I gave Bex my cell phone number and my adress in a sticky note and left to go home for the night. I was tired and ready to go to bed until my phone rang. I instantly checked on who it was and saw Rachel's name and rolled my eyes.
"Hello?" I mumbled.
"Just to let you know, I am hosting a dinner party this Friday with some people to talk about your new book... you have one in the works, right?" Rachel asked.
"Yeah, I have one in the works." I lied. I told you I did earlier. Sure that was a lie but you don't have to know that. I thought to myself.
"Good and make sure to bring a date or a few guests with you. It's going to be somewhat of a big party." Rachel responded sounding pleased.
"Of course, I'll bring someone." I assured her.
"Goodie then," I heard Rachel's smile. "Do not make me look like a fool, am I clear?"
"Clear as day." I sighed and rolled my eyes. I was happy she could not see that.
"Very well then, the party starts at five on the dot, so do not be late," Rachel sighed in the phone. "Well...it is late, and my dinner is ready. Sleep well, Sabrina. Goodnight." Rachel said.
"Goodnight." I said and hung up the phone a little bit shocked she didn't hang up on me this time. I was used to her doing that by now. She must be in a really good mood.
I was on my desk writing as fast as I could as if my life depended on it as Rachel was standing over me.
"You need to write! Write a book!" Rachel screams in my ear. "Write! Write! Write!"
"I am!" I shouted back and continued to type faster and faster. I kept writing until I thought what I had was good enough and Rachel laughed at me.
"You call yourself a writer?" Rachel mocked. "You are wasting my time."
My eyes flew open and I woke up and looked out the window seeing that it was still dark and I checked my alarm clock. It was 3:30 in the morning and I groaned as I laid my head back on my pillow. That was a weird nightmare. I thought to myself.
I heard a small cracking noise only a door could make and I jolted up and got up on my feet and slowly crept to my closet and opened the door and saw nothing or no one. I then got out of my bedroom and looked around my aparment and saw nothing weird. I rolled my eyes and sighed.
"I am going mad." I mumbled and went back to my bedtoom and laid down on my bed.
YOU ARE READING
My New BFF
Gizem / GerilimSabrina Hart is a new famous author in her mid 20's living in New York City. She struggles to create a new story after she released a hit book two years ago. Stuck in a state of writer's block, Sabrina makes a new friend, but things are not always a...
