My life is entertaining. It's very amusing, too.
"Here we are again," I said to myself, being the only one in my very heated and messy bedroom.
Okay, maybe not so much entertaining as it looks. I sighed as I felt the sunlight from my open blinds hit the side of my face. I didn't flinch one bit, like other people usually did. The temperature made me sweat, and I was comfortable. It's not like I would embrace a one-hundred degree farenheight, but I just liked to be warm. Weirdly, I didn't like warm weather. My eyes were glued to my two month old laptop's screen. Fanfiction. What a wonderful word. I smiled at the very thought of continuing to read a fanfic that I have had my eye on for quite sometime. My heart just jumped for joy at happy endings, and seemed to deflate and cause a waterfall from my eyes at the tragedies.
Today, just like last week and the week before that, I was all into the High School Musical part of . With the last movie coming out in theaters and the trailers sending excited chills up my spine, I couldn't resist to see what people have written. Though, some writers on there were in desperate need of spelling and grammar errors. Sometimes I wondered, "If you're so upset, why don't you make one of your own?" My answer to that little voice? "I just don't have the time with school and everything, you know?" Good excuse, right?
The screen listed all the stories that were recently updated to the not-so-recently updated. With a simple click of a button, the screen changed to "All Ratings". I knew that there were really good stores out there with an "M" rating. Fics rated like those weren't unfamiliar to me. I probably read my first rated "M" fic when I was about the age of 9, if not younger. I remember that it had struck one of my brain strings. I remembered that I didn't act immature, I never squealed. I think that the only thing I did was cover my mouth with both of my tiny hands and gasp into them...but I read on. It expanded my vision on the world, and saved my parents the "talk" that I was about to have this year. All they had to do was ask if I knew about it. The conversation was over the second I said, "yes." But not all of those "M" fics were revolved around sex. No way, I've read some pretty gruesome gore scenes and my introduction to curse words was pretty interesting. Look at me now, still the same-old girl on the exterior, raised in a strict Catholic family. You could say i was more knowlegable than most girls my age, I'm 13 now, so...yeah. Lucky me. Lucky number.
"Ready for three-hour spree on fanfiction, starting now." I scrolled down the page and something caught my eye. "HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL THREE SPOILERS!!" My eyes widened in insanity. A smile graced my face and my hands cradled my cheeks as I sat wide-eyed at the laptop's screen. In my mind, those tiny people appeared on my shoulders and argued like hell. I covered my ears, trying to block the imaginary sound. Believe me, I looked kind of crazy. I stopped when I was sure that they were gone. I sighed in relief and looked at the title again, and my mouse was hovering over the title. I was being very tempted. My hand tried to resist the urge by nervously distracting me. Curiosity got the best of me and I clicked.
A bright light blinded me, and the last thing I could see was my desk lamp, adding even more brightness to my eyes.