Reality {a sam pottorff/jc caylen fanfic}

What have I gotten myself into?

I woke up to the smell of pizza and perfume.

Opening my eyes, I slowly kicked my legs over the side of the bed. And found Jenn helping Trevor gel his hair in the back. They were both in sitting in bed still, and I found it odd that he was fixing his hair before even getting dressed, it was unlike him. But I decided to ignore it for my sake, it was too early and I definitely didn't feel like talking to anyone yet.

Sam was nowhere to be found, and I was completely uninterested in asking, I just wanted tea. And in order to get that, I would need to walk way too far, down to the convention center. Which I also didn't feel like doing. Therefore I would have to survive drinking water, either that or coffee.. Which I never really liked

I walked to the small fridge next to the tv stand and pulled out a cute little mini waterbottle and made my way to the bathroom. It was way too early to stand under cold hotel water, so I chose to take a shower after the Vidcon after party.

I looked like a monster, as always. And my hair was becoming thinner and thinner, so I threw it In a side braid. I applied foundation all over my flawed skin, then continued with loose powder, eyeliner, and, mascara.

When I finished my last stroke of mascara, I looked like a girly monster... With eyelashes. Which was good enough for me.

After quickly throwing on the burgundy looking sweater I had packed in my bag, I exited the bathroom. The sweater was quite large, I was thankful for that considering its pretty noticeable I've been losing weight quickly.

It took Trevor and jenn and hour to get ready...

Most of that hour, I spent playing flappy bird. And watching vines of Cameron Dallas, who was super attractive by the way.

Not long after I had gotten my shoes on the leave the hotel, jc and kian burst through the door screaming about god knows what. With Connor and troye following closely behind.

"Where's ricky? He won't answer my texts" jenn asked jc, while making an odd attempt at the duck face in the mirror.

"He's at his meet & greet already." Jc said shrugging and pulling out his iPhone.

I found it kind of rude that no one bothered to notice that Sam wasn't there.

After many frustrated groans directed towards the elevator that wasn't working, the seven of us had finally made our way down the stairs and outside of the large hotel, where we began to make our way to the convention.

I kept my head down, and tried to avoid watching the beautiful and thin blondes with perfect skin, crop tops, and short shorts- stand and stare at our group in the distance. Probably waiting to get a picture.

I snuck a few peaks of myself through my reflective phone case, and had never felt so out of place in my life. God everyone was so beautiful.

We were now walking through an underground tunnel directly under the Hilton, which apparently leads to the front of the convention center. And of course I was the awkward one walking by herself in the back, following the group of YouTube sensations to god knows where.

Considering I kept my head down most of the time, when I finally looked up from my phone, we were walking past lines of squealing girls and into the doors of the convention center.

"Aren't you hot in that?" Trevor asks innocently, placing his hand around my back as we walk down a long hall full of teenagers who, might I add, were ALL staring.

"What?? ... Oh, no. I'm fine. Cold." My voice sounded quite panicked... I pressed my lips together forcing myself to give Trevor a small smile.

He just nodded his head a continued walking, I didn't even know where we were going.

My thoughts were a mess and I just couldn't stop thinking about the fact that sam almost called me bulimic.

I don't have an eating disorder, I can't, girls with eating disorders always have beautiful bodies... that's not me. Never will be.

"Em, you look like you're about to cry." Trevor takes my hand in his, and stares at me with deep concern, making me feel like an idiot because I'm the older sibling, I'm supposed to take care of HIM not the other way around.

"I'm fiiiiinee." I whine

no I'm not.

We begin to pass a huge line of girls who are waiting to take a quick picture with this asian, 16 year old looking boy who was wearing a shirt with himself on it when a tall, and slim (of course) brunette looks at my brother and I

"ew who the fuck is that" she nearly gags on her own words and her friends snicker at her comment.

my self conscious mind takes over and I look down at my feet to try and calm myself down so I don't cry, but I jump up when trevor harshly pulls his hand out of mine and turns around, walking straight up to the girl.

"that GIRL, is my sister, and you have no room to be saying ew-" he was in the middle of a sentence when I called out his name to stop him from damaging that girls self confidence for life.

"fucking bitch" he mouths to me as he walks towards me and we run to catch up with the group.

"Hey, have you seen sam?" I ask, innocently.

"no, why? oooooo em has a crush!" trevor giggles and raises his eyebrows.

"emily you like sam? seriously? how?? Look at all this" kian says, gesturing to himself. The fact that he could hear our conversation from over all the screaming and talking makes me wonder if the kid has bat ears.

"no... I just haven't seen him" I shrug, as we walk to the door that leads backstage.

"Uhm. I think I found him...." trevor leans over and whispers, and I follow his eyes to the corner of the room to find sam handing a wad of cash over to someone else who has to be another internet celeb, in exchange for a giant bag of bright red pills.

God, what have I gotten myself into?

A/N: IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG LIKE I LEGIT SAID ID UPDATE THIS LAST YEAR AND NEVER DID. IM SERIOUSLY A PROFESSION PROCRASTINATOR BUT IM GOING TO TRY AND UPDATE AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. I THINK IM GOING TO MAKE A RULE WHERE ALL OF MY CHAPTERS HAVE TO BE AT LEAST A THOUSAND WORDS. SOUND GOOD? // OH AND JC FOLLOWED ME ON TWITTER FINALLY HYFR. OKAY LY BYE