The Fangirl

03

Jenna's POV

"jenna get down here right now," my mom yelled from downstairs.

"ighaaakssdd," i respond too lazy to go downstairs. she should know better than to interrupt me while im blogging about them.
"i said now!!"

I walked downstairs still in my pyjamas already knowing what she was going to say.

She sighs, "Why are you still in your pyjamas jenna? It's already 2 in the afternoon."

"It's nothing mom I'll go change right now, okay?"

"It's those boys again isn't it? What's so special about them anyways they're just boys."

"They're not just boys mom. they helped me find a reason to live when everyone made me feel worthless. They're my getaway. you wouldn't understand."

I ran upstairs after that not wanting to talk about it. I get in the shower and change into some of the merchandise from my favorite band. Screw makeup, I think to myself.

I sat down on my bed and admired their beauty from all the posters I have of them on my walls.

Those darn boys had to just come into my life. I didn't ask to be like this. But guess what, I don't care they're my getaway and that will never change.

Never.

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Authors note.
Hello wonderful people who are now reading my really shitty book thank you for reading so far and I swear it will get better ok.
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