Confessions of a teenage drama queen.
London contemplates. Oneshot.
Disclaimer – yes, I own The Suite Life, which is why I sit around all night writing silly little ficts.
Its me, London, again. I know, I know what everybody says – "There goes London; rich, pretty, spoiled and… stupid." That's right – stupid. I'm know around the hotel for being a real 'heir-head'. See, I can be clever sometimes. To be honest, about half the time I'm faking my stupidity. I'll say something silly or obvious just to lighten the mood. It's worked for other people. Jessica Simpson and Paris Hilton are both known for being the poster children for being blonde. And besides, what else have I got? Money- ha, that belongs to my father. He just gives me whatever I want to keep me happy and out of his hair. Looks – right, like I'm the only good-looking person in the world. And besides, that was just a fluke of nature. I never did anything to earn or deserve them. Truthfully, I love fashion. I would love to be a fashion designer or the CEO of a fashion magazine. I think I really have a knack for it, too. But as soon as I tell anyone that, it just heightens the illusion that I'm shallow.
The reason I play dumb is that about half the time I really don't get the joke the same times as everyone else. Either they reference something I have no knowledge about or I'm just not paying attention when the punch line is delivered. I'm not exactly a 'girl of the world' – as much as I've traveled. I mean, Maddie knows everything about everything. If I ever have a question about anything, she knows the answer. And she never lets me forget it, ever. I'm not as talented as Carey, I know I can't sing or dance. And I'm not smart like Cody or athletic like Zack.
I guess the reason I play dumb is so that I stand out in a crowd. Without my own 'smartical' sense of humor, I kind of get lost in the scene. Besides – I look at the world through 'rose colored glasses.' I always try to look at the bright side of things, no matter how bad things seem. Hey, I'm not saying I succeed, just that I try. I mean, my dad is never around, I'm not as talented as any of my friends, and I know they can do things naturally that I'll never be able to achieve. So its pretty much the sunny side of life or being eternally depressed. And what kind of fun would that be?
So I'll go back to my absentminded smile and working on becoming a fashion designer. Sure, I could just have Daddy buy me any fashion magazine in the world, but I think this is one thing that I'll do using hard work. Maybe I'll take a chance and show the world how smart London Tipton really can be.