"About what?" I asked nervously.
"You know about what," she said, a little bitterly and rudely, might I add.
"No, I really don't"
"Look, if you're going to play dumb, I think I should just end this now, in fact, I will, just to save our breaths."
"Eleanor, I seriously don't know what you're talking about! And, what did I do to make you want to break--"
I couldn't say any more because of her ending the call.
Did this really just happen?
I don't even know what I did wrong.
Victoria's POV
Okay, first my cousin calls me obsessive about One Direction, and when I say it's called dedication, she tells me I'm obsessed, but she calls pretty much dying to meet Little Miss Me not obsessed, but she also calls it dedication.
Oh, HEEEECK no. Dedication only works for Directioners.
Apparently, she found out some of her friends she found on Flipnote Hatena on her dsi also like Little Miss Me like she does.
In other words, my dsi Flipnote Hatena enemies, who I hate, like me, but they don't know it.
Huh.
Well, a secret should stay a secret and I'm not going to say a word about me being Little Miss Me, I don't care who likes her. If I didn't reveal who I was when ONE FREAKIN DIRECTION said they liked her, then why would I reveal for some girls who have been nothing but mean to me just because I didn't use proper grammar when I typed that ONE. FREAKIN. TIME.
I don't really care about that though, they shouldn't judge someone by how they type. Anyway, that's not all I found out, everyone in this school is asking each other if they know who Little Miss Me is. Jeez, don't these people have lives other than to worry about me? And shouldn't they realize that the chances of Little Miss Me living in the no-one state of Mississippi are 1 in a million? It's like I'm the only one who thinks around here.
Well, as I was walking up to the dreaded school building, I spotted Jessie, so I walked over to her. We walked into the school together talking about One Direction, as always. When we came into the courtyard, all we heard was "Are you Little Miss Me?" "Do you know who she is?" and "Have you heard of her yet?"
Oh, great. This just made my day. Even the teachers are talking about her. I really just can't believe this, at all.
I seemed to have zoned out, because next thing I know, Jessie is waving her hand in front of my face, telling me the bell just rang and we needed to go.
When we get into the hallway, Jessie and I split up saying our goodbyes. Her down the hall to the gym for P.E., and me heading up the stairs for English.
When I finally get to the second floor, I see Danielle coming from the other set of stairs. We say "Hi," and "Bye," real quick like always because our classes are so close to the stairs. Oh great, I thought to myself, who wouldn't want English first thing in the morning? Well, at least my teacher, Mr. Jones, and the class is pretty cool.
English goes by pretty quick, but we had to write about our favorite artists and then some of us would share, and of course, most people wrote about Little Miss Me.
I, on the other hand, wrote about One Direction. About their music, personalities, etc., etc.
Next, science.
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*Lunch*
Okay, what.....the......heck......
This is getting way too outta control. Like, at first, I was just shocked, but now, oh....my....freakin'......carrots.
Louis' POV
Is this about Little Miss Me?
No, it can't be.
Eleanor isn't the jealous type.
So what can it be?
Victoria's POV
Let me explain, we are only allowed on our phones before school, at lunch, and on the bus. So, when I checked Twitter at lunch, there's something that Eleanor tweeted:
"Louis and I aren't together anymore. So don't follow me unless you're a fan, family, or friend or something of mine."
It can't be.
I have this strange feeling that it was something that happened last night on the interview.
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I'm Just Little Miss Me (A One Direction Fanfiction)
Fiksi PenggemarVictoria was just any 12 year old you can imagine...well, not really. She's what other people would consider different. She has a voice, but is sometimes afraid to use it. The problem isn't that she's not shy or anything, she's simply a true and con...