STILL SARAHS POV
After I had finally uploaded my 'little white lies acoustic cover', I ran down stairs to the kitchen to grab a quick snack. "Hmm, pineapple, Oreos, I've cream, nah I'll go for Oreos and pineapple. So pireos" I mumbled to myself. That should be a ship name. Pireos. The mixture of pineapple and Oreos. OTP! Anyway I headed back up to my room and sat my fat bum on my bed. I clicked on the on button to my tablet, because I felt like playing subway surfer. Okay I know, a 15 year old playing a 8 year old game isn't normal. But it's enjoyable to me so HAH! As I began my first round, my phone buzzed again. Probably just my mom telling me her lame business. Then it buzzed like 6 or 7 more times. Okay, this obviously wasn't my mom. I turned off my tablet and headed to my desk to unplug my phone from the charger and see what's up. It was youtube notifications. Someone spammed my youtube with likes! Yay finally!!! Okay my life is complete now, I feel special. Then it buzzed again, but someone commented this time. It said:
From: Unknown-Username
Wow you have a beautiful voice, Sarah! That's your name right? ;) xx
WOAH THAT WAS THE BEST COMMENT EVER IDK WHY BUT I FEEL REALLY SPECIAL. I decided to type back to the person, because yeah. I typed:
From: Sarah can sing maybe
Aww thank you so much @unknown-username ! And yes that's my name :).
But all I wanna know is who is @unknown-username. I clicked on the persons profile and it was private. No profile pic, bio, or anything. Bruh. That's a little scary. What if it's a stalker? Hah me? I have a stalker? Yah no. I decided to log out because the person wasn't saying anything. So I just did my usual what I do on Wednesday nights. Read a fanfic. On Wattpad. Haha yep. I'm in the middle of this one called 'prom with zayn' it's really interesting. I go into wattpad in a heart beat. I clicked on the story 'prom with zayn' and began reading chapter 18.
A couple hours later, I logged back into youtube wanting to know if the person ever responded. Nope. No response. Aw. My fan is gone. Oh whale 15 minutes of fame is gone. More like 15 seconds. I logged out, knowing that the person might never respond again. I put my phone back on the charger, and flipped open my text book to get started on the homework mrs. Kristen asked us to do. I know, your probably like woah, Sarah's a goody-goody. But no I'm really not, it's just my dad wants me to go to Hartford or Stanford, so I have to get good grades. Just think of me as a girl like in the 5sos song, good girls. Yeah, that perfectly explains me. Okay now it's time for twitter! Aka Stalking my babes time. I logged into twitter, and my notifications tab, had a blue dot on it so I pressed it all happy because everyone loves seeing that dot by the notifications tab right? Anyway I pressed it, and couldn't believe my eyes.
( oooooo WHAT DOES SARAH SEE?
Lol so how's everyone?
Vote, comment and I guess fangirl or something idk.
But it would be pretty funny to see someone fangirl over this story. :D
I wonder if someone would. Lol nah.
Okay bye I'll update soon! )
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That Guitar /n.h/
FanfictionSarah Munoz. That girl who's always fangirling and talking about that one boy band that will never know her. But she's deeply in love with playing the guitar. She writes her own songs, plays them on her guitar and puts the videos on youtube. Hoping...
