So Close || m.c.

Rochelle Cross was your average girl. She was an okay sort of student, who graduated with decent grades. She loved to sing, dance, do crazy things, but only in the seclusion of her home. She's not very social, but keeps up with most social network.
Oh, and she holds the title for the Most Read Fan Fiction for Michael Clifford with over 1M views.
She keeps a low profile in most states, but as soon as she moves to New York City, fans seem to pour out of every corner. She loves the attention her works have gotten, but it's tiring being a famous Internet author.
She seemed to be controlling it well, but a familiar bleach-gold haired boy bumps into her at Starbucks. With her fans pouring out every gritty, intense detail of the book. And her hot coffee (because honestly, why do people like it iced?) covering most of his front, with light potential burns underneath his All Time Low shirt.
Dear God, did she ever need a do-over button for that experience!