Hello Again My Lovelies!
This FanFiction is dedicated to the Late, Great, Aladdin Zane, Our Starman, Ziggy Stardust, DAVID BOWIE!
I hope you all enjoy this!
It really means a lot to me the amount of love I got from @DizzyPine in my last fanfic, You...
My god I feel like.. sleeping. Honestly sleeping forever sounds grand right now. No feeling. Just nothing. Sounds bliss, my friends. Also, The thing about Scotland is- ITS FUCKING FREEZING MY GOD MY ROOM IS SO COLD AND I- I'll stop :) Wait... why do I smell men's aftershave? Hm.. I'll figure it out. ENJOY! ew thought, anyone else HATE sweat?
what's everyone's least favourite thing? Comment here!
~MIA~
As the girl ploughed through the large crowds of people, the clammy temperature started to run inside her of brain. Either that, or she was becoming crazy. Everyone's sweaty body's clung horribly to each other, blocking every path possible to Mias room.
It reminded her of the movies, where there was some sort of high school party and everyone was making out in the parents bedrooms or something.
Ew... too much information to handle, self.
The path back to her bedroom, became even more blocked, if possible. It was like God was trying to get back at Mia for everything she had...not.... done? She groaned, giving up and standing at the large window.
Then it happened. The unthinkable has happened, Mia Penhantalon has seen him.
It can't be him. Could it? It can't. No. It's not. Is it? OH MY GOOD LORD JESUS IT IS. WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO?! GAHHHH BEDROOM WHERE ARE YOU WHEN I NEED YOU! Speaking of which. WHERE THE HELL IS DAVID BOWIE?!
Mia panicked, as Elton. Bloody. John walked around in his amazing outfit. It was around this time, where Mia wished she had stuck with the platforms.
This isn't real
'How the bloody hell is ELTON JOHN here?!'
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Oddly enough, Elton matched David's outfit, but David's was dark-blue, with a black vest and chains.
When Mia has said earlier,
"Very Important people will be here tonight"
SHE DID NOT MEAN ELTON JOHN! ELTON JOHN IS BEYOND IMPORTANT!
I'm going to have to turn my room into a VIP lounge especially for him!
Her eyes widened as she felt her face redden. As Elton approached her, Mias breath hitched, and she ran through the demented crowd, finally ploughing herself a path to her room. Much more people were there than planned. The whole plan was, that only a few people would be there.
Guess not.
As she flung the door open, she sighed, slamming it shut before looking up at her bed.
