Slowly

Chapter One

"Miaaaaa," Grazz groaned at me. "Pleaaasseeee?"

"I don't wanna see them, okay?" I said in reply. "There's something weird about that Darren guy." But she still won't agree. We were both in school, it was lunch time. It's a Friday, they plan to go to Darren's house.

"Why do you even want me to go?" I asked Grazz.

"It's not only me," Grazz said to me in reply. "Darren told me to bring you along. He wants to meet you. And I can sense something..." The grin on her face was already telling me that she thinks Darren likes me.

"Argh, I still need to write fanfiction after school... My readers are waiting-" Grazz didn't let me finish because she shoved my shoulder.

"Come on, Mia. Do something else. Socialize with people," Grazz said to me in reply. "And besides, you'd totally match with us. Remember, I'm the only one who knows that you-"

"Please, not in public," I said to her. She was about to say I sing. Yeah, I sing, but I don't tell anyone because I know that people will just force me to do shit I don't even want to do. Grazz threw her trash in the garbage bin, so did I. We walked back into the main building, then waited outside the classroom before lunch ends.

"Please?" Grazz asked. It was getting annoying. I still had to finish Chapter Eight of my Dylan O'Brien fanfiction, I still had to make edits for the fanpage I run, and I still had some blogging to do on Tumblr. But I can't reject anything Grazz asks me to do. She's always there for me, might as well do stuff for her too.

"Fine, argh," I groaned. Grazz rejoiced, then smiled at me. "Okay, so you already know we're going to my house. So what will you tell your parents?" Grazz asked me.

"Well, they have this policy that every Friday, I can go anywhere as long as I get home by eight. I need to text them though. But honestly," I said. "What do you see in those two??"

"I don't like them," she said, then laughed. "They're just cool friends. Plus, they're my barkada. I guess I should go with them every weekend, right?"

"Fine," I said. "But only this time I'm going with you. You know me, I'm an antisocial Tumblr Fangirl."

"Fine, only now," Grazz said, then did something that made me laugh.

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The bell rang, and Grazz ran outside the classroom, dragging me with her. I almost tripped, but I was lucky to catch myself. We pushed through the big crowds of students. Grazz was already famous in the Philippines, a lot of people know her. I'm only about to be famous with my fanfiction and stories. I mean, seriously. One of my Chandler Riggs fanfiction already has fifty thousand reads, and my Dylan O'Brien has about thirty thousand already. Not like any people care about stories anymore.

So even if I walk through all these students, no one knows me. Internet friends are my only friends aside from Grazz. But as Grazz walks past by all these students, they all say "hi" to her, and even teachers smile at her. I don't care about fame, but sometimes, I already feel jealous and unknown. Well, unknown is fine. I'm a mysterious bitch.

Grazz let go of me when she got in her car, then I went in the car, too. "Kuya," she told the driver. "Sa bahay ni Darren na po." The driver started the engine, then he started driving us to Grazz's home.

"Grazz," I said. "Have you met Darren or JK somewhere before?"

"We met in Voice Kids. That's it. Why?"

"Darren seems to familiar to me. Like, super familiar. I just can't figure it out," I said. "Eh, never mind. Might be thinking of someone else." Yeah, lies. Full of lies.