Ok; can I just say me and Tyler Oakley would be best friends if I met him. Like he is my professional fangirl inspiration. I even made a unicorn for him. It’s called a uni-Tyler; because as I like to say: if you like it then you better put a horn on it. You get what I’m saying? He’s MINE. I shall love Tyler forever if he likes or reblogs this.
I finally put my binoculars down after about 3 hours of staring at Nathan through his bedroom window. My arms had been getting tired but at least I got to see him with out his shirt on. And it was in really life. Man, that boy has abs. Like seriously; if I had to only describe one person in my entire life as a sexy mongoose, Nathan Sykes would be my sexy mongoose. “Where are you going Nathan!?” I shouted as I picked up my binoculars again and started to watch him again. Unfortunately, as my doorbell rang, I realized that I never actually closed my window… Crap. “Can you please stop staring at me through your window, love. It’s starting to make me quite uncomfortable.”
I could have sworn that the Nathan Sykes just caught me staring at him. Omg!!! I’m going to die! He caught me!! “I’m sorry, I just needed a pic of your abs to show my friends to prove that your my neighbor. I guess that was successful.” I replied to him awkwardly. “I don’t really know how to reply to that but the rest of the boys are coming over tonight and I will seriously pay you if that’s what it takes to get you to not watch through my window while there over.” Nathan said.
I’ve got to admit. That’s a first. I don’t think I’ve ever had to tell my neighbor to stop staring at me through her bedroom window. And the fact that she was taking pictures? I wonder if I should file a restraining order? Maybe later; I should probably see if she keeps up her creepiness.
So, I just recieved my first ‘pay check’ from Nathan for not watching him through my window. I don’t know if I should be happy that I get a shopping day, or sad that Nathan has to pay me to not stalk him. Like, I’m sorry but that boy has abs thus I shall watch him when he’s shirtless. I just have to remember that I’m living next to Nathan Sykes; and he has to remember he can NEVER get rid of me.
I’ve got to admit; it’s kind of fun to have a stalker. I never thought I would say that. Every once and a while I strut and pose in front of the camera for her just to see if she would freak.
Ok I have literally lost all respect for Ariana grande. After what she did to jai brooks; I have lost all of the little respect I had left for her. She cheated on him and pissed me off.
So I’m writing a fanfic that’s going to actually be realistic!! Cus unrealistic, never in a million years fanfic crap pisses me off.
"Mum, I hate it here. How do you know that there isn’t a bunch of druggies or pedos living here?" I asked mum.
"Well do you think i would move you to a place were I thought you were going to get hurt?" Mum replied right as Marina walked in.
"Rina do you like it here?" Mum asked Marina because she was trying to prove a point. "No, it’s a hellhole and is going to be a living hell." Marina replied sarcastically as I tried not to die of laughter. Marina and I might be opposites but we do have those true twinning moments.
"Wake up! Both of you! If your not up in two seconds, you’ll be late for your first day of school in Bolton." Mum and dad yelled. "I don’t care if I’m late for something I don’t want to go to." I yelled back.
*two hours later in English class*
"Well you must be miss.Diamanati. I had your twin sister in this class last period" my new English teacher, mrs. Jouzdani, said. "Umm… That’s cool bro." I said back nervously; but surprisingly the whole class laughed, including mrs.jouzdani. "Well you’ll be sitting right there in the front, next to mr.parker."
"Oh poor you. Toms a butthole. Last year he planted a pack of cigarettes in this kids locker and when the teachers found out, he just had to invite the student body president, Anna, to one of his incredible parties and to mention the unspeakable truth, she had a pregnancy scare and no one spoke of that Thomas Parker incident again." The girl next to me said. "I’m Chloe by the way." "Cool I’m Marina. I just moved her from Liverpool" I said.
"Don’t worry anyone. Me, Tom Parker had just entered the room." The kid ‘Tom’ said obnoxiously.
Ugh, fashion must not be very common here. I just threw on some clothes this morning and I’m STILL the cutest person here. http://www.polyvore.com/spidey/set?id=86414236
How the hell am I going to get used to this drab place. I’m not used to this crap clothes!
Note: this is NOT done
If you guys like the wanted and my other posts u should check out my fanfic. I really don’t know if any one reads it and likes it so can u guys check it out.