Falling in September

Chapter 1

*beep beep beep* I slam my snooze button and willingly get up. Why do I have to go school? I mean apple fuck I'm twenty three I shouldn't have to go to school, but I want to be the next Jennifer Lawrence. So I guess I'll have to deal with it.

I walk over to my closet and get my black halter top with white polka dots out. Put it on and then pull my big white skirt with black polka dots on over it so my shirt is tucked into my skirt. Then I drag my self over to the mirror.

I know I have the worst motto ever! Nonetheless, I repeat to myself in the mirror : another day, another audition, another rejection. I was praying I could change it from another rejection to another acceptance. I know that'll never happen!

As I walk into the kitchen I see someone dress in black. I scream. The sound pierced my ears. It was filled fear, weakness, worry, broken dreams and a hint of frustration. The figure turns arounds and a deep voice says "Oh, hey Autumn." Then I realize it was just Tabitha making her breakfast.

Tabitha is one of my roommate. We don't stay at the college because of the whores and assholes that do. Tabitha's pretty cool, I mean sure she has piercings and dresses in no other color than black, red, and purple. But you know for the most part she's a really good friend.

"Jesus Christ, Tab you scared the shit out of me!" I said walking over to the fridge.

"Hahahah a! Guess I got you good. You should've seen your face! hahaha!" she said laughing.

"You know I'm gonna get you back!" I retorted.

Then, I quickly got out the mayonnaise and a big spoon. I scraped a big clump of it onto her hair. She screamed louder than a banshee.

"Ahhh! Autumn I'm going to KILL you!" Tabitha screamed. I just flat out laughed and said " Well, at least your hair will be shiny and glossy."

Soon enough I saw the result of my little stunt. It resulted in a food fight which neither of us won.

There both of us lay on the floor. Everything from toast and eggs to cherry cupcakes and frozen red velvet yogurt was splattered across the entire kitchen even into the living room.

We were both covered in god only knows what. It was in that moment I just happened to glance at the clock. I didn't really think much of it at first, but then I really thought about what I just saw. Then, I took a good look at what I just saw. 10:37A.M. . "Holy Shit! I'm late! I'm late!" I half yelled half cried.

"We're late," Tabitha corrected me,"but I'm not going to school like this."
She gestured to her food covered body. Then, she walked out of the kitchen to go catch a shower. "I'll come with you." But before I could walk out the kitchen door I heard:

"What in the name of holy fuckballs happened in here." Danielle screamed right in my face.

Danielle likes to think she's the queen of the world. Even though, she's not. I mean just because she's tan, short, and beautiful. Not to mention, she has a big ass and big boobs too to go along with it doesn't mean she runs the world.

Here I am with my taller than every single guy in this town height, pasty vampire white skin, and strawberry blonde hair. I mean I'm not gorgeous or anything but God, I hate Danielle!

As, she screamed the other four roommates coming practically running down the stairs. I know you must be thinking 'Damn, seven people in one house. How do you all fit?'

Well, let me explain that Danielle comes from a very wealthy family. After her mom died it was just her and her dad in this big huge mansion somewhere in Hollywood. Then, her dad died. She sold that mansion to some punk band ,and bought a country mansion just outside New York City. And when I say just outside I mean it's two hour drive away from the actual college I go to, in the actual city! So, whoever wants to live here has to go through Danielle. Luckily, she accepted some really nice people to live with her.