Chapter 1\\for starters

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(I apologize in advance. This is my first book I've ever tried to write. If there's something I need to fix or any tips, please comment)
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Heather Nulle was driving. Her job required her to drive around everywhere. This week was water week. Heather was a model. She works for a minor magazine company. And she was chosen to be the model for an article called "drowning in depression". She was really excited about this shoot. She pulled up to the lake she was shooting at. She parked next to a sign that read "Lake Of Maybes". Whatever that meant. She decided to get out and walk to the site. When she got there, the costume director, named Mike, gave her a white, flowy dress. "Now remember to tie up the back, the top is a corset so if you need help, Andrea is here to help." Mike said. Heather nodded and walked to the makeshift dressing room.
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After getting into the dress, the photographer, Aaron, gave Heather some instructions. "The article is about depression. Make sure your facial expressions look very hurt or sad. Dramatize your face with your hands if you need to" heather nodded and said "Do I need to do anything with my dress? Could I use it to make the photos more dramatic?" Aaron nodded. Heather had a huge crush on Aaron, so she would take every chance she get to talk to him. No matter the subject.
She got into the water. They were doing very dramatic underwater pictures. She held her breath and submerged herself underwater. Her dress floated around her. As Aaron took the picture, she swam upward so she could breath again. "How did that turn out?" Heather asked. "I like that one, I want something a little bit more dramatic with a bit of creepy feeling. Do you think that would be ok?" Aaron asked. Of course it was okay. "Alright let's do it again!" Before she submerged again, she took a concrete block and chained her feet to it. This would be pretty dramatic. She dropped the block to the bottom of the lake. She got pulled to the bottom. She posed and Aaron took the picture. She was going to go back up but forgot she was chain to a cinder block. The keys to the lock were with Aaron. She tried to take the block and bring it up with her, but it was to heavy. Suddenly, one of the safety divers came down and helped her out. She was glad to have those divers there. They were out in really deep water. As she got back into the boat, she asked to see the pictures. "I like this one. It shows a lot of feeling" Aaron told her. She smiled. He was so sweet, even if it was for work. "Well that's enough for today! I bet your tuckered out, heather!" Mike said, with his southern accent. Mike was from Alabama. And he had always been like a brother to Heather. "Alright. Tomorrow? I wanna do some more dramatic pictures." Aaron asked. Heather and the rest of the crew nodded in agreement. They pulled the boat up to the dock. Heather got out and put dry clothes back on. Aaron walked up to her as she approached her car. "Hey Heather, I was wondering if later you would wanna get some food or something?" She was screaming inside. "Yeah sure. What time should I meet you and where at?" He shook his head "no silly, I pick you up! How about 7? That way we could do something fun after we eat." He was taking me on a date? A real date? This couldn't be happening. "Alright. You know where I live right?" Aaron looked at me like I was crazy. "Yes of course I do! You live down the hall in apartment 325." He lived down the hall from me.? Hm. Why have I never known this? "Ok see you at 7!" And she got in her car and drove away.
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