Disclaimer: Never in my whole life did I own Fairy Tail. All credits towards the genius, Hiro Mashima.
Chapter 1: The Day It All Started
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I stared at the computer monitor, fingers positioned in the keyboard as another mental block attacked. I groaned. Lately, mental blocks decided to hitch a ride inside my brain, and I can't finish the story that is supposed to be TODAY. I can already feel the patience of my readers wearing thin. If I can't publish this chapter today, who knows what kind of mails I'm gonna be reading tomorrow.
"JOOOOOOOOLIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Oh, speaking of Jolie, yes, that's me. Your one and only, Jolie Shane, a sixteen-year old nerd who loves her laptop more than herself and worshipped coffee with double cream and Double Dutch ice cream. I am a fan fiction writer, and I certainly have no sense in fashion at all (thus the sweater and baggy pants outfit I am currently wearing), a bad hair day all year long (it's all up in a messy bun, not even touched by a comb since last year) and a zero love life. Might as well add social life. For short, I am your usual emo introvert bookworm.
The thing that might make me remarkable is my great love of anime (I literally worship Fairy Tail), and my speed in updating my stories. I update all my ten stories every day, just because I promised all my readers, and I really hate breaking that promise. Well, until now, that is.
"JOLIE! You damned woman!"
I groaned. Again. My mom is currently going berserk due to my sleeping habit, which is write before sleep. And because I am currently facing an empty MS Word as white as snow, I think I'm gonna go zombie-mode again, while mom evolved into her own psycho-mode. I cringed at the thought.
"Just a sec, Mom. I'm almost done!"
Almost done, my ass. I haven't even typed a single word.
"Almost done, my ass! You haven't even typed a single word, have you?!"
I flinched. I forgot that my mom is not just a heaven-sent demon. She is also an esper. I am soooooo doomed.
"Hai, hai. I need to finish this, so..."
"GO TO YOUR ROOM. NOW."
I sighed. I stared back at my heart-breaking empty document. I better prepare myself for a lot of flames from my impatient subscribers online. Must as well buy myself a pack of Double Dutch ice cream and tissues for the whole drama tomorrow. Ugh. This sucks.
I grabbed the mouse and started closing all the tabs, a migraine threatening to appear if I don't clean up fast. I turned my laptop off, and quickly closing it, making sure that I do it loudly to assure my mom that I am, indeed, going to sleep. I hastily (or more like drunkenly) walked towards my room (or more like a storage room with a bed) and turned off the lights. Sighing, I pulled the blanket and threw myself towards the bed, praying that my readers won't kill me tomorrow.
If only I can go there. I might even have an idea on how to finish the story.
If only.
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So, how is it? For my first story, that is. Okay, disclaimer alert! Indeed, the name of the nerd here is Jolie, and yes, she is a fanfic writer, and YES, I used my username as basis for her name. BUT, that doesn't mean that I am the same as her. I am not a superhuman who can update 10 stories everyday and loved coffee and Double Dutch ice cream, but I indeed am an avid fan of Fairy Tail.
Please do leave a review and tell me what you think.
Ja ne~!