Total Eclipse

Chapter 1: The Happy Days

Me and my boyfriend, Tom, were so happy together, just the two of us in our cosy apartment alone all the time. We were together for 2 years already (it seemed like just yesterday we met!) and for our anniversary, Tom took me out to for a very romantic dinner at Table Table. Table Table has to be my favourite restraunt I've been to. Well after McDonalds anyway! I ordered a very nice casserole with a glass of refreshing wine, while my boyfriend was sitting across from me, devouring a beef burger.

Charming isn't it.

Seeing as I didn't have a decent paying job, I had to quit and look for another job that pays well. Tom and I were a bit behind on rent for a few months and his job wasn't a high paying one either. Or at least it didn't think it was. I'd rather it wasn't and have him be truthful than him getting a tone of money and spending it on a load of shit he didn't need.

Well, I found a job in the newspaper and it payed £250 a week. I couldn't pass up an opportunity like that could I? So I went for it. I sent in an application and all that useless junk and I received an email saying that I've got an appointment in 2 weeks. If I get the job, I'll be designing clothes for the famous designer Mr Devries, and his company 'Devries Designs'. I have to say that I'm not that bad at designing or drawing, and if I said I was bad then I wouldn't have gone for the job and would've lost hope. I use to design clothes when I was younger when I was trying to get away from all the drama in my life. During the age if 11 my parents got a divorce, then 1 year later my father killed himself from depression. I cried every night because of that, and if that wasn't enough, I got heavily bullied. These girls at my school beat me up when I got into school and when I was walking home. I came home with new purple bruises all over my body everyday and I had to use excuses to not get into even more drama. Ugh. But I'm 21 now and it's all over. But... Tom. I left him. Even though he was the best thing that ever happened to me.

Actually, it was to celebrate our 3 year anniversary of being together and we went clubbing. And let's just say he ended up kissing another girl that apparently looked like me.

Bullshit.

So I broke up with him. Yes, I loved him deeply but I've got other things to worry about at the moment and I don't need a lying, back-stabbing cheater putting more weight on my shoulders.

At the moment I'm having a real hard time thinking of new designs for the interview. I have to bring in 3 new original designs. Pfft

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