Hi, this is a fic I came up with in the middle of the night once and I finally sat down and decided to try and write it, TRY being the key word. I always have tons of ideas for fanfics but then I realize that I'm a horrible writer, haha. So, bear with me through this and tell me if you have any suggestions. But, don't be rude about it please!
"So, how's your life?" the interviewer asked while crossing her legs and writing some stuff down in her notebook.
Rachel fidgeted in her seat a little before looking into the camera and giving her biggest smile (Fakest smile, but very big) "life is!" just keep smiling let them think you're happy
"Life is?" the women said again
Rachel's smile lasted for a few seconds before it dropped. "Life is life" she stated simply. "It's just, life. I wake up at 6 every morning; drink my protein shake while working out on my elliptical. Go to school; get slushied by 3rd hour, sometimes 4th if I'm really lucky! I talk to my one friend for a little bit, then I walk home dodging pee balloons and god knows what else most of the way. I do my homework, upload a video to MySpace every day at 5:15 exactly, then I sit on my laptop friends requesting Barbra the rest of the night"
She looked into the camera once again with a bored look on her face. "That's what I do every day. The same thing, that's how my life is"
The interviewer took some notes "so, would you say you're unhappy with your life?"
Rachel held back rolling her eyes. yes, because what I just described seems so happy! "Yes, I would say I'm unhappy. Very bored, not challenged and just…Unhappy" Rachel finished with a nod before getting up and leaving the room
"So, how's your life?" the interviewer asked the same question she had asked Rachel just moments earlier.
"How's my life?" Finn asked, laughing. "My life is amazing! Seriously, it's perfect. I can get any girl I want. I'm the quarterback and biggest stud at school. Me, Sam and Puck tear this place up" he said smiling. "I don't think it could get any better to be honest".
"So, would you say you're happy?"
"Oh yeah" Finn gave that cocky smile to the camera. "I'm real happy" he gave the interviewer and camera a wink before getting up and leaving the room.
The interviewer took down some notes while rolling her eyes at the cocky teenage boy
"So, how's your life?" the interviewer asked with a bored tone, getting tiered of asking the same question over and over
"Um, how's my life? Uh, well it's pretty good I guess" Sam said while playing with his fingers.
"What do you mean you guess?"
"Well uh I don't really know. I feel like I should love my life. I'm popular, people tell me I'm good looking and I could easily get any girl I wanted. Not that I want any other girl, cause I'm dating Quinn Fabray of course." He said nervously laughing
"It's just, I feel like some part of me is missing. Ya know? Like something that I know if I find it, I'll feel better; I just don't know what it is yet. Maybe I'm actually supposed to be a na'vi warrior and I just need to discover Pandora first!" he said blushed slightly at the outburst of his inner nerd
"Mhhm" the women said while writing some more notes down and looking back up at him "so, would you say you're happy or not happy?"
"I guess I'm more not happy than I am happy. So, unhappy" he said with a nod as he rubbed his hands together. "…can I leave now? Or?" he said awkwardly standing up, unsure if he was allowed to leave
"Yeah, that's fine. Have a good day"
"I'll try" he said with a smile while pulling the door open and leaving the room. He had just confessed something he had never told anyone before he thought. To a women I don't even know and a camera.
