Disclaimer: If I owned the powerpuff girls... You would hear about it ;) Any song used belongs to it's rightful owner.
Also, because I'm a firm supporter of the Everyone Deserves To Smile, So STFU Bitch party- yea I know, long name for a party- I will ALWAYS start my chapters with a random funny quote or saying to put a smile on SOMEONE's face. You're beautiful, hot, handsome, pretty,- so smile,little darling :)
Okay,enough talk. Enjoy :)
Chapter One: Highway to rock star Heaven
3 reasons to stand up.
1. You have to go somewhere. 2. To stretch. 3. You are the real slim shady.
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Cafuné: (n.) running your fingers through the hair of someone you love
Bubbles
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Dear princess, dear darling
I promise I will be your Prince Charming
I know that you want the perfect wedding
You deserve a story book ending
You deserve the best baby, oh, yeah, yeah
Tell me where you wanna go, I can take you there
We can fly across the globe baby don't be scared
Don't be scared, baby don't be scared, no, no
Staring out of the rainy car window, I focused on the sweet voice singing in my ears. Boomer Jojo. Rock star, superhero, school student, and all around hottest guy to set foot on this Earth. But of course, untouchable, to well, giddy teenage fans such as myself. Ever since my last boyfriend cheated on me, I vowed to give up on boys. My heart belonged to only one boy, and that boy was Boomer Jojo, the musical genius that I've been following on Youtube since last year. No, I'm not a stalker. Like reading, music is my escape from reality. From all the problems that have accumulated in my life.
And when life seemed unbearable, this beautiful voice pulled me out of an abyss so deep that I actually felt an ambition swell up within me. An ambition to continue my life. An ambition to chase after my dreams. Truthfully, if I were to chase after my most recent dream, then I would be chasing after Boomer Jojo. Like I said, I'm not a stalker. Just a super fan of my favorite super hero. Because that's what he is to me.
You deserve a story book ending, fairytale, fairytale
You deserve a story book ending, fairytale, fairytale
As for the current state of this princess- or pauper, but I prefer Cinderella- I'm moving. And you know what? Moving sucks.
Bubbles Utonium. Seventeen. Medium length blonde hair. Blue eyes. Waiting for Prince Charming. Future singer. And currently, waiting for the next torture to begin- high school. New school. New people. New bitches. Bring it on.
My mom, Jasmine Utonium, turned into our new neighborhood. Tall iron gates that almost reached the sky and trees in a perfect row on each side of the street. In the center, an overly large fountain resided. What is this alien land? We passed mini-mansion after mini-mansion with fine cut hedges and lawns without a single blade of grass out of place. All I could do was stare. Who were these people? Freaking celebrities?
We pulled up to our own mini-mansion. Only it wasn't so mini. Remember when I said I was a pauper? Well, technically I am. But now, my mother is marrying a CEO of some important company that I could care less to remember the name of. So, this is my new life. The rich suburbs of Townsville- tall gates and shiny new cars and gadgets. Truthfully, I didn't want any of it. I didn't want to be living in some little gated community on the outskirts of Townsville. If it were up to me, I would be in the action and actually living in Townsville. But no, fate had other plans for me. It placed me in this town of rich folks, and little did I know, rock stars. Yay me.
Note the sarcasm.
~End Of Chapter~
Song: Fairytale, Justin Bieber.
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