Before you read the story, I just want to say a few things...Firstly, this is short since it was originally school work...Secondly, this is my first EVER FanFiction...I accept all criticism...and Lastly, this is based on a movie and I am using my chipmunk OC's...but the main one is Blake (it is in his point of view)... anyway, I hope you like the first chapter! :3
I looked down at my paws which are wet from wiping my eyes. I have been crying for quite a while but as usual no one cares about me. I sighed and laid back on my bed, rolled onto my side and curled into a ball. I closed my eyes and got lost in my usually horrible thoughts. "I'm sick of Matt getting all the attention…I'm older and more mature but of course I get no recognition of it…" I thought, "I may as well stay locked in here and die… no one will care…" I stayed on my bed and cried for a long time, such a long time I fell asleep…
"BLAKE!" Matt called causing me to wake up, "DINNER!" I groaned and rolled over so my back was facing the door. "I'm not hungry…!..." I replied sleepily, hoping to be left alone. But OF COURSE, I was disturbed by my mum. As lovely as she was, she always gets in the way. It really annoys me. After a lot of persuasion I gave up. "Ugh! Fine! I'm coming…"
I hardly ate much before I excused myself. When I got permission I ran outside and searched for a dandelion. I hardly ever do this since Matt usually teases me and this is a girl thing. But I am determined to find one. This one flower could change my life…but I doubt it… After a while I finally found one. I closed my eyes and blew it, wishing that when I am older to have at least one friend who ACTUALLY cares about me and to not have my brother Matt interfere with my life. I stayed outside for a while before returning. However, I avoided the table and headed back into my room. I am under so much depression I just can't eat right now.
I slammed the door shut and laid on my bed again. I just stared into space, lost in my thoughts. After a long time (which seemed like 10 seconds) my iPod lit up and my ringtone blasted making me jump. At least it is my favourite song 'Bad Day' (by Daniel Powter). That song unfortunately relates to my life. I grabbed my iPod and slid to unlock so it would shut up. But now my ringtone is stuck in my head so I start singing it.
"You had a bad day, you're taking one down, you sing a sad song just to turn it around…you say you don't know, you tell me don't lie, you work at a smile and you go for a ride…" As I keep singing I started to feel depressed and started blinking back tears.
"You had a bad day, the camera don't lie, you're coming back down and you really don't mind…you had a bad day…" I had more emotion in this next line, "You had a bad day…" After that I cried myself to a deep sleep, so deep I don't realize what is happening to me…