The Time of My Life

Chapter Two: Making Friends & Searching For A Home

Authors Note: Hello everyone! We want to say that some things in this book, we make up. For example: Clubs, places, streets etc. This story is purely fiction.
Hey guys! It's Ann, and I'd like to add, even though, it is way too early, we are putting this story on hold. I know that it's just plain stupid but Bell and I would like to put it on hold now while it's not that popular and there aren't people just waiting for the next chapter. Saying that, I'd also like to add that it's not by choice, we're just going through an early life crisis and Bell and Ann will be separated for a while. 😭😢😞

For now, though, enjoy chapter two.
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Scarlett Johanssen as Evelyn Paisley - Up There ^^^^^

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Chapter Two: Making Friends & Searching For A Home
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Evelyn's POV
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"Too much light in this window..." What?

"Only coffee, no sugar..." What's going on?

"Don't wake me uuuuuuuuuuuuup!!!!" W. T. F!?! OLIVIA!! Are you kidding me!?

As much as I adore Chris Brown, I was so not feeling it this morning, and if the pulsing in my head was anything to go by, it seems I'm coming down with a headache.

"STOP SINGING SO DAMN LOUD!?!" Screaming with my eyes shut tight because all of a sudden there was also light in the room. Freaking Olivia and her hyper mornings! What's gotten her in such an active mood? Wait? Taking a deep breath I recognize the lovely aroma of the only thing good in the morning. Coffee.

Still that doesn't give her a good excuse to sing so loud in the freaking morning. Does she know what time it is?! Wait- what time is it? I groaned rolling over to check the time. Lighting up my phone I barely made out a six thirty...six thirty!?! Shit! My morning run! I stretched, waking up from the best dream ever.

Stumbling out of bed, I rolled my eyes at the crazy human being in front of me. She was jumping on her bed until I grabbed a pillow and angrily chucked it at her feet. She totally stumbled and then fell. Her expression was so funny I bust out laughing so hard until I felt a pang in my head. Just like that, my bad mood was back. It seems like I'm getting a huge headache. Shit!

"Oli, what the hell are you freaking doing singing so damn loud first thing in the morning?!"I yelled. My headache was just getting worse by the second. Even though she fell she stuck her tongue out and kept singing anyways.

"Five." I stuck my hand out in the air waiting for her to stop. "Four." I was swaying now from one foot to the other. "Three." I took one step towards her and then stopped. She stuttered. "Two." I started walking menacingly towards her. Her voice started lowering the closer I got. "One." She stopped...but it was too late. My toes were now touching the side of her bed. .

"Eve uh Eve......what are you doing..I..I...I'm sorry ok. Just calm down and I'll uhm go order breakfast for you ok." She stuttered eyes wide with her mouth shaped as an 'O'. Olivia looked like a deer caught in the headlights. She was seriously scared at the expression I was giving her. She gets too cute when I scare her, like I'm actually going to hurt her.

Totally feeding off of her expression and this never ending headache, I muttered dangerously low, "All I wanted from you was to shut your pie hole and what....you just kept going on and on. Isn't that right or am I wrong Olivia?" At this point my headache was a full blown migraine.

"Sooooo sorry Evey, I really am. Please forgive me! " she squeaked. I was having too much fun with this. She was shaking too. With pent up laughter or fright? I don't know.