HURRICANE

Drive By

"Oh I was so overwhelmed, infact scared as hell, cuz I really fell for you. Oh I swear to you, I'll be there for you, this is not a drive by, ah-ah-ahah."

This was my first time to not have my cover acoustic. I got the beat recorded and played it up, as I sang the lyrics. It actually went pretty well. I do as I have always done, edit, add, upload.

I hope nobody at school sees this.

Because it would be awkward. Very awkward. But it's not like I will sing a cheesy romance. Like Taylor Swift. I'm not going to sing Taylor Swift. Like, ever.

We are never ever getting back together.

After five minutes, I have ten views. Oh my, I'm popular.

Deciding to celebrate, I go to nearest Starbucks and order a chocolate frappino. Asking after my name, I say,

"Primrose Everdeen."

She looks at me weirdly, but writes it on the plastic cup anyway. When it's done, she calls out,

"Primrose Everdeen!"

"I volunteer as tribute!" I yell, grab the frappino, and run outside.

And then laugh my ass off.

These are the few times I actually laugh, mostly because I enjoy myself by myself. And after my dad died - four years, five months, a week, and four days ago - I hadn't have had many of these times. Where I full on laughed.

When I got home again, I got on my YouTube account, and saw I had 27 views. It actually feels good when people watch your videos.

The day after, a girl confronted me at lunch.

"Rumour has it that you are going to be on the next season of X-factor." She said with her British

"Rumour has it wrong." I say in the same screechy voice. "Who are you anyways?"

"None of your concern."

"So why are you randomly saying that?"

"Your videos are all over the school. Everyone has seen them."

"Oh-kay."

Then she walks away, leaving me dumbfounded, confused, shocked, and to say,

"Fuck."

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