DAISY [Currently HIATUS]

Prologue

Dedication to one of  my favourite Wattpadders: storyzrok for being absolutly amazing, kind, AWESOME and spamming me with votes and comments :)

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                               "If it's still on your mind, it's worth taking the risk" -  Paulo Coelho

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                 "DAISY! DAISY! DAISY!"

                Ever heard a crowd this big? No, not me eitherI. Butterflies floated in my tummy while it did black flips and all kinds of other gymnastic stuff. The amount of noise and sweat made my head feel cloudy and not in a good way. My hands shivered on the microphone and my smile seemed to have faltered. Skimming over the crowd I looked for familiar faces, anything that might bring some sense to my anxiety. Then, I saw Elisa, Julie, Flori, Harper and Kenzie screaming and waving at me. I felt a little bit better. The fright was still there though. I looked through again and then I found him staring. He nodded and smiled a sign to tell me to start. I remembered the lessons he'd told me on overcoming my fear of crowds. I smiled back, getting ready. My butterflies were soon instinct as I felt confidence role on me.

                "You guys all ready for a long night!" I shouted in the microphone, my voice losing its stutter with every word.

                  I heard shouts of people screaming 'YES!' and that got me excited, likewise for the crowd. The music blasted as I let the words leave my mouth. . . 

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              Daisy, yeah that's me. What was that before? I don't know either. Let me start from the beginning. Well, there's nothing really to start from but bare with me. So, I like singing, chocolate and cakes. Mainly singing though chocolate is really on my top list right now. What I hate: crowds. Why? In my opinion, I don't see that as the question. The amount of people crowded together with hardly any space in between them, the smell of sweat, the amount of noise. Yeah, I'm also claustrophobic. 

               I'm your typical collage girl that doesn't stand out in the crowd, pretty but not perfect, not silent but not much talkative either. I have my small group of girls that are my life. I'm not much of a grudge holder so I don't think I really have a lot of enemies.

              So, this is me and this is my story. As boring as it is, your here so you might as well listen.

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Hey, everyone! So, I said i'd probably upload this in 2015 but the first chapter won't be available for a while and this story may have slow updates but thanks to anyone who's willing to give this a go :)