My name is Blue Stevenson, and you know me. And if you think you don't, take a look at any young adult coming of age movie. Glance into the nearest bookstore, or music store. You'll find me. I'm the main character. You're taught to either be me, or hate me. I'm just like you, except I'm totally not. I'm different. Special. I listen to indie, underground music, and have a cast of supporting friends beside me, one of whom will probably be killed off, and one of whom is just for comedic relief. I'm not conventionally attractive, but I'm not ugly... I'm obviously not sporty, and I'm most likely, statistically speaking, female. I'm probably white, and if I'm not, that will be the focal point of my story. i dont use auto caps, or actual emojis, and if this is a movie, i'm definitely narrating this. So yeah, you know me. But let's be honest, you never do. Because here's the thing; you know the main character. You don't know me. And yeah, this shit is really meta, because in this book I am the main character, the one whose point of view you're supposed to see through, and the one you're supposed to root for, but let's be real; outside of this book? You have no clue who I am, because, outside of this book, I don't matter. And that's okay. But for now, while you're still here, wrapped up in this story, MY story, I get to be the main character. So here we go:
CONFESSIONS OF A MAIN CHARACTER
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Confessions of a main character
Teen FictionFor Blue Stevenson, life is good. She is the main character, and her cast of supportive side characters love her. Her love interest doesn't know she exists, but who's does? However, being the main character can come with complications, including the...
