Kat Chat: This is for pure, fictional fun. I know it's short. Just enjoy. (:
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To Fanfiction and its authors,
As much as this whole site is flattering, I'd have to point out in the end that it's more brusquely disturbing than anything. Had anyone realized yet that all stories are nothing more then a fabrication of tween angst smothered with a lot of unnecessary adjectives that don't even make sense. I could go on criticizing the writing skills of many people on the site, but what I really want to call to mind is the constant (fake) accusations taken place? I'm going to clarify once and for all:
My brother is not gay.
I really am blonde. Let's drop that subject.
A car, a leather belt, a whip or my parents have not ever struck me.
I have never had any life-threatening or skin-rash-causing disease, including but not limited to: cancer, sickle cell anemia, broken limbs, heart failure, tumors or aneurisms, or pneumonia.
I AM NOT PREGNANT. I AM STILL A VIRGIN.
Troy is not and probably never will be my 'sex toy' no matter how many times you or I blog and/or write about it.
I have never been placed in an asylum, and no, I don't lay on the floor picking up stray hairs for fun.
I don't have a double life as Maddie Fitzpatrick or Ashley Tisdale! Who the hell are they?
The 'Ice Queen' was a one time nickname dubbed by the drooling manifesto of all things idiotic called the basketball team. It is not my full-fledged persona.
Can people PLEASE stop making me sound like a slutty home wrecker bent on completely stealing Troy from his girlfriend? I have other ambitions in life other than to skank around him like a broken slinky and share moonlit dinners so we can 'get it on' later.
Yeah. Unbelievably, I know how to read.
There are many more spurious censures I could probably drawl on and on about, but I don't want to give the sleazy story-paparazzi on this site more to embellish. I like a lot of the stories here that don't make me sound like a lust-driven cross between a sex kitten and a psychopathic killer. In fact, they show more of my true side than anything else. Obviously, I commend you. To the others who are still trying very hard to portray me correctly and flawlessly, you can refer to my list of rules above.
Regards,
Sharpay Evans
(and Gabriella Montez who wrote this letter and added every complicated word so to sound more …intimidating.)