All Bets On (discontinued)

Born this way

Ella's POV

After mag, Bridget pulled me aside.

"You can have Sam. Me and Taylor kissed yesterday at the hospital and that's when I realized I like him better than Sam. I don't care up that you get to prank me, but you can have Sam."

"Really? Awesome! And I promise not to make the prank too bad." I say, giving her a smile. She smiles back and runs off.

I walk back to my room and Elliot's on his bed, on his phone.

"Hey." I say.

"How was mag?"

"Good I guess."

"Why 'I guess'?"

"Some fans called me a bunch of names."

"Like...?"

I take a deep breath, "fat, slut, idiot, bitch, loser, boring, names like that."

"But your not any of those."

"I guess. I mean, I can be a bit idiotic sometimes, and I could lose a pound or too, and my YouTube videos haven't been what they used to be."

"That's not that hard to fix, just think before you do, eat healthier and exercise, and have people help you come up with ideas."

"It's not that simple, I could do all of that and they will still call me all those names."

"Try to ignore them then."

I looked at him like he was an idiot.

"Do you really think that's possible? Every time I post a picture on Instagram, names, over and over again, every tweet, names, over and over again, every YouTube video, exact same as all my other social medias! And I can't just 'disappear' for a few days because my fans will have like a panic attack or something!" I say, exasperated.

"Then explain to them that your leaving! It really isn't that hard, you can just explain in a YouTube video!"

I groan in frustration. He just doesn't get it! I shake my head trying to clear it.

"I'm going out for a little bit. Bye." I say and storm out.

No one gets what I'm going through. I get called names on a daily basis and I'm getting sick of it! Why can't the people realize I'm a human being just like them who makes mistakes? No ones perfect for Gods sake!

I go back in the room and grab my camera and see Sam. I never saw him go in. Weird. I leave and go find a secluded part of the hotel. I set up my camera and hit record.

"Hey YouTube! Ella here! Today I'm doing a challenge. I know, I haven't done one in a while. By the way, I'm at the hotel for mag right now, and there may be a new couple soon! Not me though." I say, squealing about the new couple part.

"The challenge is the born this way tag." I take a deep breath. "I've been called names since grade school. And I thought I'd share it with you."

I write down 'fat' and hold it up.

"Fat. I know I'm not the skinniest person out there, but I'm happy with my body. There's no reason that I shouldn't be."

I flip the paper over and write 'comfortable' on it.

"I'm comfortable in my body. I feel like I'm a good weight, not too big, but not skinny either. I'm healthy."

"Idiot." I say, showing them the paper. "Yeah, sometimes I speak without thinking and shit goes down, but afterwards I regret it all." I flip the paper over. "Regretful. I'll always regret mistakes I make, then I try and make it all better."