nothing. That was, untill I did receive something.
Dear YN,
We are sorry to inform you that you have not gotten the job. We thank you for sharing your pictures with us and we are glad you at least tried. Have a good day.-the production team of Spider-man: Homecoming
There goes my dreams. I turn off my phone and look back to my book.
"Just forget about it." I tell myself.
Chapters become longer as the story develops.
EDITED 5-3-18
May Third
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Nervous || Tom Holland X Reader
FanfictionThe girl who was too nervous to go out of her comfort zone. The guy who went out of his comfort zone all the time as an actor. The photographer. The actor. And when she is payed to be the director of photography they meet each other. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...