*****HEY SO I NEVER WRITE BUT I AM BORED AF SO IF YOU DO READ THIS I LOVE YOU BECAUSE HONESTLY I AM PRETTY SURE NO ONE IS GOING TO READ THIS OKAY THANKS*****
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Well my life is shit. I've been bored basically my whole life and well, I hate socializing. I mean I guess I can't say that I HATE it hate it, but I'm really awkward and anti-social and it makes people think I'm a weirdo.
For the last few years of my life, my days have consisted of Netflix, Tumblr, listening to music, and obsessing over random celebrities. My mom tells me it's unhealthy to be living like this, always on my computer or phone, mesmerized by the screen watching stupid shows and movies or stalking the hottest man crushes on Instagram, but honestly I'm just sticking to the white girl trend. (Minus Starbucks because I never really know what to get there other than a passion iced tea lemonade). Anyway, my life has been a constant, flat-out piece of shit because of my current enrollment in nothing.
Oh I forgot to mention, my name is Alex. Alex Lindsay. I am 22 years old and I am currently a senior at UCLA. I don't know how I made it in with my very AVERAGE grades, but I guess they liked the fact that I took extra acting classes outside of school, while I also attended them at school and that brought their attention into putting me into their theatre arts program.
I live in my own apartment with my roommate Jenny who basically never comes out of her room. She is surprisingly alot more anti-social than I am, to the point where even though we have been living together for 2 years, she only talks to me about once a week, if and only if she is in a good mood. But now that it is summer, I go to my parents' house in palm springs quite often because the sun is perfect for tanning, and living in LA can be insanely stressful when you're there 24/7.
As of right now, I just got back to my apartment in LA because I was invited to some huge "rager" at my friends' mansion in Beverly Hills. I have no idea why I'm actually going but my mom thinks I should be "out more doing crazy shit". Her words exactly.
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"Hey Jen, since this is just a birthday party/rager or whatever, I don't think I have to wear a slutty dress right?" I asked Jenny through her bedroom door.
"Why are you asking me" She replied bluntly.
Ugh I don't know why I even bother asking her questions in the first place but I guess it just makes me feel more comforting to talk about my problems to other people so I don't just explode internally with all of my stupid little problems.
After many countless minutes of trying on everything I owned, I finally found an exceptional outfit: my leather black jeans with a white peplum top and black bandage boots. I never really had a great sense of fashion, but my little sister who wants to be a fashion designer, gave me some of her old clothes to wear with a list of what to wear with what, and this was one of them.
"Okay it is 1pm and I have to be there by 1:30 and it takes 20 minutes to get there, so I think I should be fine." I mumbled to myself as I got in my car.
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"Make a right turn ahead, then make a U-turn." My GPS stated.
"YOU CAN'T MAKE A RIGHT TURN HERE DUMB ASS! IT SAYS ONE WAY ONLY AND THAT IS LEFT! ARE YOU KIDDING ME!" I exclaimed.
"Relocating. Location unable to be found"
"UGH GODDAMN YOU STUPID PIECE OF SHIT! UGH HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO TAKE STUPID PICTURES OF ME BEING 'OUT DOING CRAZY SHIT' WHEN I CAN'T EVEN GET TO THE FUCKING PARTY?!"
Realizing that I was blocking traffic, I pulled over to the side of the road. Not knowing where the hell I was, I got out of my car and tried to find someone I can ask directions for.
"OH HEY YOU YEAH YOU SORRY I'M LOST DO YOU THINK YOU CAN UH HELP ME GET SOMEWHERE? I HAVE A FUCKED UP GPS AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE TO GO." I panicked and exclaimed at some guy's face not even realizing that this man was not just some man, but, by the way he dressed and smiled with his dimples and all, I could easily tell this man was Evan Fucking Peters.
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Fight For Me (Evan Peters Fan Fiction)
FanfictionA college student named Alex tries to get out more in LA, when one day, on her way to a party, she runs into the famous and adorable Evan Peters. He gives her directions to get to the party, and she offers to give him a ride to his house. Alex, alth...
