My ultimate fan girl

My ultimate fan girl

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"To have with my korean idol, is like a dream come true!" Krissy was motivated to reach her dream land and find her korean idol. Would their paths meet if she knew the state and life they were leading were different? For dreams and determination in life, krissy will despise everyone just to reach her dream. Will she be able to live up to the dream she promised her parents if one day their paths meet with the person she has long wanted to see?

Chapter 1 Introduction

Disclaimer...

"This is a work of fiction. Names, places, business, location, events, locales, incidents, dialogue,especially the characters names are either the products of author's imagination or used in fictious matter. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental not coppied. Plagiarism is a crime, this is only by author's imaginations."

Author's note:

–There are scenes in the story where children or minors are not allowed, if possible do not read some sensitive parts. This story I am sharing with some readers who want to experience this kind of relationship contained in the story I made. I have no other intentions other than what I have already said.Thank you so much for the wide understanding!

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"Dreaming for real?" can it be fulfilled? Krissy grew up living a simple life but full of love and dreams. In the hope that the dream will come true, everyone will be despised. One day, the path to her ultimate crush meets, can she still fulfill her dream for the family? Or will she just let it go and keep dreaming? What will she do if she meet her Korean idol by an unexpected ways, she catch him in a car but she have no idea that he is the one she are looking for, it is too late before she realize that she fin'lly met her crush but she had no choice but to stare at him while walking away to her. Is she going to be desperate just to be noticed by her korean idol who has the reason for her to reach her dream land?

Who would have thought that of the millions of people in the world, you are one who is destined to meet? Are they destined to be forever?

This is a story told by a pinay who is full of dreams in life. She will gradually achieve all the dreams until one day, they accidentally meet the path of the person she dreams of, can she still bring the dream she longed for to the place she left? Will she be able to claim the person she has been dreaming of for a long time?

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Point of view:

"Hi! I'm krissy Faith Lacaba Alcaraz, oh is the name is like an actress? Haha Krissy where is bembe?" I added while still accompanied by loud laughter like a madman.

"Well, so much for that I'm 23 years old, fresh newly have a break up huhu!" Then I pretended to cry while the camera was still focused on me. "There I am again haha to open up about lovelife then oh CRY. LOL!" then I blinked my eyes to make my viewers think I was so cute.

Until I realized ....

"Do I look like a fool? Speaking alone?" I said while I rolled my eyes pretending to be disgusted.

"Tss. Forget that stupid thoughts, it makes me ugly. What did I say? Ugly?" Then I joined with a loud laugh again when I realized what I said.

"By the way, I am graduated in Bachelor in Physical Education (BPED), I just share it with you, because I can't do anything right now." I added while raising my right eyebrow.

"Oh, look at my eyebrow, it doesn't feel good, it looks like a peeled onion." I read some comments below that they laugh at the vlog I'm doing so I can't help but laugh when I think about the misfortune I'm doing in my life.

"Last about myself is, I was born chuss. Spoken dollar your sister? My gush haha ​​just kidding anyway. It's really true now, I promise, cross my heart even if batman dies." I laughed out loud at my own mischief.

"So much for that, I grew up in a simple family but full of love. Second from the first haha. The truth about me is, we're just two siblings I'm the youngest but my older brother was too childish than me. I am smarter than him also haha. And of course besides, I'm more righteous and I have more direction in life-" I didn't continue what I should have said when my mother suddenly appeared from nowhere .

"Ah well, you have more direction in life huh? Are you kidding me?" I stopped videoing when my good mother suddenly shout me, at the same time she hitting a pillow on my head caused me to drop my shades.

Arrrgggggg ... again?

"Mom, what? You waste, MY OOTD." resentment that I said like a child while tap my cellphone to stop the video.

"What is OOTD?" this question shouted at me. "Mom, OUTFIT FOR THE DAY, you're so mad but don't know what OOTD really means?" annoyed I said.

"Hey what do I know about those-" my mother stopped speaking then she thought what she should say.

"Alien version?" I said jokingly.

"Yes, that's right-" she widened her eyes at me when she saw me laughing at her.

"What alien are you talking about there? What do you think of me from another planet?" she shouted loudly again.

I feel like my eardrum will be shattered by my mother's loud nose that echoed all around my room.

"You look crazy there, you just stay in the room all day and don't look for a job?" I laughed at my mother's behavior even though I knew she was going to preach to me. I'm really used to that kind of behavior from her.

She is like a dragon that smokes in anger.

"Sorry guys its a prank!" I'll excuse myself to see some comments below that my mom is funny with matching laughtrip emoticons from my viewers.

"Aisssttt. This is not me!" I sighed to myself.

I know in myself, that I'm not really like this.

I'm just infected with my friends so I can do these things in addition the bordamm at home. So, I was crazy to do this video as a vlogger! "So, there you go guys, that's my vlog now. Just wait for my next vlog, thank you. It's embarrassing what my mom did." I intentionally raised my voice so that my mother could hear what was running through my mind right now.

"I cut the video now, before it surfaced on social media. I'm not ready for my embarrassment." whispered I said but my mother heard my mutter.

"Hey witch, stop your drama there. If you don't want me to kick you out of these house!" she said angrily as she put both hands on her waist and then she looked at me obviously running out of patience.

"Another?" dead malicious I said then I put lipstick on my lips to ignore her.

"If I'm telling the truth, that's what I said is I doing to you. I kick you out of this house. I'll swear you will find what you're looking for. Another huh?" she was about to approach me when I quickly stopped her.

"Okay mom, quite pleased? Can you behave first just for one second mom? Can you do that for me? Pleased?" then i twinkle my eyes but it doesn't seem like effect to my mother. I saw her nose smoke with anger even more.

But of course I didn't reveal that I was afraid of my tiger mother's behavior.

"Mom, just relax okay, I'm still vloging!" I added then I smiled at her even though I was obviously hesitant.

After a few minutes, I vlog again because I thought she would come out but a loud shout echoed throughout my room from my mother again. I almost let go of the cellphone at the volume of her voice. Our house wasn't sound prof, for sure her voice is definitely out to another planet especially when my window is open.

"Aisssstttt! Mom really? when will you stop?" annoyed I said.

"You're a weird kid, what Vlog?" I would have answered when she suddenly spoke first. "You're just always making that vlog, why did you get money from there huh?" I threw my mother a bad look.

"Oh why are you staring at me like that? What are you up against huh? Maybe you want me to snatch your eyes?" I know mama was just joking, it's just a little tenderness to get rid of that annoyance.

"Mom, don't be angry, I promised I'll find a job, I hope you'll support me this first, pleased?" I'm already caressing it but she just slaps me with a pillow.

"Hey mom, what's the problem-" "Don't let me pass that way. And one more thing, apart from being expensive to load, a lot of time is wasted and consume with that stupid vlog you said! Haist. It's a nasty life. Education doesn't matter. It's a waste of money for a child like you, if you don't use the course you just finished." sermon of my good mother. It was as if I was being tossed around by my mother's noise.

I just put away my belongings one by one to my laguage. What my mother said was a bit hurtful but that's really the truth.

My mother seems right, they just wasted their money on me.

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