sister of a formula 1 driver, autumn norris, never had anyone she would call an enemy. autumn was nice, smart, and caring. she never let her friends down, but since day one, she knew chritopher sturniolo would be a big problem in her life.
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writing chapter 19 is diabolical. i feel like i literally just started hahahaha anyway please vote and comment thank uu
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autumn was in the hotel room, frank ocean blasting from the speaker she brought from home. she was sitting on her bed, looking out the window. straight at the reporters and photographers in front of the hotel door.
they all decided to meet in the hallway at 1:30 p.m. so they'd have time before the qualifying at 3 p.m.
it was 1:47 p.m. and autumn's social anxiety started to hit. the realization that these people were waiting for her to come out and ask her and her own love life, hit her harder than if she were to hit her head against the wall.
knocking on the door made autumn jump and come back to reality. she swallowed and walked to the door.
as she opened it, she heard her best friend say, "i feel like i just turned 57, waiting for you." nick rolled his eyes at the girl standing in between the door frame.
"yeah, you're growing some gray hairs and your wrinkles are getting worse." she smiled at the brunette boy. he smiled back, almost punching the girl.
"c'mon," he said before slamming the door shut again. autumn smiled and took a deep breath, she quickly went to the bathroom and sprayed the vanilla perfume on her, before stepping out of the bathroom, the reflection of herself in the mirror caught her eye.
she just stood there and looked at herself in the mirror. she thought she looked great when she first glanced, but as she was looking at herself for longer, all the little imperfections caught up on her.
her hair was frizzy and the beautiful black dress she had on, had some hairs on it. her mascara was a little clumpy and her brows were too mushy. she looked weird while taking deep breaths and with more seconds of her just constantly staring at the girl in front of her-- she just got more ugly.
she didn't have a symmetrical face and her arms were too big for her liking. her fingers were chubby and the nail polish on them was peeling off. the smell of vanilla started to piss her off because everyone smelt like vanilla and she was just like everybody else.
knocking, made her come back to reality, once again. "autumn? you okay?" was what autumn assumed was matt's voice. concern in his voice made autumn also feel really bad about herself. she made him feel like that.
autumn cleared her throat and grabbed her black purse. she opened the door before saying, "yeah, you scared, sturniolo?" she grinned while closing the door behind her and locking it.
