"Mom?" I say quietly, standing at the bottom of my staircase.
Mom looks up at me from her magazine. "Freya, what are you doing up this early? Are you okay?"
I have to do this now, I tell myself, before I lose my courage. "Mom," I say with a wavering voice, "I think... I think I'm a fangirl."
Setting her magazine down on the coffee table, Mom stands. "What did you say, dear?"
"I think I'm a fangirl," I say again, this time louder than before.
I watch as a look of shock spreads over my mother's face. She sits down and covers her cheek with her left hand.
"A fangirl? Are you sure?" She asks quietly.
I bit my lip. Am I really sure? Of course, I think to myself. I nod to my mother.
She looks at me for a few long seconds, and then it's as if something clicks in her mind.
"Let's get you to the doctor right away," she says.
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The Fangirl Disease (On Hold)
Short StoryWhat if there was a place- a whole island- reserved just for fangirls and fanboys? Freya Kasper thought that it would be heaven. And it was... until she uncovered a horrible secret.
