Samara's P.O.V
It was another Wednesday night, sitting in my bed. Staring at my backpack in my pile of laundry by my closet, I realized I didn't do my homework. Do my teachers really expect me to do it though? I suffer enough from school. I glanced up from my phone to check the time. 11:18. Oh, I'm going to be very crabby tomorrow.
I'm Samara Green. I guess you could call me a bit famous. I do modeling with Ford Models in Chicago. Every three months or so, I get a job there and go to Chicago for about a week. Also, I have a YouTube and Vine account; both have a bit of a following on them.
I might have just a bit (I'm lying, it's alot) of an obsession. Ever since winter break all I've been doing is sitting on my phone watching YouTube videos of the Magcon boys. All of them are so funny and chill. I especially like Hayes Grier. Whenever he tweets out those cheesy quotes, I get butterflies in my stomach imagining if those tweets were meant for me. Even though Hayes has no idea that I even exist.
One more thing you need to know about me: I get bullied. A lot. I know what you're thinking. "A model? Getting bullied?" Yes, there's such a thing. They actually bully me because I'm a model. They think that it's pathetic and I need to go kill myself. I don't usually take their words seriously, though. Don't worry.
I got up extremely quietly (my squeaking bed didn't help much) and turned on my phone's flashlight. I whispered my parents names' and checked if they were asleep. No answer. I silently walked downstairs and turned the kitchen light on, trying not to trip on anything. I opened the fridge to see if there was anything to eat. I KNOW that I'm not the only one who has midnight snacks. That might be why I'm a little chubby. But who's paying attention to what I look like? (Note the sarcasm.) It's hard being a model with all of this pressure, especially at this age.
Deciding on a frozen meal, I jumped into the couch and covered up with a thick blue blanket. I checked Vine while I was waiting for the microwave and I got a notification. Right then and there, I stopped breathing.
-What do you think the notification is? Sorry if it was bad, this is my first EVER Story. I hope you liked it! I promise I will post longer chapters, this first chapter is to try things out. Thanks for reading it!! Comment below any feedback 😊-
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